UNWANTED

Chapter 1

Taehyung's POV

I had just gotten off the phone with my mom, explaining that I was on my way home from a friend's house. I stupidly hadn't realised the time so here I am, walking alone in the dark, eerie streets. I chomp down on my lower lip, hugging the thin jacket I had on to keep out the icy air that was enveloping into my clothes.

"I really wished I watched the time better now." I huff to myself, remembering before I left that it was past 11 o'clock.

I turn a corner, walking past the luxurious, opulent houses that seem to only get bigger the further you stroll down the street. The houses were enormous, big enough to class them as mansions. I stiffen a chuckle, my house was none of the sorts. It was rather small but perfect for both my parents and I.

We didn't have much but we had each other which was enough.

I suddenly have the urge to check behind me, my paranoia creeping in as though someone was behind me. Without stopping, I glance back to find the street empty.

I shrug it off, my feet taking me further past a large mansion that was surrounded by gigantic iron gates. 'Wow, this house is huge!' I shuffle on my feet, staring up at the building, 'I wonder who lives there?'

My eyes wander over across the street where I spot an old white van parked down the road a little. I found it odd yet frightening to look at, it didn't fit in with the other overly expensive cars that were parked throughout the street. It had graffiti written across it, with the windows tinted black.

The closer I got to it, the more I wanted to run in the opposite direction.

Yet, it wasn't until two well built men dressed all in black got out of the van that I abruptly spin on my heels and sprint off in the direction I just came from. I could hear the heavy pattering of their feet behind me as I quiver with fear. 'Oh my God!! They're chasing me!!! What do I do now?!?'

I scurry down another street, my breathing uneven and troublesome as it was the only sound echoing in my ears. I spot a row of large bushes which I immediately dash to. I hide underneath them, hoping that the branches would shelter me enough.

"Where the hell did he go?!" A hoarse voice grumbles, "the hell if I know!" Another voice hisses back. I peer through the small parted leaves to catch sight of something glistening in the gloomy night.

My eyes instantly widen when I realise exactly what it was, 'IS THAT A KNIFE?!' My hands shoot up to my lips to muffle out any sounds that might give away my location while they continue searching the premises.

Eventually, the strange masked men begin sauntering down the lone street, disappearing further into the distance.

I sigh in relief but don't move quite yet till I know the coast is completely clear. 'I need to get home.' I steadily rise to my feet, bits of leaves landing on my head and shoulders. I bite down on my lip, my pupils still fixated on the pathway that the two men had vanished off to.

Without another second to lose, I dart for the opposite direction, away from the strangers. My feet pelting against the ground was the only sound that I could currently hear mixed with my heavy panting. I pass by the large mansions again before rushing towards my house which was a few streets over.

I grin with happiness when I spot my small bricked home. 'I'm safe!!'
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Or so I thought.

I hear the loud sound of what appears to be a gun cocking. I immediately freeze up, my entire body shutting down when I feel something ice cold touch the back of my head. Slowly, my hands begin to raise,"p-please don't h-hurt me!" I beg, my eyes glossing over with blurry tears.

"If you don't wanna get hurt, I suggest you get your pretty little ass in the van." A deep voice whispers next to my ear, I shiver in disgust at their closeness. A large hand grabs my shoulder, spinning me around so that I'm met with a pair of dark, emotionless eyes.

His face was mostly covered by a black mask while his dark brown hair shields his forehead and the top of his dull looking orbs. I could practically feel him smirking through the mask once his eyes meet mine.

I gulp but I'm unable to look away from his piercing stare. "Hurry up!" Another voice barks. My orbs avert from the man in front of me to the other, who too was dressed in all black with a mask covering his nose and lips.

My head slowly turns to look back at my house again, 'I'm so close! So damn close!'

On instincts that my parents might hear me, I scream.

Loud.

"Shit!" The man holding the gun curses, he once again shoves the gun to my head. This time however, it was pressed against my forehead. "Make another sound and I'll blow your brains out!" He growls as the other backs the van up so that I'm faced with the two back doors of the dirty looking van.

"Get in!" He snarls, tossing my body into the back once the other man opens the doors so that I can be placed inside. I stumble with a thud, my body colliding against the hard metal floor. They quickly slam the doors shut, leaving me in utter darkness.

My heart hammers in my chest while I cling to the side of the van. My head feels heavy as I shuffle towards the doors, frantically trying to open them again.

'Locked. Fuck! What do I do now?!'

"LET ME OUT!!! HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE!!!!" My fists come crashing down against the locked doors. I clobber them till my fists turn white, small trickles of blood oozing out of them. 'I want someone to hear me, to help me!' Clear trails of hot tears cascade down my cheeks as a whimper escapes my lips.

Suddenly, a small stream of light enters the suffocating darkness. The man that pointed the gun at me earlier peeks through the small window that had bars across it like the front of a police car. "You might wanna stop doing that princess." His voice is filled with amusement as he stares at me.

I hunch over into the furthest corner, away from him, fear evident in my eyes. "L-let me g-go!" I sob, my own voice now a lot more quieter.

His deep chuckles echo throughout the back of the van before he slides the small door over, shutting out the only source of light I had.

I quiver while I hear a strange noise enter the small container I was trapped in. I attempt to get to my feet to check out what the sound might be but fall flat on my stomach when the van jolts forward. The man's driving was rather fast and all over the place, like I was in the back of an ambulance.

I groan in pain as I push myself up to come back into contact with the ground once again. A strange smell fills my nostrils as sleep begins to take over me before my eyes slowly shut. The sound of the van moving was no longer audible.