Painful Beauty

Four best friends, inseparable since Kindergarten have lived normal lives. That was until one snowy December day, something horrifying happens leaving one of the four teens paralyzed. Since then, not one of them has ever been the same but same or not.. romance buds.


8. Chapter eight

Yoongi's POV

​"I'm gonna go outside for a bit. Jimin, I need to talk to you." Jimin and I exchange a shared look. We weren't gonna really talk. Just smoke. We do it secretly because Hoseok and Tae don't approve of it. We head outside and I pull a carton of Marlboro Light's out. I hand one cigarette to Jimin and lighting it for him while its between his lips. Once his is lighted, I grab one for myself. "I don't know about you but I needed this," I sighed, sitting on Hoseok's doorstep.

"Not going to lie, I was craving one for a while but you know," He nodded to Hoseok and Tae.

I nod, completely understanding.

While Jimin and I are talking, I notice a black car drive pass the house a few times. I decided against speaking anything of it because it stopped for a while.

"About that par-" Before I could finish my sentence, a cloth was shoved over my face. I knew not to breathe in as it was chloroform but I panicked. At my last few moments of consciousness, I glanced at Jimin who is already slumped over a shadowy figure.

Some time later

​I groan, waking up with an unruly amount of neck pain. Everything that had happened to me before blacking out suddenly came to me in a rush. "Jimin?" I quietly call out. It was pitch black in the room but I was determined on finding him.

"Hmm.." He groaned. I'm guessing he had just regain consciousness too.

"Where are you?" I stand up, cautiously walking around the pitch black room. After a short while of exploring ​I found what felt like a bed and a foot. "Is that you?" I whisper.

"Yeah," He sat up and my eyes began to adjust. "Where are we?"

"I don't know but it feels abandoned. Do you know any places that are around Hoseok's house?" I'm desperately trying to keep my cool. I watch the news, kids get found years later- that can't ​be me! My breathing sort of loses control and I'm now hyperventilating.

"Hey, we'll find a way." I felt Jimin hug me from behind. "I'm just as scared as you are but I just know Hoseok will handle this. Tae too."

He was right. Our friends were good friends and would just about do anything for us. Hoseok loves crime shows so I'm praying he learned something from them.

Before I could say something else, two plates slid under the door. ​Food? I mean I'm not complaining but why are the feeding us? And good food at that! Yum! ​The plates had meatloaf, fresh corn and mashed potatoes. I handed a plate to Jimin before seeing a light. ​A lamp! ​I turned it on so we could see.

"Whoever these people are, they want us. If we were nothing to them, I'm sure we wouldn't be eating this."

Jimin said what I thought. "I don't know who.. we don't talk to anyone outside of our group." This room doesn't have windows because if it did, I'd already be out. Quick and smart is what they are. My stomach grumbled so instead of thinking, I ate.

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