I got off the bus an hour ago. I walked very slow and took a big detour through the city, avoiding going home for as long as possible. It was afternoon and I had stayed at the boys' house last night. It was actually the first time I saw Jimin's room, quite surprising how tidy it was. I had decided to stay as there was no way I was gonna come home late again and to an already infuriating mom. She would kill me - not literally.

"Jimin?" I asked with a faint voice. I was so exhausted.

"Hmm?"

"Can I stay overnight?"

My head was resting on his chest as we, and the other guys, were watching a movie at their house. Well Jimin, I and Taehyung and Hoseok were watching a movie. The other's were doing something by themselves I guess. I didn't know.

I turned my head to look at him.

"Umm, I mean I kind of have a lesson at 7 am and you seem like you need some sleep." He smiled and played with my hair.

"Jimin please."

"What's wrong?" His smile faded and his brows furrowed.

I took a deep breath and brought out a smile, "Nothing, I just want to stay with you."

He chuckled, "Okay, Princess. You can stay in my room while I'm at practice then. It'll only take two hours."

I smiled at him, appreciating him with every bit of my heart.

"Why 7 am on a Sunday?" I asked.

"Then I can sleep for the rest of the day." He smiled back proudly at his 'big brain'.

"But you could just- never mind." I shook my head at him.

I picked up my phone, only to see a few texts from my mom.

Nope, not gonna read those

"Wait Jimin, 7 am? That's in 5 hours. Go to sleep!"

"Ya! I'm trying to watch a movie here, can you lower your voices?" Tae groaned.

I quietly opened the door to my house. As there was no one in the living room, I made my way to my room, grabbed my laptop and a few books and left quickly again.

I'mma avoid the devil for as long as possible

I then went to the local library.

Tomorrow, I'm actually gonna be prepared for class

A few hours had went by. The time was unfortunately mostly spent on watching the new drama on Netflix. I'm sorry, but fifteen minutes of studying and then one episode. That's how it works.

Plus I had to stay there for at least four hours to steer clear of my mom when I got home. And four hours at a library can't all be spent on studying... not with my patience and non-existing motivation.

As if the world didn't want me to do great in school, just as I started studying again after another great episode of my new favourite drama, my phone screen lit up.

A message from Hoseok?

My heart fluttered. Finally I got the boys' numbers and we could text whenever we wanted. Most of them at least.

I quickly closed my books and grabbed my phone.

Hobi: What are you doinggg?

Me: I'm at the library... studying :/

Hobi: Studying? Really? On a weekend?

Me: Did you never go to school?

Me: That's how it works

Hobi: I didn't need to study. My brain was born smart.

Me: Oh really? Well not all of us was the popular kid in school you dumbass

Hobi: What!? How are you not popular?

Me: I don't need to be. I'm perfect🤨

Hobi: 🐂💩

Me: How do you delete a contact?

Hobi: 🤣

Hobi: Anyways, I just wanted to say you need to come visit us again soon

Me: How about you guys visit me?

Hobi: That's not an option😝

Hobi: Can't you come visit us again next weekend?

Hobi: I hate to beg... but pleeeasseee

Me: I'll just jump in Jimin's trunk without him noticing next time he visits🥰

Hobi: Great idea, I'll put some blankets and pillows in there next time I see him

Me: Awesome

I put my phone away, smiling like an idiot. I had missed Hoseok soooo much. Even though I had only hung out with him for about a month, I completely fell in love with his personality and he already felt like a best friend.

I opened my book again, starting the 15 minutes of studying. Yawn.

The lights on the street outside turned on. It was starting to get pitch black outside. I checked the time on my phone. I think I dozed off a bit at last, the library lady dropped a few books and my head jumped up from the table. It was almost 9 pm and the library was closing soon. Also, I had school tomorrow and my mom was assumingly already in her bed reading as usual. I was safe to go.

As I packed up my stuff, I noticed a person sitting at the table in front of me. Black hoodie, covering his face, nothing on the table in front of him, making him seem a little suspicious. I said goodbye to the library lady, and headed out the library quickly.

The wind was cool and feisty and made me shiver a bit. Luckily my house wasn't too far away.

As I turned down the corner of my street, I felt like someone was following me.

I've always loved horror movies and documentaries about murder cases.... I just love the thrill it gives me...

To be honest if Jimin would've let me pick a horror movie I'm pretty sure I would be the one hugging him and telling him everything was gonna be fine.

Side effects of watching too much of stuff like that is overthinking. Worst case scenarios, suddenly seem like they could happen any moment.

Omg it's my turn. It's my time.
What's my documentary gonna be called?

I sped up my pace, only a few blocks from my own house.

Wait, I can't go home now! They'll know where I live!!

I glanced over my shoulder for the first time, noticing no one was there.

But that's what they always think. There's always someone there.

Thinking back on all the abduction and murder cases I had seen and heard about - I'm not crazy - I went straight to my own house.

The victims always choose not to go home and look how they all ended up. Fright makes you overthink and in situations like these, you have to keep your cool and think rationally.

No people in sight around me, I was still panting, my heart beating faster than ever thinking it was its last beats. Totally unnecessary, I freaked myself more and more out and I jogged the last bit to my door.

I scooted inside, letting out a big sigh as I locked the door and leant against it.

Phew, not my turn after all

It was only then the real horror hit me.

The devil. On the couch. Waiting for me. Back straightened. Lights and TV turned off. Starring straight into nothing.

Very slowly, very dramatically, she turned her head towards me. Fangs showing from beneath her top lip. Devil's horns spiking up from under her hair. Wings, dark dark red, sprouting from her back. Bright yellow dragon eyes shooting at me.

"You're home late."

au.n.
Do you guys like horror?

I LOOOVE horror movies and love listening to murder case podcast when walking my dog in the evening... my friends thinks I'm weird, but I just love the thrill and adrenaline it gives me🕺

Also the point wasn't to scare anyone as I don't know how to build that tension... I just wanted to write how I feel often. I'm freaking out myself too much, getting paranoid over the slightest things, like chill girl💀 but I like being scared about stuff like that... kekeke

What about y'all?

ALSO GUYS WTF HEYSHDJDJ JUGGKOOOOOKK

AND HOSEOK WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK YOU CRIMINAL, WHAT WAS THAT TONGUE FOR!??!!!