Buttons {BTSxReader}

Chapter Twenty

You remained silent, mind struggling to come up with a response to him.

"He may have been willing to wait for an answer before," He continued. "But, you've angered him now...he will demand an answer...and he will demand it tonight."

You shook your head slowly, eyes filling with tears as you moved your gaze to the blond man.

"Then let me go." You whispered. "Let me leave. I-If I leave this place, he can't force me to come back, he can't take me bac-"

"You know I can't do that." He hissed. "I tried to give you a chance. I tried to make everything better. But my brother-"

"ARE YOU BLIND!?" You yelled. "That-That monster has tortured you! He's cut you into pieces and treated you like you're garbage! He doesn't care about you! He is not your brother anymore, he's your slave master! It makes no difference to him whether you live or die, can't you see that!?"

"Of course I can!" He yelled, gripping your shoulders. "But I am powerless against him. I have always been powerless. Even if I wanted to-You belong to him now, Y/n. There's nothing any of us can do to change that...there's nothing we can do to save you."

You jerked away, trying to pull yourself out of his grasp as he took a step forward, eyes widening in realization.

"Taehyung, please-"

"I'm sorry."

A cry of desperation left your lips as he hoisted you into the air, draping your body over his shoulder as he began his trek back towards the house you had worked so hard to get away from.

Your fight or flight instincts instantly began to take over your body, hands sending blows to his back and feet trying to find some way to get you out of his deadly tight hold on your waist.

"Put me down, Taehyung!" You pleaded, tears flowing from your eyes. "You don't have to do this. Please!"

Taehyung remained silent as he walked out of the garden, not even glancing in the way of his other brothers as he continued to walk towards the house.

You didn't see Taehyung's face, or the way his own eyes began to fill with tears as you sobbed against his back, begging for him to release you.

But it would be pointless.

This world doesn't reach as far as yours.

Even if he did let you go...you'd only be running in a circle.

Your body tensed as the blond-haired male reached the steps of the front porch, his brother's standing outside as he entered the house alone with you in his arms.

You shivered as you took in the distinct differences in the home. The usually light-colored wallpaper was now dark and covered with some kind of mold. The usually sweet-smelling kitchen now smelled foul like death and rot. The once silent floorboards now creaked beneath Taehyung's feet as he walked into the study, the door slamming shut behind him on it's own.

The room was dark. The only source of light came from the fire place where the flames ate at the wood placed inside.

A grunt left your lips as Taehyung placed you down in a chair, his hands gripping your wrists and holding them against the arms of the chairs.

A hiss of pain left your parted lips as the wood of the chair suddenly snapped around your wrists, securing your arms in one place.

You gasped as the back of the chair also began to move, the wood shooting out across your torso and pinning your back against the cursed piece of furniture.