✔️Indecisive Heart | K.TH

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CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

She heard a few pairs of shoes scrape against asphalt behind her. She didn't want to turn back, but her mind was too curious. She saw about four dark figures behind her. Tall and scrawny.

No, no, no. Please don't follow me.

Anna picked up her pace. However, after hearing how the footsteps behind her got louder, she broke into a sprint.

Run, Anna. Don't look back! Run! You have halfway to go!

Her breath began to get ragged and shallow and she internally cursed herself for never taking interest in physical and stamina development.

"Hey, babe! Stop running! We only want to have some fun." A slurred voice spoke behind her.

Fuck!

She tried running faster, but her stamina was already at its lowest and there were no shops or places to take shelter in.

Just a few more minutes-

Her thoughts were cut off when her body hit something hard in front of her. Her heart beat began to speed up when she realised it was a man. But the dim street lights wasn't helping her to see his facial features.

The men behind her halted in their tracks and snickered, "Trying to be a fucking hero now, are we?"

"Just hand over the bitch to us and fuck off!"

"First, I'm not a hero."

Anna gasped when she recognised the male's voice. She felt herself being pushed gently behind the man to take cover.

"Second, learn to respect women." His voice was deadly serious and an octave lower. Darkness was oozing out from his voice and Anna shivered in her spot. "And third, your drunk asses are pissing me off."

Anna's fingers tighter balled into his jacket when the first man came charging at them. The moment he was at enough proximity, he was thrown to the ground with a kick.

"Holy shit!" Anna gasped again, eyes wide open. She never thought he was one to beat up people but damn, she was so wrong. She made a mental note to never get on his bad side EVER!

Before the second man could get to them, he flew sideways when he received a punch to his jaw. He fell to the ground, groaning and cursing as he held his jaw in pain.

"Call the police." He said, tilting his head over his shoulder. Anna nodded and pulled out her phone. She quickly dailed 911 and spoke to the person on the other side, briefly explaining what was happening before her eyes, while she was being protected by the perverts.

The last man standing looked like he had sobered up after witnessing his mates being beaten to the ground. He dug his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small, reflective object.

Anna's eyes grew wide, "Shit, he has a knife. Let's get out of here, Yoongi!" She pulled on the pale man's arm. Anna flinched when Yoongi placed his cold hand on hers and squeezed it reassuringly.

"The police will be here soon, don't worry. He can't hurt me." He threw her a smirk. His face hardened in a flip of a switch. His eyes were focused on bringing the man down like his mates.

The man held a nasty scowl as he charged at Yoongi with the knife tightly clasped in his hand. He let out a growl, attacking Yoongi. He was better at fighting compared to the others, but Yoongi was on a different level. He almost worked like an assassin. Swift and calm.

Sirens began to echo around them and Anna let out a sigh of relief. But she realised that she celebrated too soon when the knife swung against Yoongi's chest. Before any further damage could be done, the man was tackled down by a bunch of police officers.

After a short enquiry, Anna and Yoongi thanked the police as they took the four thugs away with them.

"Yoongi! You're bleeding!"

Even though Anna was hyperventilating at the sight of the red liquid drenching his shirt, Yoongi kept a poker face as if he was used to it.

"You need to go to the hospital!" Anna held his hand to drag him with her, but instead Yoongi pulled her back and smiled.

"Calm down, will you? It's nothing too big."

"What do yo- Yoongi!" Anna held him in place when he hissed in pain, placing his palm on his bloody chest, "If you don't wanna go to the hospital then you're coming with me! I can't just let you go like this!"

"The frat house is close by. Just leave me there, I'll manage." Yoongi let out a short breath.

"Do you have a first aid kit?" Anna asked after seating Yoongi on the edge of his bed.

Yoongi nodded, "It's in the bathroom cupbo-"

Anna disappeared into his bathroom before he could finish. He sighed at the stubborn girl and began removing the red-soaked clothes. He looked at the mirror in front of him and tutted. The gash was pretty bad but Yoongi knew it would go away any minute now. He was used to seeing his wounds disappear over the years, but he didn't want Anna to witness it.

Anna came back with a plastic box in her hand. Her heart got stuck in her throat when she saw a shirtless Yoongi sitting on the bed without giving two shits. She cleared her throat and sat beside him to treat his wound. Her eyes wandered to the other scars on his torso as her fingers dabbed spirit on his wound.

"What are you looking at?" Yoongi gulped, narrowing his eyes. The spirit hurt him a lot more than it usually did. It had been long since he had felt this kind of pain and he didn't know if he should be happy or worried.

"N-nothing..." Anna bit her lip, "Why... why do you have so many scars? If you don't mind telling..."

"I do mind telling it, so don't ask." He snapped. Anna nodded and didn't speak any more.

Must be a touchy subject. Stop being nosy, Annabeth!"

"Have we ever met before, Annabeth? Before New York?"

Anna blinked at him and shook her head, "Not that I can think of... why'd you ask?"

"You just look... never mind."

The wound was beginning to agitate Yoongi because his wounds would usually close and leave a dry scar within minutes. But why wasn't it happening now?

Yoongi's eyes grew in realisation as if a truck hit him. He bit his inner cheek to stop from let out a gasp. His hand encircled Anna's wrist, and before she could throw him a questioning glance, his other hand caught her by the throat and pushed her onto the bed.

Anna swallowed her yelp when Yoongi sneered at her with his face only inches away, "Who-are-you?"