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Chapter Twenty-One

You opened your mouth to question him, but you froze in your spot, hand snapping over your mouth as another figure emerged from the wall, his hands behind his back in an obedient manner as he bowed slightly to his master.

"T-Taehyung?"

The blond couldn't look you in the eye-not in his condition.

You had to force yourself not to throw up right then and there.

His mouth had been sewn shut.

Thick stitches ran all the way down the extent of his mouth, sealing his lips shut in a permanent silence.

His blood had dried against the thread, which you could only assume made the entire thing even more painful.

"Like it, babygirl?"

Your tear-filled eyes snapped to Jimin, watching as he petted Taehyung's hair affectionately.

"I like him much better this way." He continued. "Far more quiet and less defiant."

"Y-You're a monster." You hiccuped. "H-How could you do this to your own brother-"

Jimin snapped forwards, hand gripping your chin as he pulled your face impossibly close to his own, dark eyes narrowed in anger.

"I've told you," He spat. "You were meant to be mine. Do you think I didn't see the way he looked at you? Or the way he held your hand while I proposed to you?! Did you think I would simply allow that to carry on in my own home!? When you are to be my wife!?"

You couldn't even bring yourself to scream at him, silent cries being the only thing that left your mouth as Jimin, once again gripped your injured hand.

"What I showed you," He began. "That can be-that will be us. Don't think of this as your punishment...I am simply ensuring that the only lips you ever kiss...will be mine."

Your body began to shake as he released you, allowing your body to fall limp against the stone floor.

"Take her to the room and get her dressed," Jimin said, facing his silent brother. "I expect her to look her best for our wedding."

Taehyung simply nodded, blue eyes watching as his brother disappeared through the wall, leaving the two of you alone.

Your hunched form slowly began to move as Taehyung grabbed your uninjured hand, using his strength to help you stand to your feet.

You were weak. Physically and mentally.

You wanted so badly to hate Taehyung. You wanted to think he deserved what he got-that he should end up this way with a brother who hates him....but you couldn't bring yourself to do that.

He was the only bit of hope in this dark place....and he was punished for being your friend.

You didn't make a sound as the mute man scooped you into his arms, carrying you bridal style out of the hellish room and through the mirror you had entered in.

You didn't dare speak to him. Not yet...Not when so many people could be listening.

Your eyes took in the house as Taehyung continued to walk you to your room.

Numerous decorations had been hung, blue sheath curtains and flower arrangements littered almost every room in the house, candle light being the only thing that lit up the dark spaces.

Was this it?

Were you destined to be trapped in the place forever?

Had Jimin truly won this game he had forced you to play?

You rested your head against Taehyung's chest, fighting the urge to faint as he opened the door to your bedroom, walking in and closing it behind him.

He placed you on the bed gently, hands never making contact with your skin as he helped you to sit up.

Your eyes were soft as you stared at him.

"Taehyung.." You breathed out.

The male paused for a brief moment, his eyes never meeting yours almost as if he were ashamed.

"Taehyung."

Your voice was more pleading this time, your emotions cracking through...causing him to finally look at you, his blue eyes boring into yours as they conveyed countless emotions.

Your hands were shaking as they met the cold skin of his face, thumbs brushing the apples of his cheeks.

"This is all my fault," You stated. "Jimin did this because of me. He hurt you because of me."

Taehyung shook his head instantly, grabbing your hands and cradling them in his own as he sat on the bed beside you, desperately trying to reassure you.

"Why did you try to help me?" You asked. "You told me yourself that if Jimin ever found out, he would hurt you. You knew what he would do...You knew that he would...Why, Taehyung?"

The blond haired man gripped your uninjured hand, causing your eyes to shoot to his.

His blue eyes never left yours as he place your hand in the center of his chest, directly above his heart.

Your bottom lip trembled at his actions, understanding sweeping over you.

"H-He knew didn't he?" You asked. "That's-That's why he did this to you.."

Taehyung nodded slowly, gaze watching for your reaction.

"I want to leave." You breathed. "I want both of us to leave. P-Please.."

Taehyung wasted no time in comforting you, his hand moving to rest on the nape of your neck as he pulled your body closer to his, his forehead meeting your gently as his eyes squeezed shut.

This was his way of comforting you...of telling you that everything would be alright...because he was with you.

And he was going to be sure that he never left you alone again.

A/N,

I JUST DID A DOUBLE UPDATE!!!!!!

I low-key love the Other!Taehyung and it's not healthy.

Hope you enjoyed!

Love ya!

-Max