Chapter 48

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Hello people! So I never really appreciated how good Lucky One is until now and I'm obsessed I've literally been listening to it for an hour straight and am still not tired of it...help pls. I know nobody asked, but, before you read, enjoy this picture of me and my BFF Selina while filming for a short horror film...I died 😂😂 anyway, check out her Baekhyun x Reader! -Tara ( kazesenmaa )

(Y/n) POV

My head pounds as a bright light enters my vision. I squint, trying to make out where I am. The setting is hard to see, with the only light a bright one shining right in my eyes.

I try to move then realise my hands are tied down with ropes, right around my wrists and ankles as I sit in a metal chair.

Now I can't break it

"Hello?" I call out into the darkness. I see a shadow move along the walls. I bite down on my tongue, trying not to show any fear.

"Who are you?" I ask

He laughs, "really, (y/n), are you this dense?"

"What the -" I can almost hear him smirk.

Jaejoong

"Jaejoong, what the hell?!" I tell.

He comes in to my view, a psychotic smile plastered on his face. His eyes look like those of a rabid animal, a crazed look in them.

"Haven't you missed me?! I could tell...look at you..." he lifts up my head roughl; I bite at his fingers and he pulls away quickly.

"Jaejoong why are you doing this?! We broke up a long time ago! You broke up with me!"

"I regret everything I've done...I thought of you often after we broke up, but then that night at the party...we were back to where we were! Until your distraction showed up...you're all I've been thinking about for months!" He chuckles, ruffling his messy hair. I notice the dark circles under his eyelids, his eyes bloodshot.

"Jaejoong, nothing happened that night! Other than you trying to rape me!" I scream.

He laughs, "pure funny sometimes, (y/n), that's one of the things I've missed about you!"

"I don't love you!"

His expressions immediately change, his eyes narrowing at me.

"I know that's a lie, and if you keep it up, I may have no other choice than to punish you..." he says, tipping my hair to lean closer to his face. He lets go of it, letting it slam onto the concrete floor.

"I'm in love with Chan-"

As soon as I say that, he whips a gun from the back of his pants, bringing it straight to my head. My body freezes, not able to finish the sentence.

"Say it one more time, and I'll pull the trigger."

I hold in my breath, not moving a muscle. I can see the tears welling up in his eyes as he takes the gun down.

He walks away, going over to a table that's on the wall. After this time, my eyes have adjusted and I can see the room.

It's fully concrete, with no windows and a set of stairs to my right.

I'm in a basement

Jaejoong takes a swig from a large beer bottle, holding it in his hand and he lounges on a old, ripped up couch.

"You will be much happier with me. We were meant to be, you know? We were meant to be..." he says.

I close my eyes, trying to think of something other than my headache.

"Chanyeol will come, you know..." I mutter.

"Yeah, right."

Chanyeol POV

I show officer Jin the message and he says that he will get right on the investigation.

But I don't trust him.

By the time he finds anything, (y/n) may already be dead.

I head to the apartment to see if I can find anything. I look around the trashed rooms, looking for clues amongst the broken glass and wood.

I make it to the top room and notice something amongst the glass.

It's a small, crumbles piece of paper, no bigger than a crumbled gun wrapper. I lift it up and open it.

It's a picture of (y/n).

She looks very young in the picture, either from early college or high school.

This means whoever took her has to know her

I consider telling Officer Jin, but what could he do?

I need someone on the inside, someone who knows (y/n), since the beginning.

I call (b/f/n).

"Hey, Chanyeol what's up?" She answers.

"(B/f/n), I need your help meet me at the park now."

Time skip because I'm lazy and trash haha

We meet at the park and I get her up to date with what's going on. She freaks out, tears streaming g down her face.

"This is my fault! It was only the first night, I should've stayed with her," she cries.

"Get it together! We have to find her," I grumble.

She looks at me quizzically, "What's with you?"

"I'm just...I'm really sad and angry, and I've felt like I have to throw up since this happened...I just need to find her...I can't sleep until she's safe in my arms again," I say.

"It's okay Chanyeol," she says, placing a hand on my shoulder, "we'll find her."

I wipe a stray tear from my eye, bringing out the picture I found, "this was in the room (y/n) was in..."

She looks at the picture, a small smile on her face, "this was from her early college years...how would someone get this?"

"That's why I'm asking you, you've been with her all this time. Is there anyone else in her early years maybe...someone who would be close enough to have her picture?" I ask.

She gets a puzzled look, but then it seems if a lightbulb goes off, "it could be-no it wouldn't-he wouldn't do that it's not possible."

"What is it?" I press.

"Well, I was just thinking, maybe it's someone that saw her recently...even had an encounter with you. I mean, he was strange at the party...crazy even..." She rambles.

Anger boils up inside me as I realise who she's talking about, "Jaejoong."

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