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❝ I've found so much beauty
in the dark,
as I've found a lot of horrors
in the light ❞

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C H A P T E R   S I X T E E N

“Play me like a violin”

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MERLIN HAD BEEN surprisingly compliant today. I watched as she brushed a lock of her angelically blonde hair behind her as she assessed our circumstances again. When she returned her attention, to a shrewd smile  had claimed her mouth, as she pulled out a long violet colored dress, split  from the waistband to it's fall.

“This—is,” my lips twisted with amusement as my eyes scanned the dress from top to bottom.

“Amazing,” she mumurred before hurrying towards the fitting room, dropping down my hands I stared at them, as I waited for her to come out.

As it seems Merlin had some date with her boyfriend, so as always I'm here sacrificing my perfect Saturday night just for her.

My phone made a buzzing noise from the back of my jeans, as I pulled it out for once I felt myself getting excited but then, my smile fades as soon as I find it's not from the person I hoped for.

Marcus: Where are you guys?

Me: At the mall with Merlin.
Why do you ask?

Marcus: Stop by the gallery if possible, I've something you might interested in.

Me: Care to tell what?

Marcus: It's a surprise ; )

“Just look at you, all grinning I'm happy that you finally got yourself a boyfriend.”

I quit from what I've been doing, as my attention diverts to Merlin who was wearing that dress now, a smirk over her thin parted lips, as I narrow my eyes at her.

“It’s just Marcus.”

I shrugged as I kept my phone aside and take a look at her dress, I don't know something just didn't seem right about it. Like it look good on her, but it didn't matched with her personality.

“When are you going to realise he likes you,” she spoke as spins in front of the mirror, her long dress that danced to her steps, like a princess.

“I’m seeing someone.”

“First this dress looks horrible on me cause I'm not that tall,” she says pointing towards the dress as she walks father then pulls out a red strapless dress with a deep cut at the back,“second just because you're seeing someone doesn't mean you can not have a little fun,” she continues as she walks away back into the fitting room.

That's the thing I'm not like Merlin, for me having fun means staying at home watching Netflix all day or baking but for where her world lies it means clubbing, getting wasted and of course the top of the list sex.

As Merlin took her time, I also took my chance to explore the gorgeous dresses, elegantly designed. My eyes awed at the sight of plain white dress with red flowers printed at the either side of the waist.

My fingers touched the soft fabric as, I sighed at the touch of it.  Turning around the price tag, my eyes widened at the price of it.

It was immensely expansive, totally out of my range and just when I was about to put it back Merlin came out of the fitting room wearing that red dress, that looked beautiful on her. She saw the dress in my hands as she shook her head.

“We’re buying that, I've decided that you'd come with me.”

She explained as she runs eyes up and down her reflection on the mirror.

“No, of course not I don't want to be a third wheel it's your date.”

“I’m going to a club and I'm sure he have some friends there I'll ask if he could introduce you to them.”

Fidgeting my brows, I kept the dress back where it was first kept. She steps forward and takes the dress away from my hands  and turns towards the salesgirl standing at the corner attending us.

“I can't buy that dress, it is heavily expensive.”

I mutter as she turns around and peered at me, twitching her lips, her heels made a clicking sound as I followed behind her.

“Have anyone told you how stubborn you are?”

“I don't care I'm not buying that dress and I'm not going to any club with you.”

I spoke smugly as she raises her brows at me before turning to walk further.

“I’m paying for this dress, and I won't be asking for money. You can pay me by going to the club with me.”

Swallowing, a frown became of my face. As I watched her pay for both of our dresses and then turning away to the fitting room to change out of that red dress.

Merlin was rich, her father runs some business and to say her life was like of a princess with big house and servants to running after you here there, would be an understatement cause it was much more than that. But she gave it all up that lush life just to spend, and live it like a simple woman, on her own with a normal job like a normal woman.

“I can't ever win against you,” I said and presented my most lascivious smile as she held my gaze.

As I waited for the bills, my thoughts lingered to the memories of the last time I saw Taehyung, he's been calling me for two days and I've been avoiding his calls, not that what I had heard changed the way I feel about him, but that I was afraid of who he was?

Why can't I fully trust him? Even my heart asks me to be with him, my mind tells me to wait, to explore and then decide.

Wether it's him or just the idea of him. I can not let myself be ruined.

“I’m going to the shoe section, can you collect the dresses and meet me at the parking lot?”

Merlin asked with her eyes set towards me then at the wall clock.

I sighed and then spoke,“Fine but don't take too long, I have to meet Marcus at the gallery.”

“Have only told you, that I love you,” she murmured before turning around, I watched her until her figure was no longer in sight, as I heard the cashier clearing his throat to get my attention, I turned to face him.

“I’m sorry but there's a technical fault in our computer, if you could wait we'll be right be back with your receipt.”

The guy, cashier spoke his eyes focused on the computer, as with fear I sighed and I walked back towards the dresses area.

Exploring, and turning, I felt exhausted this shopping took us almost a day, placing a hand over my mouth, I yawned as my eyes scanned at the wrist watch.

“Somebody help please,” my eyes snapped at the voice coming from front of the store, as I immediately recognised as one of the salesgirl’s cry for help.

Brushing past the hanging dresses I stepped forward to see for myself what may be wrong, rigid, a gun shot was heard making my body to freeze to it's spot.

Jesus, What on earth is going on?

Should I run? But where will I go?

They might as well kill me, if they find me.

My steps cautious as I turned around, just then a hand pulled me inside the fitting room, with such force that it had my body shaking. Gapping aloud I came face to face with a face so not so familiar, but still fresh in my memories.

“Shsh,” Namjoon shushes me, with his hand being place over my mouth, as I felt my blood boiling.

“Do not move, or else we're dead.”

I did heard his words, but it was all in vain when the sound of another gun shot echoed through the air. My heart beat rushed, my body turned stone.

I looked up into Namjoon’s worrying eyes, we were so close that I could practically feel his body on me, his hand that rested at small of my back, radiating it's heat, quivering I dared to turn around my head.

Only to have my eyes widening with fear and anxiety, as my eyes stained upon the handgun laced between his fingers, it's head pointing towards my body.

What the hell is happening?

He caught my staring his expression turning thick as moved his hand away from my back trying to hide the gun, but it was of no use as I've already seen it enough to know, that in his hand was an actual gun, a weapon, that could take someone's life.

Fear rushed through my veins, as I shivered at the possibilities. The numbness of my body, the adrenaline and the beating of my heart was the only symbol that, I was scared. Death scared.

“Who....a.re y..you?” I asked with my voice breaking with fear as I tried stepping away from him, just then he hand his around my waist and he spinned me to the wall, his body pressed against mine as his dark and mysterious eyes stared into mine.

His hot breath fanned across my face, as he had his hand placed over my mouth not letting me utter a single word.  Our breath turned even, and with terror we turned to face eachother just when we heard footsteps coming towards us, closer and closer.

He let goes of me, but instead his hands drops, as he laced our hands together, a certain feeling a assuredness brush past, as my eyes follows his gestures when he brought up the handgun, holding it tightly, aiming at the door.

Just then he looked back at me, with nothing but concern in his voice as he spoke,“Close your eyes.”
   

TO BE CONTINUED

Author's note:

Well I hope you liked this update, and what do you think of this twist?

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