2 Escape

(Y/n's POV)

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Today's the day you're escaping from your current family, the Smiths. A rich, spoiled family that likes- Wait no wants to get a lot of attention.

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They took you in from the adoption center at Los Angeles at age 14. Showing everyone that they're a good family taking in a lost child, when they only adopted you for Instagram photos. Now, that you're 20, it was alright to leave them. The problem is Thomas, your "dad" wouldn't let you go, so escaping was the only option you have left.

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Before you even left, your "brother" came in the room earlier with a letter just for you. You sat on your bed thinking as you hold the letter that was sent by your current boyfriend, Lee Taeyong. He was your first and only friend ever since you met him. You hated the Smiths so much, but at the same time an advantage to seeing Taeyong. Taeyong's family came from Korea, but he was born here at New York. He's well mannered, intelligent, and oh sexy...

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Both of you started dating when he found out about your ex, Yoongi, fucked with some plastic ass blonde bitch. Yoongi is also Korean, a song writer, basketball player, and you're going to stop thinking about him right now. The day Taeyong and you started dating, you forgot about Yoongi cause Taeyong had eyes on you like a predator keeping its eye on its prey.

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Using your last brain cells, you finally carefully opened the letter and read:

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Dear Y/n,

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I'm glad that you were able to forget that motherfucker, Min Yoongi. That son of a bitch is the reason why I loved you. I mean I still I love you. I've liked you ever since you suddenly confessed your feelings to me. I'm sorry I did not gave an answer that day cause I didn't know what to say, but here we are 3 years together. I also apologize for not being there for our anniversary, my parents made me go to this long business trip. If you were thinking, yes, I'm doing okay.

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Actually, I feel guilty to say I'm doing okay when I'm actually having fun here. It's because of this girl from another family. Her name is Veronica. She is kind, smart, and really pretty like you. Recently, our families announced that we will be arranged for marriage, and I thought yes she's perfect, however I don't want to betray you.

So, Y/n will you wait for me to come back to you??

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P.S I miss you Y/nnie

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From: L. Taeyong

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Tears piled up at the corners of your eyes, getting ready to fall like a water fall.

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It was obvious that he liked the girl. She sounds like a really nice girl and is a better fit for him. Unlike you, your salty around people, you hated everything, and you never reached his family's standards. He even put that he's having fun with her. And if he still really loves you, then where was the 'I love you' or 'With Lots of Love, L. Taeyong'?

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You broke down in tears for a few minutes until your "mom" suddenly came in the room.

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"Y/n it's time to-", she stopped herself from finishing the sentence once she saw your tears. You quickly wiped them off and came back to reality.

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"Why were you crying?"

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"Nothing"

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You saw the look that she gave when she saw you like this. She looked surprise, probably because it was her first time seeing you cry. In fact you never showed any emotions in front of them, you were always emotionless, except when you're with Taeyong.

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"It's alright to tell me dear. Come on-"

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"WILL YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!", you yelled at her bitchy face as you kicked her out of the room.

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You immediately grabbed your things throwing them off the balcony from the apartment you've been living in. You tied a long rope to the leg of the bed also throwing it off the balcony.

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Before leaving the room, you opened a drawer to get the money you've been saving up and a red bracelet that was given to you since you were a baby. You put your money, phone, and the letter in your pocket. Yousecured your hair in a bun, then wore the bracelet.

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"Ok", You said under your breath as you nervously look down from the balcony.

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It was a good thing that you lived in the second floor for your escape to be easy.

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You took one last breath before climbing over the railings.

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The New York breeze blew your face making it a little scary, but you were a dare devil that you decided to jump with the rope around your body making it look like you were some part of circus.

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Once your foot touched the ground, you get into action. Untying yourself from the rope, you grabbed your bag and made a ran to the airport.

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(Time Skip)

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"Where to?"

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"Los Angles"

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"A around trip?"

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"No. One trip"

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"What are you taking with you?"

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"Just my backpack"

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Ok a carry on, you will proceed to Gate C50 by entering security first"

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The ticket lady said as she handed you the ticket. You've been standing there awkwardly because she kept looking at you weirdly.

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It must be because you were still wearing your PJ's only covering the top half with a hoodie.

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You went to the security check whatever it's called, holding your phone, passport, and ticket out.

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"Passport and ticket", the security guard demanded. You gave him the passport and ticket. He scanned the ticket and checked your identity, making sure it's the same on the passport. You got your passport and ticket back, you had to take off your shoes and bag, putting it in a container for a baggage check.

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You then walk over the scanner and you were done, you got your things back.

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After a long walk, you made it to the Boarding Gate C50. You sat on one of the airport seats on your phone reading the unread messages from the Smiths as you waited for your flight to get here.

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Thomas the shitty train

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Thomas the...

Y/n where are. You ?

come back here right now

I wil l call the fucking. Police

Answer me. You sh. It

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Read

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Karen the fucker

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Karen the fucker

Y/n.

You dad is mad.

Get back here right now before he calls the police.

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Read

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Gold Digger

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Gold Digger

I'm so glad u r gone

bye you dick sucking bitch

🖕🖕

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Read

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You laughed your ass off reading your "sister", Sarah's message that you decided to only reply to her.

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Gold Digger

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Gold Digger

I'm so glad u r gone

bye you dick sucking bitch

🖕🖕

Y/n

I'm glad too

I don't have 2 c that

💯%plasticbitchyface of urs sarah🖕

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You smiled at your own message, rereading it multiple times. You never got a message from Tommy, your "brother", you guess he's glad that your gone too.

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Few minutes later, you got bored so you decided to change into something appropriate and comfy.

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Just when you were leaving the bathroom, a group of men dressed in matching black suits circled around you. They all looked like they came from other international countries.

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"You-", You cut the guy off cause you were tired of being stopped in your tracks of escaping.

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"If you want something, get to the point. You're wasting my time", you spoke sarcastically as you glared at the one who spoke. You were aware of the situation, but maybe they just think you look like someone they know.

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He deeply sighed and answered, "Are you the owner of that bracelet"

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You rolled your eyes nodding your head. Of course, your literally wearing it.

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"It's really obvious, but why do they want the bracelet? Do they know anything about it??", you thought.

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"Yeah what about it. You want it. Fine keep it just-", before you even finished your sentence, he covered your mouth with a cloth.

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You weren't expecting any of this to happen. You held your last breath as you try to push the cloth away from your mouth. Before you even try to run, they all had you armed, and the strong scent of a strong chemical in the cloth had entered your nostrils.

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You were too late and had quickly fallen asleep...

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Character Info

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Name: Y/n Smith

Age: 20

Eye color: e/c

Hair color: e/c

Background:

Born in ???. Adopted by the Smiths at age 14 to protect "celebrity image". Hated the family for being spoiled, spending too much money, and wants all the attention. Smart. Very aware of surroundings. A daredevil. Probably crazy. Escape Artist?

First Boyfriend: Min Yoongi Current Boyfriend: Lee Taeyong

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(Author Here!)

Hello! Welcome to the very first chapter of this story. I hope this story goes smoothly and less bumpy like Love From 7 Stars. Thank you for starting this chapter.

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Follow me on insta @mluna_writer

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Reminder: Stay Safe Corona is still out there, Stay Gold, and Stream BTS and TXT

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I PURPLE U! 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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-MLuna 💜

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