MAFIA KING'S OBSESSION

As I ran through the dark, empty deserted streets. I could the bus fading right in front of ny eyes. My legs ran much faster than usual just to get on it but it was pure harsh bad luck to miss it. I felt pain in my legs as I came to halt. Deep breaths came in and out of me as I took breath.

I felt I was going to collapse. It was almost night. 8.00pm. The deserted streets with no brightness began to scare me. The dull light coming from the street lamps was more scarier than anything else. It made the street look like a cellar where people were going to be punished for there crimes.

My feet lazily took me to the bench which I had left behind. I had lost a ton of energy just for nothing. I was getting annoyed. All this effort for nothing.

I sprawled on the bench behind me, it felt an eternity for the bus be here. My hands slowly moved to my pocket and pulled the phone out. It had been turned off for quite a moment so I quickly switched it on.

As I did the notification came buzzing, I squinted my eyes in irritation. My hands were fidgeting on the screen.

As i tried to turn the phone to mute. My eyes were glued tightly to my phone, it made me forget about my surroundings.

"Why is this taking so long?" I mumbled as I scrolled through the phone checking for bus arrival. To my dismay, it was half an hour late. I groaned as I saw the time, such a bad luck.

The darkness was getting deeper and deeper. The streets became more deserted as no soul came out and they also had a reason for not being out here at this time. The condition of the town had been deteriorating for last few months now.

All the brutal murders which happened made everyone's skin crawl. Here I sat by myself alone. All of this was off my mind. I had no care about this, as nk thought about such danger popped in my mind.

The alerts, alarm everything was turned off as If my mind has shutted down the whole system. My mean time was spent staring at the phone.

Scrolling through the tons of messages, among them there was my message from my brother.

"Rachel, I'm leaving town for couple of months. Don't worry about me." my eyes opened widely as I read the message and my body straightened up. I couldn't belive he had left like that. Leaving me alone, without informing.

We hadn't even discussed about this and he left. A wave of tension swayed through me. He should've talked to me before taking this action. My heart was pounding in my chest and I placed the phone near my ear, I prayed for him to answer but luck wasn't really on my side today.

It switched to that automatic system. I smashed the phone on my lap and stared down the street nervously. There were still 15 minutes for the bus to be here. I started to text him about how disappointed I was but suddenly as I was typing I felt something on my leg.

I flinched as I felt something crawling on me and Jumped on my feet, a scream left my mouth as my eyes laid on that rat which had now ran to the opposite side of the road right in gutter.

I felt disgusted, my feet were shaking as I took seat on the bench again and pulled my phone which was on the ground.

Now I really felt scared being outside alone. The rat had awoken the thoughts of the other dangers which I could face on the street. My body shivered as I blinked my eyes to clear ny brain ny eyes fell on the figure right across the road.

The only thing visible were thosd white eyes which stared right a me. I trembled as ai noticed those bloodshot horrifying eyes on me. There was no movement in his body.

The only thing he did was just staring. I could feel something crawl under me again but this time it was the fear. I couldn't get up or run away or do anything else. As his eyes were penetrating through my soul. Making me stuck on my position.

As the tension grew more in atmosphere, I saw him moving. Taking slow steps towards me, my breath hitched. He was coming right at me. All the alarms rang in my mind but there was no moment inside me.

I wished I could run but U couldn't. My hands were wet because of the sweat. The moment was of pure danger. Suddenly, the bus came to halt in front of me. Blocking the view of that man. It was my chance to run and save myself.

My Brain immediately responded and pushed me to the bus in front of me. I jumped on it and closed my the doors before that creep could hop in.

My body was still shaking hysterically. I quickly payed for myself and walked to an empty seat but as I scanned through the bus. The eyes again fell outside where I saw that dark figure standing outside right on that spot where Ibwas earlier, waving at me. I felt like was being chocked to death and no more air could enter nor leave my lungs.

I hardly gulped that hard lump in my throat and settled on the seat on the side. There was a person already sitting beside me.

I glanced at him, I panic but there was no motion in him as if he was sleeping? Or drunk I thought..

Again a pang of fear came in my stomach and I jumped on my feet. It was better for me to get another seat. I couldn't afford another freak stalking me or this time more worse, kidnapping me.

Darkness was falling quite quickly and now it was completed dark all around. No street lamp nothing was lighten. I was feeling scared. My eyes went to the man on my left.

He had his head hung low and his face looked paler than ever. My area was reaching very soon. I had my eyes on him and mind glued on him too,

"What will happen to him?" I thought. The bus driver finally stopped the bus with a jerk. Thankfully I was holding on my seat tightly.

The other mans body fell on the ground because of the jerk, he groaned as if he was in pain. It looked like he sas suffering from something adverse. My eyes widened as I ran to him,

"Are you okay?" I yelled out abd turned to the driver, "Sir here's some man unconscious." I told but the busy driver seemed to care the least.

"Take him away, he's just drunk." he spoke wryly as he was done dealing with anyone and he looked tired. The dark marks on his face and the darkness under his eyes made me pity him.

I looked at the man and I found myself in delima. Why was it so hard to choose? I didn't know if this guy was really drunk.

"I'll help you." the driver said dryly and walked to me looking totally exhausted. He lifted the man by his arm and dragged him to the door. I was taken a back. He was treating him like a garbage. I quickly stood up on my feat and rushed outside.

"There you belong you filthy trash." the driver yelled in frustration. " And you, yoy don't always need to be a saint." he hissed and walked away. I stood there speechless with no answer. I looked at the man on the ground.

Quickly I was about to run when something caught me,

" Get help, or you'll die."

"Get help, or I'll make sure you don't get to see tomorrow." he growled at me as he got up. He was bending and had his hand on his abdomen. My body started quaking. I gulped the saliva in my mouth and stared at him as my breath paced up. Without waiting for another second. I turned on my heel and sccuried away through the empty street.

With unsteady legs I kept running. Fear was crawling under my skin. He was injured, no he was shot. I thought. Someone must be behind him.

A body trembled as I thought of the consequences which could be of them seeing me with their target. I had gotten myself in a big mess. It was dark and I couldn't see him anywhere near me. I kept turning my head to see but there was no sign of him. He must have lost me or he hadn't even ran after me. He didn't look in that state either.

Slowly My feet came to halt and I took deel breath in as I slowly staggered through the street someone caught my hand and pulled me to a narrow alley.

It was him, he stared at me as his hand covered arm and other was on my neck, wrapped around it. Ready to strangle me to death.

"If you want to live, do as I say." he mumbled. Even though being shot he had a lot od energy and he didn't looke like he'll pass out anytime soon. I hysterically shook my head on his words and he started to pull me away. He was heading straight. My apartment was also in that direction. I followed him.

"Tell me, which building?" he asked. His voice was weak, it was my chance to run but I couldn't. The way he had clutched on my hand yelled how energetic he was.

I slowly wiped the sweat from my forehead, "the one at the corner." I stuttered. Quickly he started to pull me with him. The street was empty there was nobody outside nor I could scream for help though he was injured but he had a lot of energy in him.

I couldn't take the risk of putting myself in his hands. I just kept following him. He was soon in the building. His hand was tightly grasped around mine. He kept walking and walking without talking.

He was going to take a trunk when I pulled his arm and he turned to me. I quickly cleared my throat and looked at him,

"My apartment in on the 3rd floor..." I murmured. He had stopped for a moment looking at me. I felt his eyes dark and scary so I quickly looked away. My heart pounded in my chest.

He had started to walk again and didn't stop till he reach my apartment. We both stood there silent. His enormous body covered the whole door, I couldn't squeeze in to open it. He was looking at me, I pulled out my keys. I was reluctant about handing him the keys but I had no other options.

Quickly he himself yanked them away and opened the door. Before he could step in he pushed me inside and looked the door behind him.

The keys were still in his hand, he was now shoving them in hia pocket. My eyes stared his every movement.

"Give me your phone." he demanded. I was left speechless as I stared at him, he was asking for my phone. I was locked with someone unkown and now he was asking for my phone.

"Why?" I stammered, I couldn't help but feel scared. "I don't like repeating myself twice." he growled. I flinched and quickly pulled out my phone and pushed it in his hand.

He had moved away from me going deeper in the apartment. There he immediately took his shirt off and pushed his body on the sofa.

I screamed on his sudden action but seemed to care the least. He was groaning in pain. With weak steps I moved to him. There was the true reason of his pain.

The blood had covered his back and there was a deep hole in his skin. I quickly closed my eyes as I saw that wound. There was no way I could bear it. He had his eyes closed too.

"Get alcohol and tweezers quick." he yelled in pain. I was shaking so bad that I didn't know what to do. Everything was tense. He was bleeding and the wound looked quite serious.

My mind had stopped working. I couldn't think od anything else except of standing in front of him still. I was forced to move when he yelled at me again.

"I don't think you love your life." he yelled again startling him. With my trembling body I hysterically shook my head and rushed inside to get the first aid kit. I jad everything in it.

Quickly I handed it to him but he blankly stared at me with his jaw clenched,

" Are you stupid? Get these out and treat my wound." he shouted. He wanted me to treat him when I was the worst candidate for this. My hands shook more badly as I reached for the first aid. The bleeding was getting more worse now and I had to do it quick so I immediately pulled a cotton ball out and used iodine to wipe his wound.

It was definitely the worse thing I had ever seen. From the top I could see something stuck in it then it hit my mind. He must have been shot.

The bullet seemed to be in his body and it was obviously poisonous. I thought. I bit my lip in nervousness, knowing nothing. I pulled my hands away and said,

"there's a bullet in your back, I don't know what to do you need a doctor." I informed but he was admitted on getting treated at my place. He had his phone in his hand now, which looked like he was calling something after a while the call was answered and he gave his phone to me.

You need to dip the tweezers in alcohol to sterilise it. A manly voice came. I was shaken badly but I had to save him. I quickly pulled out the tweezers and dipped them in alcohol.

I'm done, i said as I took out the tweezers. The person on the other side began to talk again.

"Quite carefully you need to pull the bullet out. It's dangerous for him as it's been there for a while now. But you just need to pull it out so get it done." the person spoke.

I took a deep breath in as he told me to pull it out. My heart hammered in my chest as it was about to explode. With a big stone on my heart I reached to his back and moved the tweezers to his wound.

I hesitate for a while then mustered the courage to help him. Quickly I shoved the tweezers in and there was a loud scream enough to make me tremble and the tweezers almost fell but thankfully I had them in my hand strongly.

I pulled the bullet out with all my might but the huge screams of the man had caused my whole soul to tremble.

It was done but I couldn't shrug off the scary feeling. I was still in the past trauma when I heard his voice again,

"You now need to put a cotton ball dipped in iodine in the wound and get it dressed." this was the only thing I understood. Right that moment the call was ended and the pain stayed there growling in pain.

I should've putted ice on the wound I thought. I quickly jumped up and rushed to the fridge. Quickly I pulled n ice bag out and took it to him. He had his eyes shut in pain so I placed the ice bag on his bag so he could feel less pain.

It had worked quite fine. He looked better. I started to dip the cotton ball in the iodine when I thought of distracting him.

I slowly mumbled, "what's your name?" I asked but he didn't answer.

I chewed on my lip nervously and thought for a while then spoke again.

"I'm Rachel. I live here with my brother he's out with his friends. He's much younger than you though." I told him but he didn't show any interest which had made me shut my mouth immediately. I began to work again. Quickly I dressed his wound. The bleeding had stopped which was quite a blessing.

I went towards the kitchen and started cooking, i didn't know what he liked so i cooked various kind of meals. I served the food on the table and made my way to him while wiping my hands,"

"Come dinner's ready." I smiled and lead him to the dinner table..He was walking behind me. I smiled and let him sit first then I also sat in front of him. He looked at me and then at the dishes,

"Do you usually eat this much?" his face was serious, in fact he looked concerned...I felt a bit offended but didn't express it...

"i didn't know what you liked so...I prepared a lot..." I couldn't speak further and looked down. I felt nervous and bit angry.

He nodded and spoke, "you could have asked me, you know?" he was now looking at me, he was now getting on my nerves..

"be grateful and eat I cooked food for you and you...Just eat and don't we don't speak while eating." I started stuffing food in my mouth angrily...

I heard him chuckle and then he spoke, "okay-okay relax...I'll eat."

I rolled my eyes and kept to eating after I finished I left him in the dining room and went to the lounge. I took blankets and covers from my room and walked to the lounge. I started to make his bed when he came...and said.

Jungkook: what are you doing?

Yn: oh your here I'm making your bed....

Jungkook: your gonna make me sleep here?

Yn: yea whats wrong with it?

Jungkook: I'm injured how can you do this to an injured man. I'm not gonna sleep here.

Yn: fine I'll sleep here...you can sleep in my room but don't touch anything. Let me get my stuff from there.

I entered my room and locked my things which had money and my important things and i took my pillow and my stuffed toys with me then walked outside, he looked at me and I indicated him to go....i took him to the room and warned him not to touch anything.

I didn't let him lock the door and then went to the lounge to sleep there. It was a tiring day so I immediately dozed off.

It was early in the morning, when I suddenly woke up by some sound. I was still half asleep when I got up and rubbed my eyes. A sudden pain started to sting me in my neck. It was so bad, I started to rub it slowly. My mind was completely shut.

I had a awful night and the were the consequences of it. My neck was stiff and it was giving me intense pain.

I slowly got up and stretched the arms out. I was so tired, I was still rubbing my eyes to get my vision clear.

Right at that moment i suddenly remembered about the guy jungkook. He was still in my room whereas I was sulking over my sleep. I quickly rushed to my room and when I saw the door closed, my heart skipped a beat.

I bargged inside the room, really to yell and shout but the room was empty. The bed was as smooth as ever. There was so sign of anyone.

My heart was pounding insanely in my heart. I slowly moved to my cupboard and opened it, everything seemed to be in its place but the main this was locker. It unlocked it with the key and it was the moment when I felt relieved.

Everything was in its place nothing was stolen and everything was fine, oh I couldn't explain how relieved I was. I slowly strolled out of the room feeling relaxed but then again curiosity hit me, where was the guy.

I walked out of the room a bit confused. He left so soon, without a note or a word. He was quick... I sighed relaxing myself because it wasn't my problem to think about it.

I went to the kitchen and sat on the chair. It was still early in the morning. I had to keep myself fresh so I could work properly with peace.

As I sat on the chair I saw a note sticked on the table. I frowned and pulled it off. I slowly started to read, writing wasn't very neat which gave me a bit trouble to read a bit.

Dont worry i didn't steal anything i was getting late and you were asleep didn't wanted to wake you up so i just left this note. Thankyou for taking care of me.

-jungkook

I blinked my eyes, I felt a bit embarrassed by the first sentence. I had to be a bit careful and in a rush I might have said something stupid. I closed my eyes tightly as the embarrassment inside me was at its peak.

I had to take a few deep breaths and glass of water to wash it down. It was too much for me, I wasn't regretting getting him here but the biggest regret was the words I had said to him and I couldn't even remember.

I left the note on the table and went to the lounge where I easily sat on the couch to watch some news. It had become my most watched channel since some crimes had taken place in my city.

Everyone had started to become extra careful. Kidnapping, killing and stealing were most common. Past week 3 shops were robbed and now this week right on its starting on Monday a body was found near the trashcan. It was completely mauled, face was so ruined that no normal person could easily look at it.

Today same news of the murder was on the news, the police was taking serious action to find the killer. Everyone in the town felt extremely scared and unsafe. Some also had left their houses just for safety reasons.

The murder had shaken me to the core as it was something very brutal. Taking a life wasn't a simple thing. I thought.

To be continued