Dark Side

"Yoongi will kill you!" I snapped, pushing his hands away from my body. Minho roughly held me in place and continued to harass me.

"Huh. Talking about your boyfriend, he's here, but why aren't you together?" Minho suddenly paused to look at me unsurely.

"He had to use the restroom. He's looking for me right now," I spat at him, attempting to push the fucker off me again, but he wouldn't budge.

"By the time he finds you, we'll be done," Minho chuckled, leaning closer to my face, but I pressed my palm against his face to stop him from reaching me.

"Stop it, you dickhead!" I screamed, punching him hard in the face, sending him stumbling backward. I lifted up my dress and started running in my heels. THIS FUCKING FIVE INCHES HEELS AREN'T HELPING AT ALL WITH THE FUCKING TIGHT DRESS.

"Come back!" Minho chased after me as soon as he regained consciousness. I ran as quickly as I could through the garden and towards the crowd. FFFFUCK.

"ARGHH!" I wailed in pain when I accidentally sprained my right ankle. I stumbled into someone- the person caught me right before I fell.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Jimin snapped at Minho, who quickly froze when he found Jimin staring at him in shock.

"N-nothing- we were just... talking," Minho shrugged, taking a step backward as Jimin walked towards him.

"TALKING?! WHY IS SHE RUNNING THEN?" Jimin bellowed as he took another step toward Minho.

"I-I have to go now!" Minho fired me a scared look before dashing off in the opposite direction.

"COME BACK HERE- YOU FUCKING PERVERT!" Jimin chased Minho back into the garden, and in less than a second, they both disappeared.

"Thank you," I panted, letting go of the person without looking. I bent down to rub my ankle, and that's when I noticed the black boots. The familiar black boots. My heart stopped.

"Tae-Taehyung..." I whispered, slowly looking up to find the same dark brown eyes staring back at me. Those emotionless pupils...

"Look- I-I am very- sorry- Taehyung!" I stuttered, trying to explain myself, but he suddenly turned around and walked away coldly. He's still mad at me.

"Alright...," I gulped, keeping my eyes on him until he disappeared. My chest swelled in pain as I stood quietly, trying to hold myself together. What's wrong with my life? Every single person that I trust has turned their back on me. I deserve it, don't I? For what I've done. It's your fault, Sora.

"Sora!" Jimin waved his hand in front of my face, causing me to snap out of my thoughts.

"Are you okay? Can you walk?" Jimin asked, bending down to examine my swollen ankle.

"Yeah, I can. It's fine," I nodded while gripping my dress.

"Come on. Let's head back," Jimin sighed, placing his arm around my shoulder to help me walk.

"Did you get him?" I turned to look at Jimin, who shot me a cute smile.

"No, I came back when I lost him. Where's Taehyung? Wasn't he with you?" Jimin shook his head slowly.

"Yeah, he was. But he walked away. I guess he's still mad at me," I said quietly.

"Nah, he's not mad. He's just... taken aback... you disappeared and appeared too many times. Just give him time," Jimin chuckled when I abruptly stopped.

"I can walk on my own," I insisted, straightening my dress before we reached the crowd.

"Are you sure? I mean-"

"Yeah, I'm fine," I turned to smile at him and walked forward. I tried not to limp because I didn't want people to notice. I can't be weak in front of them.

"Sora... You should-"

"Jimin, I'm fine. You should look for Taehyung," I turned to smile at Jimin. He stared at me anxiously as he slowly released my arm, and then walked away. Now, when will this goddam party end? I want to go home!

"Well... well... You've returned...," A familiar voice chuckles from behind me.

"I see you're still an alpha," I turned to smirk at Mira. She was dressed in a shimmering black dress.

"What are you talking about?" Mira rolled her eyes at me. She's really messing with me, huh? No one should mess with me when I'm in a bad mood. Not because I'm powerful or anything, but because I have the urge to punch people!

"What's the point if you don't understand?" I chuckled, turning away from her. Why talk with her? It's pointless.

"You came back because you can't let go of your crazy rich boyfriend, right? Is he even your boyfriend," She teased, making me stop in my tracks. My blood started boiling at her words. No, Sora, you can't...

"Oh? You came back because he's all rich now, huh? Gold digger much? An average... reaching out for the stars. Pity," Mira continued. I clenched my fists tightly after closing my eyes to recollect my nerves. 

Breathe, Sora, breathe. Inhale... exhale...

"Out of words-"

"Shut up, I don't listen to trash, but here I am listening to you," I turned to look at her with a smug smile. I slowly unclenched my fists with my eyes trained sharply on her. I want to make her suffer...

"What did you say? How dare you-"

"What do you think you are? Ah! Some rude bitch who can't stop spitting dead skin cells out of her mouth," I tilted my head to the side with my eyebrows raised. She stopped smiling and stared at me in disbelief. I wish I could slither pretty neck... maybe I will... someday.

"Yah! You're just some rotten shitty average! Don't you dare insult me," Mira pushed me angrily, so I lost my balance and stumbled backward. I couldn't even feel the pain in my ankles right now. People gasped and turned to look at us.

"Mira! Are you okay, honey? What did you do to her- you peasant!" Mira's mother quickly pulled Mira into her arm while glaring at me.

"I didn't do anything. Your daughter pushed me. I think she has problems with her temper. She's very impulsive. You should take her to an asylum ajumma. I think she's mentally ill," I smirked with my arms crossed. Mira's mouth dropped open in shock...

"AJUMMA?! How dare you say that?! My daughter is perfectly fine!" Her mother snapped at me angrily. But I was no longer afraid. I wanted to grab her throat and tear it apart.

"You're disgusting, you filthy average! You shouldn't be here!" Mira snapped at me in rage, so I rolled my eyes at her.

"An average who walks amongst the alphas, Mira. You can't touch me, remember? I'm under someone's protection who's in a higher rank. Stop wasting your time. Your tiny claws won't hurt me," I took a step forward, so Mira took a step backward with an offended expression. She's clearly humiliated by my words.

"How dare you speak-"

"Mrs. Lee, I am sorry for speaking this way, but please educate your precious daughter to behave properly," I smiled, rudely cutting Mira's mother off. She stared at me in shock with her mouth hanging open. Someone sniggered to my right, so I turned to find Hoseok and Jungkook laughing in the corner as they stared at us.

"You will never get-"

"I will see you around, Mira-shi," I bowed at Mira's mother and strode away from them. All eyes were on me as I walked away with my chin held up high. Fuck them, fuck all of them. I'm done with their mockery.

"YAH! COME BACK HERE- YOU-" Mira suddenly let out a screeching scream in frustration. The crowd broke into a loud buzz again as I made my way out with a sly smirk.

"Ah...shit," I whispered when my ankle started throbbing in pain, and suddenly I felt light again. The dark thoughts in my head suddenly disappeared as I leaned against the wall to rub my ankle. I had some pretty odd thoughts. What the hell? Shaking my head, I slowly made my way toward the bathroom. I was about to close the door when someone suddenly pushed it open.

"What do you think- Yoongi...?" I whispered when he quickly locked the bathroom door.

"Sora... I miss you," He whispered, pulling me into a tight hug, caught off guard... I patted his back.

"What's wrong...?" I questioned, pulling away to look at Yoongi.

"Sir? SIR?!" Someone banged against the bathroom door repeatedly, startling us.

"Can't I use the bathroom?! Goddamit!" Yoongi yelled at the door, so the banging stopped.

"Sora... listen- I don't have time to explain everything- Just please don't give up on me. I still love you," Yoongi spoke in a rush as he ran his hand through his hair.

"Yoongi... calm down," I whispered, leaning forward to press my lips against his. His heavy breathing grew softer as he responded to my kiss.

"God... I miss you," Yoongi pulled away to rub his thumb against my cheek.

"What's going on...?" I slowly opened my eyes to look into his worried eyes.

"My parents... They'll hurt anyone who tries to take me away from them... including you," Yoongi whispered, holding on to my hands tightly in his. The Min?

"Yoongi... They would never-"

"SIR? ARE YOU DONE?" His bodyguards started banging on the door again.

"WAIT! Sora... they're different from the people you know in Busan. Listen. I'm scared. I'm doing this for you. You have to trust-"

"SIR! WE'RE GOING TO BREAK IN IF YOU-"

"I'M ALMOST DONE, YOU ASSHOLES!" Yoongi angrily kicked the door in frustration.

"W-what... protect me..?" I stared at Yoongi in confusion when the guards wouldn't stop knocking on the door. They're going to break in. The thudding grew louder.

"Just stay safe. I'll do my best. I love you," Yoongi leaned in to give me a quick peck before pulling the door open and shut the door before anyone could see me.

"Can't you leave me alone?!" Yoongi stomped away with his bodyguards, leaving me in the bathroom alone.

"I... love you... too," I whispered. I leaned against the sink in shock. Still trying to process everything. I'm in danger? And the threat is his parents...? We left the party shortly after. I didn't say anything until we got back to the mansion.

"What's wrong with your leg?" Jungkook asked when he noticed me limping into the mansion.

"I tripped when Minho chased me," I muttered, slumping down on the couch in exhaustion. I'm tired.

"He chased you?" Jungkook questioned and took off his suit.

"Yeah, he tried to harass me," I muttered with my eyes closed. Jungkook didn't say anything, so I opened my eyes, but he was gone. Huh...? Whatever, I sighed and closed my eyes again.

"ARGHHHH!" I screamed, kicking something when I felt something cold on my ankle.

"What the fuck!" Jungkook fell onto the floor with an ice pack in his hand, so I quickly sat up with my eyes wide open.

"Oh! Sorry," I quickly apologized as he slowly stood up.

"You never appreciate anything!" Jungkook snapped, immediately getting onto his feet in annoyance.

"Hey! I was surprised, okay?! You shouldn't have-"

"Shouldn't have brought the ice pack for you?! Is that right?!" He quickly leaned over to glare me right in the eyes. He's mad.

"I-I... You- Uh..." I stuttered as I stared into his eyes, not knowing what to say.

Speechless, we grew hushed as Jungkook hovered over me. He was close... I can feel his warm breath brushing against my cheeks. Flashes of the old memories flooded my head again. Me in his arms- The mansion door opened, and someone flicked the lights on. Taehyung abruptly stopped in surprise when he saw us... oh.