Namjoon
I stood still, captivated by the sight of Katlyn in her wedding dress as she gazed out the window. Suddenly, the lights went out, creating a moment of darkness. Searching for her, I noticed a faint glow emanating from the window. Approaching her, I gently took hold of her hands, and our eyes met.

I hugged her and fell once I felt something sharp hit my back.  My eyes widen and I fell to the ground landing on my back. I saw her face, tears streaming. I started coughing blood and everything turned blurry, I got up with all the strength I had left and grabbed her wrist as I felt tears fall down my cheek. I saw the knife in her hands with blood all over her dress and hands I immediately took her hand with the knife and made her stab me again. I groaned
" You H-have e-e-every right.." I said weakly 
" I-i'm Sorry, I love you..." she cried
I just let myself fall as I felt Katlyn grab me and kissed me on the lips as I lay helplessly in her arms. 
"   NamJoon!!... * sobs *  " I held her hand as I slowly died beside her. Everything turned black and I no longer was alive.
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( 10 years later )
Katlyn's POV
My husband, Jin  handed me my newborn baby boy in my arms

I cried as I wish that I didn't have to sacrifice Namjoon because I thought it was wrong to have him. Jin asked me what was wrong but I told him I was okay. I still love them both, I just wish none of this happened. I smiled as I saw the fragile baby in my arms I rocked him back in forth till he fell asleep. 3 days later I was released from the hospital and we went straight home, I grabbed the baby carrier and waited for Jin to open the door to the house. I entered the house to see presents and gives laid out on the table with decorations and confetti. I rested about an hour later with the baby in my arms.
" I love you, my baby, Joon."  I kissed his forehead.


{ End Of NightMare }
Namjoon's POV
I heavenly breathed as I quickly woke up from the nightmare. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and sighed in relief. I don't want to lose her...










Marissa's POV

I blankly stare at the table and think about what will happen to me now that I'm married to Taehyung. I got up outside and when I did I smelled a disgusting scent. I covered my mouth and felt the urge to throw up, I ran back inside seeing Taehyung in the kitchen. I ran to the bathroom as I heard Taehyung following behind me, I let everything go and felt him try to comfort me. I looked up with watery eyes 
" What did you do to Me!" I shouted at him as I whipped my mouth and tears rolled down my cheeks.
" I-I I swear I... d-didn't_" Taehyung whipped my tears and didn't say anything
I grunted and left Taehyung there on the floor as I changed. I changed into a white dress to meet up with my friends because I promised them I would go shopping with them at the mall, I cried as I walked to a nearby bus stop bench. 

Intell I saw a handsome gentlemen walk up to me. 
" do you need any help, young lady?" I saw him have concerning eyes for me. He gently held my hand and it made me blush. I smiled and whipped my tears.
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I asked for the young man's name. 
" Thank you, Jungkook" I leaned over to kiss him

I saw him blush too, I grew anxious about what happened this morning so I asked Jungkook to take me to the drugstore. Jungkook asked me if he wanted to come down with me. I ignored him and stepped out of the car, I walked into the store and looked for pain medicine, and read the warning facts.
WARNING:
. DO NOT TAKE IF PREGNANT
. DO NOT TAKE IT IF YOU ARE PLANNING TO BE PREGNANT 
. DO NOT TAKE IF YOU BREASTFEED 


I got worried Intell Jungkook stood behind me and saw how concerned I was 
"What's wrong baby?" I heard Jungkook speak in his sweet voice as he creased my cheek. 
" I-I don't know " I ran to the front of the store and grabbed a pregnancy test, the test I didn't know I would be taking. I paid for it and saw Jungkook was pale the whole time I was in the store after I grabbed the pregnancy test. I held Jungkook's hand as we walked out of the store and he opened the car door for me. Before Jungkook started the car he asked me something
"Where do you want to go now?" Jungkook started the car
" I need to hide from my husband, he's abusive, he kidnapped me and forced me to marry him," I said sobbing 
Jungkook leaned over to me and whipped my tears, I fell in love with his touch and just closed my eyes. I felt him pick me up and my face got closer and I closed my eyes

I grabbed his neck as we kissed harshly, starving for each other. We barely know each other but apparently, we like each other. I'm married, I could just run away and marry Jungkook. After we broke the kiss I could see Jungkook had lipstick on his lips and I giggled. Jungkook decided to take me to his house and he welcomed me in, I told him I needed to use the restroom so he showed me the bathroom, and after he showed me I quickly ran in there and took the pregnancy test.  After about 5 minutes I heard someone knock on the door,
" Marissa? Are you okay you've been in there for a little more than 5 minutes " I panicked and quickly responded
" I'm okay " I sighed as I heard him mumble something and walked away
I look at my phone to see it was way past midnight and I got a lot of text messages. I turned my phone off fully and checked the pregnancy test. I see two lines, it took me a moment to fully understand what was going on and when I did I started screaming and sobbing where Jungkook had to break down the door to see what was going on with me. 
" What's going on?!?!" Jungkook ran to me and hugged me
" I-I'm Pregnant" His eyes widened and he kissed my hair
I got up after a while and told Jungkook I needed to get back before my husband reports me. I gave Jungkook one last hug and open the door to outside, I stepped outside to meet my husband in front of me. I was in shock, was he following me does he know what happened?

he grabbed my wrist and dragged me into his car and started yelling at me. 

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Marissa's POV
I zoned out as I remembered I was daydreaming a nightmare while sitting at the table, Taehyung talking to me. He caught me off guard and decided to talk about something else. I've had this weird sensation something will happen...






Avery's POV

My dad told me he had to talk to me this morning so I quickly got dressed and rushed over to my parents. I went and we sat at the table we talked about my future and about my marriage. It made me feel uncomfortable but I had to listen, my eyes widen when my dad said I'm having an arranged marriage. I got upset and cried in front of my parents, I bugged them not to but they told me that they already talked to my soon-to-be husband and they were sorry. I ran up to my room and sobbed, my pet comforted me and gave me support. About an hour after the conversation with my parents they called me down saying there was a guest for me. I retouched my makeup and headed downstairs, I looked up to see my parents beside some young man, he looked kind of cute but he was just not for me. I looked at my dad and I could see the sadness in them, I looked down and my dad introduced me to him and the young guy introduced himself.

Jimin's POV

We had dinner together and it seemed like Avery wasn't in the mood. I felt a weird sensation between her and her parents, they never talked at dinner or before that. After dinner, Avery's parents told Avery that we should get to know each other, Avery walked upstairs

I saw Avery walk upstairs in her silky olive dress. It caught my attention that she was beautiful and that I can't wait to marry her. When we reached her bedroom she just ignored me, I sat on the bed beside her and my hand on her thigh. Avery flinched and I got closer to her, she finally looked at me and I laid my head on her lap

In that moment, our faces were close, almost touching, poised for a kiss. But Avery abruptly let go, confessing her lack of feelings for me. Her words shattered my heart. Overwhelmed by anguish, I pinned her down and coerced her into kissing me, insisting that she would marry me against her will. Tears streamed down her face as I held her tightly, oblivious to her attempts to push me away. Her parents knocked on the door and caught Avery and me in an unexpected position. Avery's eyes widened and she immediately burst into tears as her dad swiftly closed the door. Later that day, I mustered up the courage to confess to Avery's parents about our relationship. To my surprise, they agreed and even expressed their support by announcing that we would be getting married next week. As I heard the news, a mischievous smirk formed on my face. Finally, my long-awaited dream is becoming a reality.

Years later, Avery and our unborn baby were involved in a devastating car accident. As a result, I have been battling with depression, which continues to affect me. The only solace I have left in my life are my two children: Park Benjamin, who is now 15 years old, and my youngest, Park Leo, who is 4 years old.

Park Benjamin:

Park Leo:

Avery's lack of initial love for me doesn't diminish my desire for her to be free from suffering. Despite this, I believe she still loves me, and I hope that providing for our family will bring her happiness. Our sons, Benjamin and Leo, were eagerly anticipating the arrival of their baby sister, but they were deeply saddened by the news of the accident. It remains difficult for me to accept that both the love of my life and our unborn child are no longer with us.

Isabella's POV

I have come to accept Yoongi in my heart fully. I cherish his warm touches and admire his beautiful dark eyes. Reflecting on the past, I deeply regret the hate I once showed him. It pains me to think of how I ran away on our wedding day and ignored him. About a year later, Yoongi allowed me to go out more frequently. I was thrilled by this newfound freedom. 
One evening, Yoongi took me to a fancy restaurant for a date. I indulged in a substantial amount of food. However, I began to feel unwell the following day and experienced persistent vomiting. Initially, I attributed it to the food and dismissed it. I asked Yoongi for permission to visit Katlyn, and he granted it. Upon arriving at the Kims' house, I found Katlyn opening the door, looking exhausted while holding the baby. I gently took the baby from her arms, and she invited me inside. We settled in the living room, where I proceeded to recount the events of the previous night's date. I described the food I had consumed and speculated that overeating might have contributed to my discomfort. Katlyn asked for more details about my sickness. I mentioned last week that I wasn't feeling well, attributing it to not eating. However, Katlyn's reaction caught me off guard as she pulled out a pregnancy test. My eyes widened at the unexpected revelation. The thought of having a child with Yoongi had never crossed my mind. As I reflected on it, I couldn't help but frown, considering Yoongi's tendency to only get along with family and close friends.
After taking the pregnancy test from her, I went to the bathroom. During the 20 minutes I spent there, I was anxious and texted Marissa for support. Eventually, I mustered the courage to check the test. To my dismay, it showed a positive result. Overwhelmed with emotions, I cried as I saw the two lines. Upon leaving the bathroom, I hugged Katlyn, who was waiting by the door.


Tears streaming down my face, she embraced me tightly, prompting me to reveal my fears about starting a family. I admitted that I hadn't asked him yet. With a chuckle, she urged me to do so and pushed me out the door. As I got into my car, she shouted her excitement and told me to keep her informed. Worried about Yoongi, I returned home quietly, unlocking the door and tiptoeing inside to see if he was waiting for me. The darkness had settled in, amplifying my anxiety.

I see him lying on the couch with his eyes closed mumbling something that I couldn't make out. I crawled preventing him to hear me and chew me out for how late I am and punishing me. 




Yoongi's POV

I waited for hours after she left, regretting not putting a tracker on her. I hesitated to contact her, not wanting to seem overbearing or desperate. The passing time felt agonizing, and I glanced at the clock: 11:47 pm. I had already prepared and cleaned up dinner. Exhausted, I found myself murmuring to myself on the couch.
" Why?? what am I doing wrong??" I kept repeating to myself intell I heard the door open.
I closely saw Isabella walk ignoring me going to the bedroom to set her things down

I held her hands and kissed her, then pinned her against the wall and grabbed her waist roughly. She winced and held onto her stomach. Concerned, I asked her what was wrong. She looked down and said it was nothing. Noticing her actions, I coldly mentioned that I had noticed her moodiness lately and asked if she needed to tell me something. She denied it, but I gave her a glare. Before I could say anything else, she interrupted me and shouted that she had already told me no. I got angry and pinned her on the bed. She weakly told me to let go, but I held onto her tightly. I held her face to make her look at me and asked what was wrong. She glanced at me briefly and looked away. This made me even angrier, so I raised my eyebrows and asked if she wanted punishment. She started crying, and I realized that I might have done something wrong. I tried to calm her down, but she wouldn't stop crying until she finally told me that she was pregnant. My eyes widened in shock. I remained motionless for a period of time until I regained my composure. I released my grip on Isabella and proceeded to enter the kitchen. With purpose, I retrieved a knife and fixated my gaze on it. A wave of realization washed over me as I uttered to myself, "What have I done?"  Tears streamed down my cheek as I prepared myself for what I had to do. Approaching the room, I discovered Isabella was not inside, the restroom door was locked. After persuading her to come out, I broke down, plunging the knife into her stomach. Witnessing her bleed out and collapse, I collapsed alongside her, weeping over her lifeless body. Amidst my tears, I apologized profusely. Eventually, I mustered the strength to retrieve my knife from the drawer. Bending down to kiss her forehead, I fired a shot into Isabella's stomach. Overwhelmed with grief, I sank to my knees, pointing the gun at my head. Counting to three, I succumbed to darkness, ending the lives of my wife, our unborn child, and myself.

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