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Rapmonster: Stubborn

CREDIT TO:  That_Otaku_Friend125
SHE GAVE ME INSPIRATION FOR THIS I LOVE HER SO MUCH BECAUSE I WAS KINDA STUCK ON THIS FOR A WHILE

GO CHECK THIS USER OUT CUZ SHE'S SO FREAKIN AWESOME

This is a part 2 to Rapmonster: Daddy's Little Girl.
I think i did ok for this one, not the best. If you have any suggestions please comment that so I can fix my horrendous stories!

WARNING: BLOOD BLOOD GORE KILLING

Jin's POV at his house:

My thumb fumbles with the pen in hand, the phone ringing dangerously loud against my ear.

"Please...pick up." I bite my lip anxiously. After two more rings, the line picks up.

"Yoongi' It's Jin! I-"

"Hello we are not available now. Please leave your name and phone number after the beep. We will return your call."

BEEEEP

"Dammit!" I throw the phone onto the floor, clenching my fists with anger. "Why won't ANY OF YOU HELP ME?"

An image of (y/n) pops into her head. Her smile and twinkling eyes when I gave her the EXO tickets make my giggle suddenly, but halt when I what Namjoon.

What he turned her into.

My stomach lurches with anger.

It's been two weeks since I had that incident with Namjoon and (y/n). Now she's hollow inside, no more bright emotions and extremely paranoid all the time.

I tried texting her multiple times, asking if she was all right. She always replied back with an "I'm fine."

But is it her or Najoon talking?

He's taken and controlled every aspect of her life.

And it's made me sick.

Something needs to be done to that ducker.

I lean down and pick up my pink phone, whispers of apology rolling out my tongue. It's only when I'm studying the outside pink surface that it vibrates in my grip. I quickly open it out and check. My eyes widen beyond their original capacity and a gasp dries my throat, making me cough.

It's (y/n). She's replied with a message.

Help me. Please.

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The message is gone, but it's forever burned into my brain.

She's finally come out, and she's asked me for help.

And I will

I can't be alone though.

I move to sit cross legged onto the couch, immediately speed dialing another number.

"Hello?" The deep voice picked up and I cried out of relief.

"WHAT THE HECK, TAE? YOU DIDN'T ANSWER MY PREVIOUS CALL!"