BTS: Yandere Horror |1|

Jhope: Becoming the Hunted pt. 2

The feeling of warmth tickled my skin and I flutter open my eyes. It takes exactly three seconds before I suddenly remember what has happened to me. I groan before sitting up, my position still the same as before.

Suddenly, a sharp pain slices my side and I wince. Looking down, I see the dried wounds of my side and I groan, throwing my head up. My stomach whimpers and I lay a hand upon it, feeling sick.

"Mister?"

I snap my head to a see little girl, no older than seven, staring at me from the entrance to the ally. Her eyes wide, and mouth slightly agaped. Her teeth contained two tiny fangs. Was she one of us?

"Stay back..." My voice is hoarse and my eyelids still heavy from my lack of energy.

"I can help you." She takes a step and I raise my hand.

"I said stay back." I raise my voice and shake my head. "The only way you can help me is-"

"I can give you blood." Her black hair bounces slightly as she cocks her head to the side. My stomach growls suddenly and I feel my fangs protruding from my lips.

She reaches into her dress pocket, pulling out a package of red. "Take it," she says and I snatch it quickly. It takes me only once second before my fangs puncture the bad and my lips have latched onto the bag, sucking it's glorious liquid.

She stands and watches me, eyes wide with amazement and hands knitting with curiosity. I finish with a satisfied sigh and turn to look at her.

"What's your name?"

"Hyunnie." She smiles and turns behind her. I furrow my eyebrows at her.

"Where are you from?" I stand up, my ripped jeans covered with dried blood. Suddenly the pain in my side comes to life and I double over.

"No where." She whispers and walks up to me, her hand resting on my wound and I wince.

"What do you want?" I winced.

"To help you." She smiled and smoothed her hand down my arm until our fingers entwined. "I know what happened to you."

I try to shake her off. "I don't need help, Hyunnie."

"You do," she tugs at my hand, "and I can help. Please."

I grunt before shaking her grip off.

"I can get back at (y/n)." I freeze, eyes wide before turning to face her.

"What?"

"You know where I got the blood?" She smiled again, her small canines glinting sharply. She beckoned me to kneel and whispered into my ear.

"Jungkook."
...
There was a clash and a tumble before a bloody Jungkook stumbled out of the room, his face scratched and arm broken.

"Please! Stop!" He yells and point the gun in his hand at me, trembling.

"Where is (y/n)?" I demand with narrowing eyes. The blood from his forehead drips down onto his neck.

"She's...she's not here!"

"Then where?" I turn to Hyunnie, her eyes staring intently at the injured man, tongue licking her lips. I turn back to him. "Will she be meeting me at the church?"

No reply.

"ANSWER ME!" I snarl.

BAM

The gun bullet hits my chest and harmlessly bounces off. This annoys me greatly. I take a step towards him.

"Wait wait..."