Screwed Up

Sora's POV

"Whatever, I'm leaving," Minho huffed, walking out of the room in annoyance when Jimin and Taehyung wouldn't stop mocking him.

"Don't go anywhere with him, alone," Taehyung warned, turning to stare me dead in the eyes. Okay...?

"Of course not," I rolled my eyes at him. I know better than that.

"Promise?" He pressed, still looking dead serious. Umm... what?

"Promise..." I replied, looking at him unsurely until his phone started ringing.

"What do you want?" Taehyung asks after he picks up the call.

"Where are you from?" Jimin questioned, leaning on the table curiously.

"Busan. I'm from Busan," I smiled weakly at him. I miss home.

"Oh, jinja?! I'm from Busan too! But I live in Seoul most of my life," Jimin gasped, widening his eyes at me in surprise. This one is really cheerful and bright, unlike the others.

"Aish, it doesn't matter! Just don't tell anyone!" Taehyung snapped at the person through the phone, so Jimin and I turned to look at him in silence.

"Hey, Jimin," I turned to look at him again when I noticed Taehyung was too busy with his call.

"Hmm?" He raised his eyebrows. Taehyung sideways glances at me, still on his phone.

"What's an alpha?" I asked. Jimin turned to look at Taehyung, who was silently eyeing him. I have to know. I can't stand it anymore!

"What's the matter with you? Just make up excuses!" Taehyung snaps at whoever he's talking with on the phone.

"Umm. Well, an alpha- AHHH!" Jimin shrieked in shock when Taehyung reached out to pinch Jimin's arm with a disapproving look. What the hell?!

"Tell me," I pressed Jimin. He glances at me nervously and back at Taehyung... not knowing what to do.

"Don't I dare?! I'm older than you!" Taehyung growled at his phone again.

"So... people like me, Taehyung, Minho, Jungkook- OUCH! TAEHYUNG HAJIMA!" Jimin screamed in pain when Taehyung turned to smack Jimin and shook his head repeatedly. Why won't he let Jimin tell me?!

"Don't," Taehyung mouthed Jimin, earning a glare from me. Aish! Whatever!

"Fine. I'm done," I huffed, hopping off the stool in irritation.

"Just don't tell anyone! I'll be back soon!" Taehyung groaned into his phone and facepalmed himself.

"Sora-shi!" Jimin called after sitting up when I grabbed my things in frustration.

"I'm leaving! Bye!" I snapped, stomping towards the door, but Taehyung suddenly grabbed onto my arm with one of his hands while holding the phone against his ear with the other hand.

"Let go," I gritted, attempting to push his hand off me, but he firmly wrapped his fingers around my wrist to hold me in place. I stood glaring at him in frustration, yet he remained unbothered... he stared back at me with a blank expression.

"Don't you understand?! I said I'll be back!" He snapped into his phone again and darted me a warning look. Oh? DOES HE THINK HE CAN THREATEN ME WITH THAT LOOK?!

"Yah!" I angrily pushed Taehyung's hand away and stomped out of the room, so he quickly leaped to his feet to follow me, still talking on his phone. I shoved the door open and quickly walked out of the mansion. Why am I even with him??? I want to go home and cuddle with Yoongi!

"Hajima..." Taehyung exhaled, yanking me back. He fired me a cold stare, then pressed his phone to his ear again.

"Do I have to repeat myself? Just pretend to be clueless!" He snapped at his phone as he stood with his hand around my wrist.

"Aish!" I grimaced, managing to escape his grasp again, but I didn't get far when I felt a rough tug on the back of my jacket. ASDFGHJK! I turned to look at Taehyung in annoyance. He was clutching my jacket hood tightly to stop me from running away from him.

"What's wrong with you?!" Taehyung snapped into the phone while smirking at me. I can't believe this- I quickly unzipped my jacket and ran out of the gates.

"Yah! I have to go!" Taehyung screamed from behind me as I dashed down the streets. He's so annoying! Urgh! Just leave me alone! He won't tell me anything yet he expects me to understand?! I turned around the corner and that's when I realized I didn't even know the address of the mansions.

"Aish," I grimaced, dumbly scratching my head, and hurried into a mini cafe to avoid Taehyung when he passed by with his big motorbike. I stayed in the cafe for the entire afternoon to talk with Yoongi on my phone because I didn't want to return to the mansion. I want to go home, to eomma and appa. I don't want to be here. I feel so lonely and left out.

"You shouldn't hide from him you know? It's not safe to go around by yourself," Yoongi looked at me anxiously through the video call.

"I'll be fine," I shrugged.

"Araso, just take care okay? I don't want you to get hurt," Yoongi smiled brightly at me and it made me sad.

"What's wrong? Why the sudden pouty face?" Yoongi asks, worriedly staring at me.

"I miss you. I hate how I can't be with you," I groaned when I felt the stuffiness in my chest growing heavier. I feel like an empty shell-

"YAH!" Someone roared as the cafe door burst open... startling everyone.

"Oh, shit. Y-Yoongi, I'll call you later," I stuttered, hanging up on Yoongi when I found Taehyung standing at the doorway with an infuriated expression when he spotted me sitting by myself in the corner.

"ARGGHHHH! ARE YOU INSANE?!" Taehyung shook furiously from head to toe until his face burned in rage. Oh no... I think I'm in trouble. Maybe he's upset? He is very... very upset.

"I-I- I'm sorry," I whispered in horror. Taehyung looked so angry and upset it made me feel terrible.

"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU'VE DONE?! EVERYONE IS LOOKING FOR YOU!" He angrily stomped toward me, violently pushing everything that was in his way aside. I was frozen by his anger.

"I- OOOOOW" I wailed in pain when he roughly grabbed my wrist.

"Come on!" He snapped, dragging me out of the cafe. He's squeezing my wrist too hard- I think it's going to break!

"Ah... ah! Apa! Apa! *it hurts*" I whined, trying to pull my hand free from him, but he only tightened his grip until I felt a surge of pain around my wrist. HE'S HURTING ME!

"How can you disappear for hours!? I told you to stay still-- Yet you had the audacity to run off like a fucking fool! How dare you act so recklessly like this?!" Taehyung angrily roared in my face. I stared at him in fear when I felt his heated anger steaming in my face. Why is he so scary? Without realizing it, frightened tears began to form in my eyes. Eomma... please save me.

"Get on!" Taehyung snapped, lifting me onto his bike and roughly forced the helmet on my head.

"Ah~!..." I whimpered in pain as he tightened my chin straps. He's so mean and scary! I shouldn't have... I shouldn't have-

"I got her. I'll take her straight home," Taehyung called someone before hanging up and mounted the bike. I pursed my lips to contain myself because I was too frightened of him until I felt tears rolling down my cheeks as he jerked the motorbike forward at full speed. He's very mad at me. I can feel it, and it's something I don't want to witness. 

I can feel the rage from the way he drives too. He's racing so fast I can only see the ray of lights on my sides. I cried the whole way back to the mansion. What did I do? Appa will be disappointed in me. We finally arrived at the mansion after an intense ride. Taehyung didn't say anything. He lifted me off the bike and roughly took off my safety helmet. I rubbed away my tears, quietly staring at the ground in guilt. I'm so screwed. Taehyung didn't say anything and angrily dragged me into the Jeon's mansion.

"Sora-shi! Oh my god," Mrs. Kim came running towards me. She pulled me into a tight hug when she noticed I was shaking in fear.

"I-I'm sorry..." I apologized, quietly staring at my hands. I can't look at them in the eyes. I messed up.

"Look up, look at us," Mrs. Jeon stated coldly. I slowly looked up at all of them in extreme guilt.

"We were so worried about you. How can you just disappear like that?" Mr. Jeon stared at me in disappointment, burning a hole in my chest.

"I'm really sorry- I didn't know...I-," I tried to hold in my tears when I felt the burning lump in my throat. I feel so guilty... I want to scream and disappear from this world!

"Aish! I told you she's trouble," Jungkook huffed, waving his hands in the air. I bit my lips, fighting to stop myself from bursting into tears as my chest swelled in pain. I want to go home.

"It's okay, Sora, don't do anything reckless again," Mr. Jeon exhaled, pulling me into a hug. I closed my eyes to let the tears flow down my cheeks when I felt his comforting embrace. I'm terribly sorry.

"Aish, pretending to be all petty... after causing so much trouble," Jungkook grimaced at me. I stared at him with my tearful eyes without saying anything. Does he really have to add salt to the wounds? For a moment he stared back at me, not in a mean way. It was as if he was sad but it didn't last because he quickly glanced away.

"I'm sorry for worrying all of you. I'll go to my room and reflect on my mistake," I apologetically bowed at all of them before making my way towards my room. I had to walk around the corridor three times to find my own room and cried uncontrollably the moment I shut the door. I'm so stupid! Knock. Knock. I slowly rubbed my tears and got onto my feet.

"Neh?" I forced myself to smile as I pulled my door open. It wasn't Mrs. Kim or Mr. Jeon- I found a pair of guilty eyes staring back at me instead.

"I-I'm sorry. D-did I hurt you?" Taehyung gulped at me apologetically. I felt like tearing up once again as the awful memories came flowing back into my mind.

"Wait! I-I'm really sorry- I didn't mean to-" Taehyung apologized, stopping the door from closing when I tried to shut it. I stared at him quietly when he wouldn't let me close the door. I don't even know what to say.

"Good night," I sighed, attempting to close the door again, but flinched in fright when he suddenly grabbed my wrist.

"Ow- Can you not touch me? I don't like it," I whimpered when he grabbed onto the same wrist he hurt a moment ago. There's already a dark bruise around my wrists... that was how rough he was.

"Oh, I'm sorry..." Taehyung immediately released me in guilt. I gave him one last glance before shutting the door. I went to bed, feeling super terrible, and I was about to turn off the light when I heard faint knocks on my door again. I ignored it at first, but it wouldn't stop, so I pulled the door open in annoyance.

"What?!" I snapped, thinking it was Taehyung but it wasn't him.

"Aish... why are you so rude?" Jungkook replied and glared at my unwelcoming attitude. You're the rude person!

"Ah, mianhae. What do you want?" I asked, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Food. Appa made me bring you this. Take it," He grumbled, pushing the food tray into my hands. Why didn't he use the housemaid?

"Thank you," I said awkwardly. Jungkook briefly looked at me, then turned away to cough with an awkward expression.

"Ahem, don't get the wrong idea. I just need to access my credit cards again," He cleared his throat awkwardly before walking away. Ah, that's why. What am I even expecting from a jerk like him?