𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐒 & 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 | 𝐇𝐑𝐉

02

CHAPTER TWO
360° of darkness

Stinging pain coming from the left side of her head wake the woman from her deep slumber and that's when she realized her whole new situation. Her hands is behind her back as it is hold together by a handcuff, feet tightly glued to each other with the help of a tape wrapped around it as she is tied in a chair - in the middle of nothingness and pure darkness that evolves around her. No ones there, she's all by herself caged up, fully helpless.

Who would have know that you the world can be this dark? The one's flashing camera lights coming from the paparazzi that once took over her life is nowhere to be seen as it is nothing but pure darkness, there's no illumination or anything and it's eerie. She feels like her whole just turned in a whole 360° as she is just painfully sleeping - limbs starting to get hurt because god knows how long she is tied up there.

Who knows that the two big double doors that is barring her and the fruit of her hard work that she desired being full of sweets and rainbows as a reward of everything she let go wouldn't even last for an hour and immediately turns into a whole different perspective - and it is a dark and full of nothingness.

Not until a squeezing doorknob fill her senses as she whipped her head into different sides to locate where is it coming from and then the sound of a door bursting open and its wood hitting a wall echoes throughout the unknown place. Numerous feet clicking through the hard floor as time ticks mockingly, she can't see anything yet there's everything that surrounds her and that made her so uncomfortable - who knows what will happen next.

“How's life going down here in the basement, princess?” a unfamiliar voice speaks out of the blue as she whipped her head to the right and there she can sense a presence of a manly one that for sure owns by a man. After that nothing comes out from the man nor from her who sits in the chair with some left confidence and fierce attitude pumping through her veins.

“Cut the crap rat, who are you... no who are all of you” that statement that flows off her lips casually made the people around her chuckle is amusement as it comes out demanding than begging, god knows how these kind of people hates that kind of attitude.

A hostage - yeah a hostage like her supposed to be in their knees right now begging to be free or for their life to spared by these men who roamed around the country like demons who isn't afraid of taking someone's life from their bear hands, they're not afraid of it because it's a the only thing that keeps them feel alive. To feel something tickling in the side of a organ that is beating on purpose but is hollow and lifeless - a black hole.

Just like a black hole they destroy other planets as they had contact with it, sucks the whole existence to feed of themselves. A feared one who is not afraid of no one, someone's living and thriving for someone's downfall for they to meet in the same place.

“A feisty one aren't we? Now I know that you're really a daughter of a Zhong Wonhang... oh and specially it's now clear to us that you're the one who raised that kiddo” another voice speaks but this one is kinda deep than the other one that had just spoken. And with that her breath hitch as her mind exploded at the thought of her only family - her younger brother.

“Chenle— don't you ever dare to lay you're crusty finger in my brother's body! heck even in one strand of his hair I swear to god y'all regret existing in this dying planet” she threatened a hint of motherly tone laced in her voice as her internal mother instincts kicks in at the thought of these unknown people doing shit to her brother who didn't even done anything wrong to experience what she is experiencing right now. Oh god if she just knew.

“Well jokes on you miss but I'm the one who usually dyes your little brother's hair” he pointed out making the girl knit her brows in confusion at the reply, the person doesn't even near to the voice of the family's hairdresser which is a 50 years old man and this one's voice is youthful maybe around her brother's age or younger.

Another pair of heels click in the floor making them all come to stop to whip their head in the direction of the sound. She just hear them greet the newcomer too formally as if they're talking to someone they're lower maybe it's their boss who planned all these things, all these things that made her whole effort - all of the things she sacrificed for the sake of the company gone to waste in one whip of a gun's handling in her head can be this bad.

She feels discarded as she represents her 22 years of hard work - yes she is working her whole life off to live under the pleasure of her dad, she'll do anything to please the older and when I say everything - it's a lot. Throwing her childhood, teenage days and all the things that made her feel like herself is the things that Wonhang took away from her daughter - specially a parental love.

“Didn't y'all understand our little princess right here? she said cut the crap then we should cut the crap and see her regretting her little request” the voice come out too dominant for her liking making her flinch lightly at the usage of the voice that is intimidating and scary at it's tone  - and by judging it he might be a foreigner or something that she couldn't point her finger in.

Yet it didn't affect her even in a tiny bit. She still sit there confidently a smirk slowly tugging in the corner of her now smudge lipstick coated lips at her next statement. Then a black necktie falls on the ground as she realized that there's been a necktie covering her eyes for the whole time maybe it's the effect of the gun handling that made her whole head numb and floating.

And there she saw four men around her age surrounding her making a little circle in a middle of stock room, a lightbulb lighting up the whole room while it's hanging on top of her head, some boxes scattered around along side with the rectangular box made out of straight slabs of wood. A male with blonde undercut highlights towering her with a victorious smirk evident on his lips adorned with a side lip ring and a cut next to it.

“Oh babe I'm sorry to break it up to you but that isn't a request, it's a command”

we love a confident badass woman right there!

I hate periods my head always hurt like a bitch in exchange of not having a period cramps ever since I got mine.

yo! renjun's hair is now blonde and not the one described above anymore :(( fck that mf who touched his hair, we're going to miss hot sauce era Renjun tho, but it is possibly have something to do with some repackage album thingy so as my loml, Chenle changed his hair to a pink one.