"it's not gonna be that easy princess." he hisses in an intense tone, "I have you right where I want you, and you aren't gonna ruin that."
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The early morning sunlight streaked through the slightly open window, streaming decorative patterns of light dancing across the walls. The soft curtains fluttered shyly in the small breeze drifting into the bedroom, bringing with them the dewy smell of last night's rain and concrete.
With outstretched arms and a tired sigh, you began to lug yourself out of bed. Feet hitting the cool wood floor, they led you out towards the bathroom where your daily morning ritual would occur.
You began by looking at your face, the small scar on your cheek standing out compared to the rest of your pale, smooth skin. Your skin has never been this light before, and it contrasts heavily against your now jet black hair.
Your eyes travel down your reflection, etching a sketch of your appearance in your mind as you move over the curves and lines of your body.
Lifeless. That was all that was left of you. You felt like a walking corpse, droning on through the repetitive days of work.
Work has been the priority of your life for the past year. This year wasn't a normal year.
You remembered the excitement of finally finding a way to get out of that room, and then you remember the pain and the feeling of falling to the ground.
The rest of that incident is very fuzzy, only bits and pieces of it there. None of it makes complete sense though.
You can't remember what he did, or why he's gone. Hell, it's been a year. How could you?
All you know is that he's in prison. He's locked away in a cell away from the world, away from society, away from you. He's gone. Min Yoongi is gone.
A sinking feeling settles in your stomach at the thought of him, of what he did to you. You hated every bone in his body, you hated everything about him. Deep down, though, is that helpless feeling of comfort with him.
You hated that feeling. You hated that part of you missed him. For goodness sake, he killed your mom.
Min Yoongi is a liar, a manipulator, a sociopath. Min Yoongi represents everything that you aren't and don't want to be.
But everyone wants to rebel a little sometimes.
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Tendency | m.yg
Fanfiction|BOOK 2 OF SKIN DEEP| "It's a crazy thing, isn't it? Being this close, after so long.." It was different now. He was different. Him being good is never a good thing.