Stalking You Softly

Chapter Four

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Ship: Sangwoo/Yoonbum

Warning: Age-Gap

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    Stalking You Softly

    Chapter Four

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Bum felt bile rising in her throat. "D-Dead?" She stammered. "Sangwoo, this is too much..."

"Of course not! I'd do anything for you, Bum-ie!" She said, a smile that was way too wide to be comforting. 

"I-I don't want him to die... Please..." The lie felt thick in her throat.

"Don't lie, my love. Deep down, we all want those who made us suffer to suffer themselves." Sangwoo said smoothly, eyeing distastefully at the beaten up sack of shit that was Bum's Uncle. 

"I don't! Sure he's done terrible things but... You shouldn't do this! It's wrong!" Bum cried, but her stalker shook her head slowly.

"You're lying sweetheart. I know you've spend many nights, curled up, crying after her brutally violated you, wishing he would die. What was it you said once? "If he just died, I would be so much happier. Why can't he die already?!" Yes, I think that was it." Sangwoo countered.

Bum's face turned deathly white with shock. "What... how... how do you know that?!" She exclaimed. Sangwoo simply grinned in return.

"Simply really. I put microphones in your room, of course." She shrugged, ignoring Bum's utterly aghast expression. "Though I turned it off when he was assaulting you. I couldn't stand the sounds of that pig doing that to you." Her pretty face darkened dangerously. 

"Sangwoo, that's creepy!" Bum protested. Sangwoo cocked her head as if she didn't understand. 

"Hmm? I'm just checking up on you, sweetheart." She said, as if there was absolutely nothing wrong with planting listening devices in someone's room to listen to their every move. 

Sangwoo was about to say something, but was interrupted by a low groan from the man tied to a pole. Uncle slowly raised his head, grumbling as he tried to make sense of his surroundings. It took him a minute before his slow as shit brain finally made sense of what was happening, and he shot up in shock, accidentally banging his head on the pole. "WHA- Bum! What are you doing here?! Where am I? Why am I tied up?! I swear, if you don't get me out of here, you'll regret it you little cunt–" His threats were cut off by Sangwoo kicking him in his sternum, the delicious snap of bones breaking sounding in his chest.

"Shut the fuck up!" Sangwoo yelled in his ear. Both Uncle and Bum flinched violently. "You... You don't talk to my Bum-ie like that, you piece of fucking shit!" She growled through gritted teeth. "Now you'll pay for talking to her like that, you goddamn bastard." 

She turned to Bum. "So, Bum-ie, how do you want me to hurt him? I'll do anything you want. Anything. I'll break all the bones in his body, one by one. I'll rip out his eyes so he can never glare at you again. I'll painstakingly slowly chop his fingers off, then finish off with his hands, so he can never touch you again. I'll castrate him and shove that disgusting thing down his throat or up his ass so he can feel what you felt. Just say the word, and I'll make him pay for what he did to you."