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☆ Episode 41

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⚠️Warning :
This chapter includes mentioning and intend of rape and violence. Please read with caution or skip if you are triggered by such topics.

I'll assume that you read the warning and read at own risk.

Wonho
As soon as his name fell everything changed.
Nothing matters as longs as my loved ones are well. This is why I don't have a choice.

I trust Wonho, right?

He wouldn't possibly hide anything too bad from all of his members.
He wouldn't do that, right?

I still need to make sure nothing will happen to him.

Wonho's POV:
"Do you think Hyejin is back?" Shownu asks walking next to me. The both of us went out to get some groceries.
"I guess, it's evening after all and Hoshi has work too." I shrug trying to sound not too invested.
"Oh come on, you can't fool me with that cheap act. Out of all the members you're the one caring the most for Hyejin." Shownu giggles. "Of course just because you're like a brother to her, nothing else."

My cheeks heat up as I helplessly try to ignore Shownu's teasing words. "Of course, what else would it be. I have no clue what you're indicating."

"Hmhm" Shownu nods sarcastically. Gladly the sound of his phone notification grabs his attention.
I let out a sigh. Saved by the bell, or rather notification.

As the screen lights up Shownu's lips curve onto a smile, a silly one. "Shownu ssi, you're smiling like an idiot. Don't tell me you have a girlfriend."

Now it's his cheeks taking a light shade of red.
"Tch, I can't believe you were teasing me just now."

"Yah, stop it. She's not my girlfriend, just someone I met a few days ago." He slaps my shoulder

"Uhu sure, we'll see about that." I say as I search for my keys and finally open the entrance door to our dorm building.

"Hey, did you get snacks?" Changkyun greets us as we enter the dorm.

"Hello to you too." I say giving him a disappointed look.

"Sorry." Chankyun bows "Hello, did you get any snacks?"

"Oh did I hear snacks?" Jooheon rushes over from his room.

Shownu and I shove the bags into their hands
"Look for yourselves."

"Ah hyung stop! Don't take your shoes off!" Kihyun walks over, trash bags in his hands. "Can one of you throw these out?"

I groan "Just give them to me."

"Where's Hyejin by the way?" Shownu asks taking his jacket off.

"I don't know she hasn't returned yet." Kihyun shrugs.

"I'm sure she'll be back soon."

A cool breeze greets me as I step out, time has been flying and it's winter already, though the first snow hasn't fallen yet, the temperatures are getting colder with each day.

I smile to myself. There's this tradition that if you confess to your loved one once the first snow of the year falls, you'll stay together for a long time. I wonder if I'll ever be able to experience that with someone.

By now even I have realized that that special someone isn't far away. In fact she's the person I'm closest to, someone I'm constantly around. Moments without her, I remember how much I miss her when she's not with me. Even my members knew it before I did yet there is no possibility for an "us" to exist.

How the hell am I thinking about these things on the way to the trash though? And why is it so far away from the building?

Hyejin's POV:
Once again I'm strolling out in the dark.
Once again heading somewhere unknown.

There's this one big difference, this time I'm fully aware that Youngchul and I will cross paths.

I'm not scared, rather nervous. But not because of the things that might happen to me. No, it's about the things that might happen to my loved ones because of me.

My steps halt in front of a rundown building.
LED lights are forming the word 'Motel' in a dark shade of red.

I sigh and open the door. Clouds of smoke and the heavy smell of cigarettes fill the eerie room that is lighted by some more LED lights. Other than that the flashing of a tv display gives some light to the entrance.

"Miss? Are you sure you're at the right place?" The raspy voice of man sitting behind the desk makes me shiver. I turn around. The middle aged man holds a cigarette between his middle and index finger, the tv behind him showing a soccer game.

"I think so, I'm here to meet Kim Youngchul."
I cough as the the man huffs out a cloud of smoke, directly into my face.

"Oh, he said that he's expecting a visit from a young lady if I'm correct. Let me check."
He flips through a few pages in a notebook.
"What's your name?"

"Hyejin" I quietly say, uncomfortable with the fact that he'd know my full name.

"Last name park?"
I nod hesitantly.
"Room 119, second floor."

The guy points to the stairs across the room.
Slowly I go up, wondering what will happen in a few moments.

119
That's the room. I knock.

"Why hello there, princess. You're really fast. I bet it's because you missed me so much."
Youngchul gives my a grin and makes a move for me to come in.

"What do you want from me?" I sigh.

"Why are you acting so cold, let's enjoy this evening and talk a little. Before we -you know..." His fingers move up from my neck to my chin.

"Don't f*cking touch me." I shove his hand away. "What do you know about Wonho?"

"Oh I see, you really wanna know huh? But princess everything has its price, you know." Youngchul takes a few steps towards me. Instinctively, I walk backwards. My instinct is telling me to do something, run away, call the police or punch him to death, anything to survive.

"This time I don't want any disturbance." He pushes me on the bed.
I look at him in disgust, my heart beating faster and faster, remembering what happened in the past. Back when I was defenseless, back when the place I though of as the safest became a place of horrors and nightmares. Back when my own mother was willing to sacrifice her daughter.

My eyes widen as I fix them on Youngchul, who's standing in front of me smirking. He's slowly undressing as he takes slow steps closer to me.

For a short moment I travel back in time, experiencing the same fear of this man. It's the same darkness, the same loneliness as it was back then. A dark room that became a dungeon to me, just like my childhood room. It wasn't full of toys and dolls, it was full of fears, terrors and nightmares.

My mind slowly fades away, and I can't control my own body anymore as it screams in rage, rage that had been hidden for so many years in my own fear.
I can't I control my body. Not as it jumps on Youngchul, not as it throws punch after punch in his face and not as it grabs his throat choking him while he helplessly gasps for air.

A/N:
Well I don't have anything to say I guess.
Except for: my mental state is shit and it's getting worse with each day.
I hope you're still somewhat enjoying the story and the progress.