Breakfast was awkward, more so than usual. Taehyung and her father sat on opposite ends of the table. A table that was far too big for two people and one that usually only seated a single person. Her father didn't look up once at his daughter when she entered the room, only murmuring something that distinctively sounded like a greeting of some sorts while continuing to eat.
Taehyung, on the other hand, couldn't help but look up at her father at various intervals. He looked very calm and collected, a newspaper perched on his lap and a fork in his hand, the image of a typical father, but Taehyung knew better. She could see how beat up his knuckles were and how there was a scratch on his cheek, one that wasn't there yesterday, but then again thinking about how rushed everything was last night, Taehyung couldn't be totally sure this was true. Yesterday's events seemed to be non-existent to Mr.Kim and neither made a move to bring up the topic, or any topic for that matter. Their meal ended just like it had begun, in silence.
Mr.Kim was the first one to get up from the table. Discarding his newspaper next to his plate, Taehyung's father left the room, once again without acknowledging the brunette. Sighing, Taehyung focused her attention back on her plate. The half empty chinaware was quickly pushed from in front of her, as she got up and walked to her father's seat. Grabbing the lone newspaper, the young girl also left the dining room, heading towards the library as usual to start her day with some reading. Newspapers were rarely seen in the household and although Taehyung could have easily read the latest news on her mobile or laptop, the feeling of the textured paper against her fingertips and the lack of the harsh glare of light towards her eyes felt so much more natural to her.
She had been sitting down reading for quite some time when she was pulled out from her trance by the sound of a car engine. To be more precise; multiple car engines. Furrowing her eyebrows in confusion, Taehyung got up and walked towards the nearest window, moving the curtains out of her way so that she could see what is happening outside. The cars were mostly gone now, but Taehyung could identify them as the ones that usually were occupied by her father's assistants and helpers.
Drawing the curtains back to how they were, Taehyung quickly went out of the library and looked down the hallway. Seeing one of the mansion's maids, the brunette called out her name. Turning around in confusion, the maid walked towards the young mistress.
"Yes, mistress?" the maid said, her hands occupied by some cleaning utensils.
"Hello," Taehyung greeted as she smiled brightly up at the older woman, "Do you know who just left the house? I think I heard some cars going down the driveway a few seconds ago."
"Oh, that was Mr.Kim and his entourage. He got a phone call from a company he's been trying to land a deal with," the maid replied, letting out a small minuscule smile grace her face.
"Will he be here by lunch?" the younger asked, cocking her head in question.
"He didn't specify when he'll be coming back, mistress, but I think he'll probably take longer than that. I think it's better to expect him to come back by nightfall. You know how time consuming his job gets."
"Yeah, I guess so," Taehyung said, her voice trailing off at the end, "Well, thank you Mrs.Jekal!"
"You're welcome Ms.Kim," and with that the maid left to continue cleaning.
Instead of walking back to the library to continue reading, an idea sprung into Taehyung's head. Passing the library, the brunette set her destination towards the stairs leading to the basement. Keeping an eye out for any staff, Taehyung quickly scurried down the stairs as quietly as she could. Her plan could go wrong at any second if someone caught her. The least she was hoping was that there was no one keeping guard down there. If anyone saw her and told her father she doesn't even want to know what would happen.
Finally reaching the bottom of the stairs, Taehyung kept her hands on the wall, trying to find a light switch. After what seemed like a decade, her hand came in contact with a knob and she quickly turned it; the dark hall immediately becoming illuminated.
Unlike the clean and polished upper floors that the staff dedicated long grueling hours to keep, the basement was a sight to see. There was no proper flooring and the walls were rough and shorter than usual. Someone with a taller height than average would definitely have trouble going down this hallway without bending their neck. Luckily, depending on how you look at it, Taehyung was shorter than average so this wasn't a problem for her.
Ripping her gaze from her surroundings, the brunette focused on the task at hand. Multiple doors were lined down the hallway, all made from the same dark grey metal. There was one in particular, that caught her attention. The difference between this door and the other ones, was the little window-like opening in the center of the door.
The door was obviously closed shut, but Taehyung still walked towards it. Gaining a burst of courage, she yelled out a quick "hello" and kept her ear towards the door, in case she heard any noise coming from inside. Almost immediately after she had yelled out, shuffling could be heard coming from inside the door, followed by the sound of chains rattling.
Fighting to gather some courage, Taehyung grabbed a hairpin from the neatly done bun her hair had been styled in and tried to open the door just like she had read a million times in action and horror novels. The act was definitely harder than she had thought and it took her a few tries before she managed to open the door, but finally the clear and distinct 'click' echoed around the hall and the door was open.
Taking a deep breath, Taehyung pushed the door open and was once again was engulfed in darkness. Luckily with the light from the hall, which helped her to navigate where the lightswitch was, the act wasn't as difficult as before, but she still couldn't help but halt a bit before turning the light on.
Turning around, nothing could have prepared Taehyung for what she would see. It was worse than what she had expected and she couldn't help but want to throw up. The girl from the night before was there, staring back at her with the same intimidating glare. Her arms and feet were chained to the wall and upon closer inspection, Taehyung could see bruises forming where the metal cuff was in contact with the skin. The girl's clothes were ripped more than they had been and she could see many open wounds on her body, the most concerning being the one on her forehead that was still steadily bleeding. Despite the facade that the girl was putting on, Taehyung could see the wear and tear the previous night had left on the girl and how exhausted she was.
Wasting no more time, Taehyung quickly squatted down beside the girl to check how bad of a state she was at. Ignoring the looks she received, Taehyung began to unlock the cuffs on her feet and hands using her hairclip again.
"Are you okay? You need to get bandages quick, you're losing a lot of blood. I'll get you out of these chains as fast as I can okay?" Taehyung said trying to break the silence surrounding the two.
The older of the two finally spoke, but it was definitely not what Taehyung was expecting.
"What is this? Are you Kim's little playtoy or something like that? I knew he was messed up but I didn't think he would be that much of a sicko to fuck with a minor. How much is he paying you to stay with him?"
"Huh?" Taehyung was confused the whole time the girl spoke. Her words were spat out, her tone aggressive and raspy and her choice of words were not ones she was used to.
"W-what do you mean?"
The girl scoffed again, rolling her eyes as she stretched out her legs, which were now free from the chains, "Stop playin' dumb, will you? Is this an act that he got you to do? To get my hopes up that I'll get to escape or something? You're really pushing the act, especially with that get up."
Taehyung looked down at her outfit, a pout forming on her face, "W-what's wrong with my outfit? I think I look nice."
The girl ignored her words and instead told the younger to hurry up and get her out of the chains. Pushing her hurt feelings aside, Taehyung obediently continued to pick the locks until they were completely off. Once they were off, the girl got up on shaky legs. Getting up to help her, Taehyung was instead pushed back on the floor.
The older of the two pushed her foot, clad in heavy duty army boots, on the younger's stomach, making Taehyung let out whimpers of pain at the rough actions. Using her hands to try and pull the foot of her, the girl grabbed both of her hands and pinned them down near her head and leaned down so the two girls were now face to face.
Taehyung's eyes widened in fear and she quickly jolted and squirmed to try and get away, only for the heel of the girl's shoe to dig deeper into her stomach causing her to gasp in pain. Realising that her attempts were useless, she immediately stopped moving, mentally sighing when the pressure on her stomach was lessened slightly.
"How can I get out of here?" the girl asked, glaring into Taehyung's eyes, silently daring her to try something.
"W-what do you mean?" Taehyung let out.
"I mean," the girl said, annoyance showing through her tone, "How can I get out of this building without anybody seeing and catching me?"
"The only people in here are the staff, my dad and his assistants went to attend a business trip."
The girl's eyes widened, "Kim is your dad?"
"Y-yeah," Taehyung said, instantly regretting what she had previously said.
"I didn't know he had a child," the older said while smirking, "And how stupid was he to not train you combat and self defense," she continued letting out a short laugh.
"So you said your daddy is gone now right?" Taehyung frowned at the baby tone the older was using now.
"Y-yes."
"And it's almost noon right?"
"Yeah."
"So that means that everybody is going to have lunch right now right?"
Taehyung nodded, too afraid to speak.
"So while everyone is eating, I'll be able to get away. This is too easy, are you sure your father is a mafia boss?"
"A w-what?"
The older facepalmed, "How much did he leave you in the dark, for fuck's sake. Now, come on," she said, helping the younger to her feet, "I'm gonna get myself out of here."
"H-how are you going to do that?" Taehyung said, rubbing her tummy to try and ease the pain.
"Oh you don't have to worry, just leave it to me. You can go and eat you lunch and forget everything that just happened. Wouldn't want your dad to know that his daughter helped me escape would you?" The girl asked, pinching Taehyung's cheek in mockery.
"W-what's your name?"
"My name," the girl put her hand up to her face as if she was deep in thought, "you can call me Suga."
And that was the last Taehyung saw of her for the time being. When her father came back late at night, screams of fury were heard throughout the house; except of course for inside Taehyung's soundproof bedroom where the young mistress was sleeping soundly.
𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣'𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖
2k words and we meet Yoongi. I feel like a lot of you guys thought that Jungkook was the girl but no, it was Suga. There will be a little surprise in the future though we have to get Taekook to meet first which should be really soon c:
How did you guys like this chapter?