"It will only be for a minute," I pick up my pace to leave the little house made of brick. Just like a prison. How ironic.
"Dad won't be happy," I almost wince at my older brother's words.
"He won't be happy whether I go out or not," with that I rush out leaving Jimin behind.
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A sunflower here, an oak tree there. I never learned to cherish nature until I felt like a prisoner. Freedom is always taken for granted, I even did at one point.
But one day I won't be my father's prisoner. I'll be free.
I pull at my long sleeves when I hear the sound of faint footsteps behind me.
I quickly look around my surroundings, then resume my walk in nature. Though I can't shake the thought that someone's watching me.
Should I turn back? Good idea.
Before I can turn to return home, a hand covers my mouth and a gasp leaves me. A gasp that contained all my peace and serenity now gone and not coming back.
I scream even though no one will hear me.
"I know, I know it's not your fault. You were born this way. That shouldn't mean you have to pay the price," my body shakes and I'm more confused now than I was before. "But God," I can hear him taking in a breath, "you smell divine," I can feel his breaths from his whispers on my neck. "I'm sorry."
Then it's black.
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Blood and Bread (m) | Jungkook ✔
Fanfiction[Completed] +++++++++++++ "Don't! Why do you need it anyway?" he stays silent and doesn't answer. Once the syringe is pulled out of my arm a drop seeps out. He takes his finger and collects the drop. He looks at his finger then smirks at me, while...
