𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗟 ⚣ 𝗖.𝗦 + 𝗝.𝗪𝗬 [✓]

chapter nine - psychopath

psy·cho·path
/ˈsīkəˌpaTH/

noun
1. a person suffering from a chronic mental disorder with abnormal or violent social behavior.

choi san

Every time I get close to Wooyoung my heart beats like crazy. I'm not familiar with this feeling, I feel like my heart is going to come out of my chest. I walked up to Wooyoung and squatted in front of him putting both of my hands on his knees. "If I untie you do not try anything," I said sternly and he nodded showing me he understood.

I hesitantly untied his hands and feet, I sighed earning a questionable look from Wooyoung. That's when all of a sudden Wooyoung got up and tried to run for one of the many doors, I quickly chased after him and grabbed him from behind. I tried to bring him back to the chair, I shifted his body where he was facing me and pulled him into my chest. I walked backward but tripped and landed on the ground.

My shirt slightly came up revealing the "X" scar on my stomach, Wooyoung noticed and quietly gasped. I quickly pushed Wooyoung off rougher than I intended, I picked him up and put him in the chair retying him up.

I scoffed and walked away slamming the door behind me. How could you be so stupid San? I mentally beat myself up, regretting untying him. I moved my hand to my lower stomach where the "X" is located, before I knew it a tear was falling down my cheek.

I regrouped myself and headed back into the room, I noticed Wooyoung had tear stains on his cheeks. I sighed and dragged a chair, shortly sitting right in front of him. However, he would not make eye contact with me he kept his head down and more tears started to fall from his eyes.

"Why do you have that scar of an X on your abdomen?" He asked suddenly still not looking me in the eyes. "M-my no good father did this to me" I started to stutter but quickly fixed myself, he looked at me in shock.

jung wooyoung

When we both fell I noticed he had a scar shaped like an "X", it appears to be carved on his skin. After the fall he walked out of the room slamming the door, I could tell he was frustrated. I think it's my best bet to imply with him, if I don't it will make it worse for me and I want to survive in one piece.

After a couple of minutes passed by I heard the door open and shut again, that must mean he is in the room. I had my head down with tears falling down my face. I then heard what seemed to be a chair being dragged, a couple of minutes of silence filled the beaten-up room until I decided to speak up.

"Why do you have that scar of an X on your abdomen?" I asked, I honestly didn't think he was going to answer. I then heard him speak but, out of shock, I looked up at him. I could see the hurt in his eyes, he was in pain and I wanted to know why.

I know it may seem bad but I want to know who this mystery man is, I'm curious about him and his past.

choi jongho

Another school day was almost over and I was eager to go home. I zoned out the teacher that was talking about the lesson, I heard the bell ring and I quickly grabbed my belongings. I rushed out of the building and started to make my way home.

I opened the front door to my house and I was meet with a hand a crossed my face, I instantly felt pain strike a crossed my cheek making me grab my face in shock. I looked up from the floor and noticed my father was standing in front of me.

"You are just like every other kid I had," he said looking at me in disgust, it was obvious that he was drunk. He stumbled over to me kicking me in my stomach, the pain made me hunch over trying to catch my breath.

He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and punched me in my face making my nose start bleeding. "Get up you coward" he slurred, I didn't move from that spot. "That is what I thought" he scoffed and walked away.

He is no father... this is probably what he did to my half-brother. I laid on the floor crying until my mom noticed me. "Jongho!" She shouted running over to me picking me up, putting my head in her lap brushing my hair out of my face.