Red String ~ {KTHxR}

5: Followed

Look at that face. Disgusting.

I shivered at the harsh and hostile hiss in the words, words that were being emitted from the dark fog, I could tell.  

How do you have friends? You're hardly likable.

Don't talk to them anymore, all you do is bore them to death.

They only talk to you out of pity but once your back is turned they speak of you harshly. 

'No Hitomi!' I thought desperately. 'Don't believe a word those 'beasts' say. You're friends love and admire you, don't give in to those lies.' I pushed open the door, unwilling to allow those abusive words to penetrate her any longer. Hitomi turned hurriedly to see who had just entered the room.

"Oh, hello Hitomi-chan." I said in a friendly tone, fully aware that it was unusual for me to be so informal due to our relationship being strictly distant acquaintances and no more.. "How's it going?" 

"Hi, Y/a-chan." She said, mimicking my politeness with some wariness in her gaze. I opened my mouth to speak some more but she pushed passed me and out through the door. 'She's getting worse and I wish I knew what to say or how to help her,' I thought with a sad shake of my head.  

~

"See you Nao!" I called, giving her a big wave. She returned it before turning and galloping down the street, grasped her backpack to make sure she didn't drop it. She had to hurry home as her sister and her boyfriend had come back from a lengthy holiday and were having dinner at Nao's house. I slung my backpack over one shoulder and set off in the direction of my own home, wondering whether or not I should stop by a dairy to pick up some snacks for my lonesome kdrama marathon. 'Or perhaps tonight should be an anime night?' I mused to myself. 

Footsteps.

I swerved around, stomach jolting unpleasantly. No one was behind me. I knew that I had heard something though. I shuddered as an icy wind blew my hair out of my face and rattled the branches of a nearby tree together. 'Oh,' I thought, 'must just be the trees in the wind.' I cast an unhappy eye over the gray (or grey xD) sky. 'I best pick up the pace.' I stormed down the road, legs working furiously. 

Footsteps.

This time I froze. I was still slightly unsure about hearing them as my own shoes slapped against the concrete loudly enough to mask the sound but I just felt as though there was a presence behind me. That strange tingling feeling in the back of my neck. The unwelcome awareness of someone's unfamiliar eyes invading my privacy. I set off once more but snapped around and just caught the flicker of something black disappearing around the corner of a house. My entire body tensed up. I swore under my breath, turned around and kicked off. I ran, being the ignorant child I was. I slowed recalling you weren't supposed to show fear with stuff like this. It was a bit late to redeem the situation but I threw my shoulders back nonetheless and marched proudly down the street, head held high. I prayed that whoever was following me couldn't see me shaking with, not the cold but panic. 'They will know that I know I'm being followed,' I thought frantically. 'I mean I did run and now I'm acting all weird. What if they attack me?'  Thousands of scenarios raced through my head. Scenarios of being kidnapped or attacked. My brain built up sudden thoughts of counter attacks, my knee smashing into the stranger's groin as they naturally took the form of a man. 'I'm sure that it was probably just a cat disappearing around the corner, or perhaps even someone walking the opposite way. There's no way something like being stalked would ever happen to me.' The thoughts rung desperately in my head as if I was grasping for something to calm myself. My hand dug into my uniform's pocket and I pulled out my phone. I momentarily mused over the idea of popping my earbuds in and listening to some music but I pushed the idea aside. I wanted to be ready and alert for anything. My heart thumped painfully against my rib cage, ready to burst through and make it's escape. My head flurried with unpleasant thoughts and I decided that it would be a good idea to text Jin, if not to plea for help than to simply calm myself and give me a better sense of security.

Me: I'm being followed.

I typed and pressed send. I tapped my nails impatiently on the screen as I waited for him to reply. The small eye symbol hadn't appeared yet, meaning only one thing; Jin hadn't seen it yet. 'Jin, why do you have to constantly ignore your phone?' I silently whined. I pulled my arms in around me and shuddered. 

Bing!

I hysterically groped for my phone again and read the notification. 

'What?' I thought. I had hoped it was Jin but this notification came from an unfamiliar number. My legs carrying me much faster than I usually walk, I dashed along the solitary sidewalk. I stared at the message received from the unknown number. 

Unknown Number: Hey, this is Taehyung! I lost Jin's number and Hoseok can't remember it. He does, however, remember yours.... somehow. Could you give me his number?

I pressed on the number and pressed the call icon and waited impatiently. I could hear footsteps behind me again. I secured my shoulders further back to give the illusion of confidence. The turmoil inside my stomach was making me feel faint. 

"Hello?" Questioned a voice from the other end of the phone. I let out a breath of relief. 

"Please help," I hissed into the phone. 

"Y/n? what's wrong?" Taehyung's voice was edged with concern. 

"I'm being followed." I whimpered.

(AWWWWWW SHNAP! What shall happen next? WHo kNows?! How will Taehyung react to hearing that you're being followed by someone?  Why am I asking all these daft questions?! Oh and she was also whispering so that makes it harder to know who's talking xD Find the answers to all this crap soon...ish)