*triggering*

2 6. M o n s t e r

I turned my face to the other side, after thinking about our relationship. What shit is this? The soft silk caressed the tip of my toes as it toppled over.

I squeezed my hands into fists, nerve popping out in balkiness. His fingernails grazed slightly against the back of my neck. But this touch gave me a foreign feeling, the one I never knew and felt before.

The wooden floor under my feet creaked as I moved a little. "Never really thought I would ask you at this point in time when we're too close to get apart when I'm so much in love with you.... but now I think it's important to know, Who are you exactly?" I asked him, pressing my words harder. This time I need the answers.

He was leaning against the door.
"Six years ago, it was the birthday party of the head boy of our school. I've had no plans to attend the party but I was there to pick my brother up cause it was the night time, my mom was getting worried. The entire school was present. The place was bustling with young girls and boys, drinking, dancing, flirting. I saw you there in denim but surely not for the first time." His tongue twirled as he recalled the incident after a long time.

I trembled, corroborating his speech to the deadly accident that took place in my life in the olden times.

He opened up more. "Then something happened on the terrace right before my eyes. Without giving a fuck, I witnessed the entire damn scene. It was dark up there I could only see the silhouette of two people. A second later, I saw you walking down the stairs in panic but was not sure about the other person who took the fall. Sadly, he was my brother. You pushed my brother off the building. You killed him Dasom, you fucking killed him." His eyes shot murderous laser rays as his visage twisted like a dangerous hellion, clenching his teeth he got hold of the first thing he could get his hands on and threw the crystal blue flower vasè with force on the floor. The tiny pieces of glass decorated the area like a shining carpet.

I jumped in my place after watching the continuance in his actions. He pulled the dining table cover and disturbed the little things kept on it. He broke the lampstand, taking the rod in his hands as he smashed the TV screen.

I yelled, covering my ears, not capable of handling the exothermic version of V. His black shirt lost its crispness and the top three buttons divided the shirt into halves.

I observed his every movement, the way he aggressively descended to pick my scarf, so close to my body. The cloth along with his large hand traveled along my feet to my thigh and then stopped on my hands abruptly.

"Now I'll show who the real V is-" Suddenly looming in, the white of his eyes glinting with savageness.

He tied my hands but my eyes didn't blink for a second as I stared in his eyes for the whole time. With my parted lips and shivery hands, my eyes fell upon my wrists and the wrinkled skin around the area.

He single-handedly pulled me with him to the fireplace. He ran his hand through his hair with the other hand.

He slouched on his knees and lit the fire with a matchstick, after sprinkling fuel on the wooden logs. Not leaving my hands for once. The fire sparked and I shut my eyes. Not to forget, I felt a hot sensation on my thump due to the fire crackle.

Gradually the place gained its warmth and so did his temperature. He was rather burning in sage anger.

Considering every minute as precious, the impressive dexterity of his fingers helped him to unbuckle his belt.

He baked the belt in the fire for merely ten seconds and immediately turned me around, my back bumped into his chest. He tightened the hot piping leather belt around my stomach.

"I'm Kim Taehyung, topper of 'Shinwa Highschool.' We were in the same class but different sections, do you remember me? No okay, " He barked.

"Ahhh!" I squeaked as I felt like being thrown to the sea of flames, the skin was melting thinkingly. I started shedding tears, clutching onto his wrists hardly.

"Oh yes, how would you? I was a fucking nerd back then. A completely different person as compared to now," He howled.

"V please it's hot, I might... I might," my voice lost its tempo and I started feeling dizzy.

"Nobody ever talked to me, they neglected me like I was some kind of an outcast cause I never shared interest in girls, pubs, and drugs," he pulled the belt with more force.

I bend down taking V along the same position. Now his mouth was attached to my ear, saliva wetting my earlobe.

His hot breaths were making me shiver in fear. "Ahhh...STOP IT... MOM..." I cried, the emotions flooding from my heart.

"But now just look at this, I've got the fucking world's most freaking handsome face. Girls die for my touch and you are counted in those bunches of uncontrollable pussies." He spat at me as he pushed me forward.

I stumbled and collapsed on the floor.
"AHH..... FOR GOD'S SAKE!"

"Don't squeal and disturb the animals, it's their sleeping time. Gather up yourself to confront the beast you've woken up already." He hovered on top of me.

"I.. never... killed him.." I mumbled, weeping, feeling nauseous.

"Every accused says that boring shit, tell something new and interesting, huh?" He dragged his fingers onto my jawline, neck and halted on the topmost button of my shirt.

"Please don't I beg you..."

He ripped my shirt off. "People say that I'm bad but trust me I'm the worst." Using a finger to lift my chin up as he brought his face really closer. I automatically closed my eyes.

Just then, he pulled apart and vanished off somewhere. I sat on my bottom after putting a lot of effort as I had lost my energy already.

The discarded shirt pooling around my burned waist. I only had a black plunge covering my breasts, feeling exposed in a heartbeat.

I stared at my untied hands and the blackish scar of the belt on my pale stomach. I cried silently. Closing my eyes, remembering the recent conversation I had with my father, my mother's endless support for me, the fights with Jongi over little things.

I rubbed the tears on my arms and stilled, seeing him approach me in an unsettling way. He had a lit candle in his hand. Very quickly he pushed me back onto the floor. Getting on top of me like before.

"Nari..." My best friend's name accidentally slipped out of my mouth and his eyes looked daggers at me.

"Nari. Jimin. Nari. Jimin. Can you not forget them just for once? I thought I freed you from that little bastard but no, you want to have both of us served hot in your plate."

"He's my friend and you---" my body whimpered as I felt a tantalizing drop of thick wax landing on my neckbone.

"And I'm a Satan, add it in your dictionary." He pinned both of my hands above my head and moved the candle lower to my abdomen region.

"How dare you kiss him right behind my back if you were so much in love with me? Where the hell is your hero now? Can he save you from my clutches?"

Wax now started teasing the burned area more due to which I couldn't hold back my tears from flowing.

"Ahhh... It hurts..."

"Tell him if the villain is stronger than the hero, the hero dies." He began laughing like a demon in militancy.

"V...I have---"

"Ugh yeah, women never lie they just fall for another guy and forget to tell you, isn't it?"

"Ahhh.." I moaned compassionately, chest heaving up and down, V blanked for a second after realizing that it was hell like pain and I couldn't take it more, keeping aside the pleasure that comes through the usage of a candle in foreplay. Quickly pulling away himself he stormed out of the place.

***

After half an hour I limped upstairs just to see him, in my disheveled state.

He was in a done and dusted state just like me.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed. I went to him straight and sat on his lap. Sticking his unkempt hairy head to my naked chest, I uttered, "Despite everything that has happened till now, I still love you."

And a minute after, he untied my hands.

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Word count - 1450

Captain's note - Ah, it was basically the first scene i eva imagined before starting Mr. Villain. I'm feeling relieved that I've finally written it and I'm proudly presenting it to my readers.

Dated: 16:11:2019

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