𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓 || Jungkook

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝟐

🥀𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐏𝐎𝐕🥀

People say instinct is a dangerous thing, it force you to do things that are considered illegal and wrong by the normal world and the law itself.

Why did even people made "pain" such an outcast?

Pain is a beautiful phenomenon if its done in a right way. When its inflicted on a right person. When that right person is weak, innocent and submissive, just like the girl that was right in front of me.

Kim Y/N is a small, delicate girl that I can crush in no time. The powerless creature that I can strangle to death in two fucking seconds, yet she had the audacity to come in front of me as if nothing happened.

I drove straight to the usual underground place after I saw her milky smooth skin shining in my favourite colour, black but it disgusts me on her. That little girl with brown eyes and dripping innocence make my blood boil in my veins.

I can't stand her presence for a mere second and today, she was in my vicinity, in the protective bubble of her father. The only man for whom I'm stopping my instincts to get a hold of myself because I know, it will be brutal, ruthless, rough and inhuman.

The day of her eighteenth birthday, she changed everything. She was just a daughter of my best-friend for eighteen fucking years but she ruined it and I was about to ruin it too. I was on the verge of letting my mask fall and show her my demons that she couldn't even have handled.

My phone light up in my hands which I was almost crushing with my fingers while thinking about her. The only person in this whole world that make me loose my control. The only innocent looking creature that turns my anger into madness and disgust into disturbing thoughts.

I clicked on the notification, a thousandth article published in the span of an hour. Thats the power that Kim family hold in this country.

The headline for this article said, "A perfect son, a perfect daughter and a perfect father. Our future president is a true family man"

I scroll down to the picture of the said perfect family. My innocent creature stands in the middle of her brother and father. They both have their hands on her waist as they are gathered in a family hug.

She's smiling, almost beaming with her usual disgusting beautiful face that make my jaw clench. She wore my favourite colour, she even styled her hair as I love, long and straight that touch the depth above her hips.

Kim Namjoon, my best friend, looks directly into the camera with a small yet evil smile. He's not what he looks outside. We have been together from almost thirteen years, and this man have so many layers of secrets that no one knows, not even his own family.

Taehyung has his most charming smile on display, but if you'll meet him somewhere else, you'll see his usual poker face. He have no interest in his father's business but still he tries his best to be a perfect son.

He looks exactly the copy of Y/N, with same features and a perfect nose. The only difference is that she disgusts me while her brother is an epitome of silent peace which have never bothered me.

I pressed the lock button of my phone and drop it in my pocket. I looked up at the naked girl with her hands and legs tied on the bed. She's laying on her stomach and all I can see is her round butt and tiny back.

I closed my eyes, picturing that innocent creature that had made me loose my instincts once again. Kim Y/N had arose a monster in me on her eighteenth birthday which have not silenced since then.

All I want to feel is her laying naked in front of me instead of this whore. All I want is to mark her body in hundred different ways than this slut.

Opening my eyes, I rise to my feet. Grabbing my black leather belt I fold its tip on my right hand for better grip.

Now, all I can see is red and the same girl with tiny waist, and milky smooth legs. The girl with a shining skin that have no business in being inside my fucking brain. The girl that's waiting for me to break her innocence in the most forbidden way.

"Kim Y/N"

I whispered and hit the first blow right above the girl's unmarked back. She squealed at the sudden hit but her voice came out muffled because I've taped her mouth. I don't want to hear her scream, because it will break my hypothetical situation of picturing Y/N instead of her.

I've heard Y/N's scream the tiniest that day and that's what i keep on playing in my head on repeat whenever I take my frustration out on these whores. They are hungry for money, and I'm hungry for inflicting pain, not just on anyone, but on that fragile girl, Y/N. But they keep me sane. I'm fine as long as my mind Pictures Y/N.

I hit the second blow right above her butt, and her head jerk up with the pain. I didn't wait and hit again and again. Her once pale skin is now red. I don't like beginning with slow hits, its just boring and predictable.

The power of my hits always remain constant because its unbearable and inflict more pain and that's what silence the monster inside me.
The girl started shaking when I hit her again, and all I can hear is her whimpers.

There, she had to break my illusion.

She had to break my dream.

My surroundings become visible and I no longer see red. I no longer feel hurting Y/N in the most ruthless way. This slut is not my innocent creature. She's not her. I drop the belt on the floor.

Getting my wallet out from my back pocket, I throw nearly ten thousand dollars on the girl. Her whimpering stop as her eyes shined after seeing the money scattered all over the bed. She shake her ass, inviting me to hit her again but the bubble is bursted now.

I don't feel amazed once my pain cravings are disturbed in the middle. I might have to come here again tomorrow because I'm not satisfied yet. I still feel the need to choke that little creature in my hands.

"Y/n"

She's not here, she's never here. She's safe... at least until she don't come in my vicinity like she did today. She's safe as long as she have her dad with her. I'll never hurt something so precious to Namjoon.

She's may be his diamond, but she'll always remain my disgust. She's may be his brightest star, but she'll always remain my darkness.

I cursed under my breath and left the room.

This will soon be Y/N if she continued to sparkle in front of my eyes, in my favourite colour, black. And then, there will be no one to stop me, not even her father.

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