Trapped | KTH

61| Choices and Consequences

Your head throbbed incessantly. More specifically, the lower back of your head.

You were confused when you opened your eyes because you were met with nothing but black. It didn't take you long to figure out that your face was covered with a black rag.

You could hear men conversing a little away from you. From what you could tell, they were a little behind you and you were affirmative that you were seated in a car because of the smell of fresh leather and air freshener.

You tried moving your hands but they were tied up and resting upon your lap. The same for your legs but, you felt something heavy placed upon them.

A person.

Your hands reached out to the person on your lap as you blindly touched him around, mentally heaving a sigh of relief as your fingertips held a very familiar pendant.

Taehyung.

Oh no! Taehyung! He's involved in this mess now!

You tried listening in to the conversation going on but it was on no use because the people were talking in hushed tones. Soon, they had gotten in the car. It was two men. One took a seat beside you in the back seat and the other was the one driving, you supposed.

"So, we're still at the park. Do you think we can reach there on time?" The man at the driver's seat asked.

"Who knows? Just start driving already." The man next to you said.

You worked hard on not to give any indications that you were conscious.

So, you were still at the park, huh?

As the man started driving, you began counting. A very effective skill that you had been taught when you were younger in case of getting kidnapped. Then, when you'd reach the destination, you could calculate how much long and how far you were from the original place.

Three hundred and fifty three, three hundred and fifty four, three hundred and fifty fiv---

"This bitch is conscious! I saw her leg twitch!" The man beside you yelled.

Well try sitting in the same position for God knows how long with a grown man on your lap, sucker.

"Well? Knock her out again then."

Oh n---
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Once again, you had gained consciousness.

But then, you had no idea where you were.

You didn't open your eyes and took your time to observe your surroundings more using your other senses.

Your face wasn't gagged and you didn't want to alert your kidnapper. You could make out that you were seated upon a chair and tied to it. If anything, the pain in your head was soul-tearing.

"What do you want her for? If you want to kill her, what are you waiting for? I'm sure it'd be easier to take her life when she's unconscious." It didn't take you a longer than a microsecond to identify the voice of the
man you loved.

"Who told you I'm here to kill her?" An unfamiliar voice spoke.

It was sweet. Sickeningly sweet---but it did sound like you'd heard it before, although you couldn't pinpoint where.

"And, even if I were to kill her, sure it'd be easier when she's unconscious. But, where's the fun in that? Ain't I right, Lee Y/N?"

Since he knew you were awake, there was no use in pretending anymore so you went ahead and opened your eyes.