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"Stop this please," I begged earning a chuckle from him.
"We haven't even started yet."
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A twisted fairytale in which Y/n discovers her own life secrets.
#1 horror
#4 fanfiction
#5 horror-thriller
#7 wattpad
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#3 jhs
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Yoongi's POV
"Y/n?!"
I realized that I was the only one in the library now. Did she disappear right in front of my eyes? My brain couldn't process what just happened.
Y/n is gone?
Did some mythical creature come and just carry her away?
I didn't know who to call for help. If I went to the police, before even taking my complaint, I'd be thrown inside the jail for illegally breaking into her college.
My heart was pounding so fast as I held my head in frustration. Then I saw something lying on the floor so I reached for the object. It was her phone and the book she was holding.
Staying here any longer would be of no use so I left the building just like how I came in with her phone and the book.
Your POV
Feeling heavy in the head, I slowly creeked my eyes open to find myself in a rich looking room.
Alarm and fear rushed down my nerves looking at the unfamiliar room I was in.
My instincts did a great job predicting worse things were on their way the other day.
Sliding out of the silky bed I stroll towards the window peeking out. The entire area was filled with huge mansions just like the one I'm in.
It seemed awfully quiet in here.
Padding towards the door, I turned the knob expecting it to be locked but surprisingly it wasn't. I opened the door stepping out of the room staring at the place with my mouth wide open.
My kidnapper must be hella rich.
I continued to wander around this corridor for a few more minutes before getting down the stairs.
Taking a glance of every furniture that was neatly polished, my eyes land on something familiar.
A black hoodie
Walking towards it I run my hands over the fabric.
Could it possibly be that hoodie guy?
It's not like he is the only one who owns a black hoodie, right?
Spotting a mobile on the sofa table I pick it up turning it on.
"Ahem ahem," I heard a male's voice behind me. I slowly turned around to be met with an extremely handsome yet unfamiliar man.
"Uhm... Sorry," I said placing his phone back on the table.
