Girl Meets Evil

Part 1

'On my way to the local coffee shop, I think a lot about different stuff circling around my mind. Things that are completely secret and I don't want to talk about... At all......... Okay, if you truly want to know, I always wonder why I can't find one guy that would be there to protect me, love me, care for me. Any guy that I have been with so far pushes me out of his life, or I later find out that he is married.'

I walk into the coffee shop and don't even order coffee, I just sit at a table typing on my phone. I hear loud voices around me all sitting at a table next to mine. I look over to them and give them all a death stare. One of them gets the memo and sits down instantly, almost as if he is scared of me. He's really cute and he is wearing glasses.

A few of them are fighting over something one of them is holding, making the others angry, except the one I just glared at, who looks scared to death. But, as I'm sitting here trying to figure out what his problem is, he suddenly makes eye contact with me, causing me to look away quickly. I look the opposite direction, but when I look back a few seconds later, he's sitting right next to me. "Is there a problem?" He asks me suddenly. "I was just about to ask you the same thing..." I reply. "Answer me first." He says sternly. "No problem... Why?" I answer. "You were staring at me." He says. I argue, "I'm just trying to figure out if you are okay..." He says, "No, I'm not okay." I ask, "Well then, what's wrong?" "Nothing. I'm fine." He says abruptly. I question, "And how did you get over here so quickly, suddenly, and quietly?" "Hey, Hobie Hyung.... Who's that?" One of the guys ask. He looks deeply into my eyes for a second until I open my mouth to say something, but he says it before me. "Y/N." I look at him surprised. "Is she your girlfriend?" One asks. One of them gasp, "We're not supposed to be talking to humans, J-Hope." He looks back at me and says, "So?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. So much hatred..." The guy says. He rolls his eyes at them and says, "I'm Jung Hoseok. Call me Hobie or J-Hope. And don't worry about that 'don't talk to humans' stuff, they just don't know how to be nice." He holds out his hand and I shake it. I scoff, "I can tell." He pulls his hand back and looks at it with a quiet hiss. "Can we keep her?" One asks. "No. You can't keep me." I say. "Oh really?" The guy argues. "Well, Hyungs, she did talk to Hobie. We shouldn't have came here." Another one of them says. Then another, "She better not be annoying." "Oh well." The quiet one says. "You're not keeping me." I say firmly. Hobie sighs, amused, "Shit this is great." He kicks back in his chair. I notice that one isn't there anymore and suddenly feel a rag against my face, closing my nose. "This is only the beginning." The guy says. Then I black out.

I hear voices around me and try to move. I manage to sit up, but realize that my left wrist is attached to the bed by handcuffs. I try to slip my wrist out and begin thinking about what they could have done to me while I was asleep. I start to panic a bit and start to cry a little. One walks in and says, "It's okay. You don't have to cry. You're safe." I look up at him and he says, "I'm sorry, you don't know any of us, but my name is Taehyung." He smiles cutely, which makes me smile back. "Why are you talking to the prisoner?" A guy says, walking in. "Y/N, this is Jimin." "I wasn't talking to her, I'm asking you." Jimin says. "Okay, damn. I was just saying hi." Tae replies. "You and your fucking lies, Taehyung." Jimin says. "What lies?" Tae grins at me. I giggle. "Something funny, Ms. Princess?" Jimin asks me.

"Be nice to her, Jimin." Another voice says, walking in. I smile at him and he smirks and winks. "Hey, baby. Name's Namjoon." "Namjoon, you flirt." Jimin says. Namjoon blows me a kiss and another voice comes in holding a knife, "Shut up, guys, can't a guy get some slee- Oh." He clears his throat, "She's awake." He walks into the room and throws the knife at a desk with a mirror above it a few feet next to me and it cracks through the mirror and stays. "My name is Yoongi. Call me Suga." "Why did y'all even bring me here? Where am I? Are kidnappers really this nice? Where's J-Hope?" "Calm down, damn. You make me wanna throw up. You and your many questions." Jimin says. "You're at The Bangtan Mansion. Yes, we are nice, but not kidnappers. We brought you here because they'll kill you. And J-Hope is in his room pouting." Another voice says. "There you are, Kookie." Namjoon says. "Oh. Yeah. I was eating a bit." He replies, licking his fingers, blood on his hands. "Don't be rude, introduce yourself." Another voice says. "Yeah. I'm Jungkook. Call me Kookie." The other guy says, "Call me Jin." "Okay." I say.

"I think she knows everybody by now." Suga says. "Ugh. If they find her, they'll kill her and us right after." Jimin says. "They might not kill us directly just yet... And they definitely will not kill her. They don't kill humans." Taehyung says. "Then why the fuck did we bring her here?!" Kookie asks. "Calm down, Kookie, damn! She saw us and touched Hobie. They'll torture her to almost the point of dying just to find us, but they won't kill her." "Okay. I don't get it. Y'all aren't human or something?" "Nope." Jungkook says. "But human scent... They'll find us right away." Jimin says. "Drop the subject." Suga says. "We're- I guess you could call us angels." Jin says. "No one is more angel than you though." Namjoon says, winking. "Aish, Hyung. Shut up." Jimin says. "I'm just telling her the truth." He says with a cute smile. Suga says, "Damn it, you idiots, we weren't supposed to tell her about us being angels." "Oh well. We need to choose someone to watch over her." Jin says. "Yeah... Ah... A guardian angel..." Taehyung says. "I can do it!" Jungkook says, raising his hand. "A kid like you? Nope. We need someone she can trust... One of us that she... Has chosen..." Suga says with a big smirk. They all look at me and smirk. Jimin says, "And I know just the guy."

I stare at them blankly, trying to figure out what they're talking about... then I understand... It's J-Hope. I guess you could say that I trust him because he's the only one I have had a small conversation with, back at the coffee shop, but... I barely know any of them. Jimin grabs my wrist forcefully and unlocks the handcuffs then drags me to another room. He just throws me in. "Have fun." He says. I look around the room. It's dark, no lighting. I can't even see my own hand, which I'm holding from the pain of the handcuffs. I hear a sniffle and get scared. "Who's there?" A voice asks.