Stuck

Chapter 24

I screamed in pain feeling the blade in my thigh, "So you can scream, but you can't talk?" he asked getting annoyed.

It went on like that for what felt like forever, constant pain, I refused to talk, he finally left leaving me there in the middle of the room alone and in pain.

It had been a few days it felt like, that guy would come in every day and try to get me to talk, and when I didn't he would cause some form of physical pain.

ususally it would be stabbing either my legs or around my collar bones, he also had cut right under my jaw, I felt like I was going to die.

I hadn't eaten, slept, and I am consistantly losing blood, I keep letting out more energy than necesary when screaming because of pain.

I don't know how long I will last, how much longer I can handel it, I might never see Jisung again, or Doyoung.

I might never see any of them again, I kept thinking about the others wondering what they're doing.

The same guy had come in, he went right in with the same knife, it went straight into my shoulder, I screamed until I couldn't produce any more sound only silent cries in pain.

"You know, I'm honestly impressed, this is the longest someone has withstanded my techniques and still hasn't said a word." he said.

The knife was still in my shoulder, I couldn't move it or else it would be 10 times more painful.

He slowly took the knife out while twisting it slightly, I couldn't move that arm at all, it feels like any more of it and I might pass out, I can't die like this, I still need to see Jisung and the others one more time.

"You better answer before I accidently kill you, and I'll be in trouble if I kill you before I get answers." he said backing away.

I refused to answer yet again, "Fine, I was going to give you some food today, but I changed my mind." he added.

I can handel it, I can go a little bit longer without food, I thought to myself before he slapped me across the face and left.

I'm going to die here, weather I die of starvation or pain or blood loss, I'm never going to see Jisung again, I will never see my brother again.

Maybe I'll meet mom agian, it's been too long since i've seen her.

Maybe it'll be better if I die, they won't get anything from me, there's no chance of me saying anything I shouldn't.

They won't have to constantly worry about me, they could go back to normal, do their normal things.

Another day passed, the same guy came in, I wasn't ready to go through what he had in store for today, I wanted to go back.

I wanted to be back in Jaehyuns embrace, or anyone's, even if it's a member I don't know well enough yet.

I felt a tear fall, "Aww, is someone crying?" he said in a teasing way before running his fingers along my neck, and to my chest.

"What perfect skin you have, are you sure you want me to paint on it?" he asked rhetorically.

he took a smaller knife he hadn't used before, he started closer to my neck but still on my chest.

he pressed down with the knife and dragged it around my chest, I was screaming like nothing before.

This was different from just getting stabbed, it was constant and consistant pain moving around.

Once he removed the knife, it stopped the consistant addition to the pain, but it didn't stop the pain at all.

He left the room for about 20 seconds, he came back in with a gallon of some kind of liquid, I wasn't sure what it was until he started pouring it on all my cuts.

He was pouring straight alcohal on my cuts, "We have to keep you clean, we don't want any infection." He said through my screams.

It burns like hell, it feels like my entire body is on fire, after the pain let down a little bit, I stopped screaming but i was trying to catch my breath.

He came up to me and pulled my head back with my hair, "Why won't you speak?!" he asked screaming in my face.

He kept hitting me out of frustration, my throat was hurting from screaming, and from the lack of water.

I probably couldn't speak, even if I wanted to, after he left, he came back in with a small glass of what looked like water and a piece of bread.

I didn't trust it, I was assuming the the liquid was not water and there was something in the bread, I couldn't trust anything.

"Open your mouth so you don't die, as much as I hate you, you can't die yet." he said coming over to me with the water.

He slapped my face again, "It's just water, I told you before, I can't kill you yet." he said while basically forcing my mouth open.

He poured the water in my mouth, I tried resisting but my body wanted nothing more than to accept the water, I had to say it felt really good to be able to drink water.

He then took the bread, he tore off a small piece and forced me to open my mouth again, he placed it inside my mouth, he repeated the process until there was nothing left of the bread.

After that he left agian, he didn't come back for a while so I assumed I was done for the day.

It felt like it's been forever, it was the same routine every day, it had probably been about a week, since I had gotten here, I wonder what everyone is doing.

A/N: i have a lot of chapters in my drafts that I just haven't edited or posted obviously but I'm doing them now so there should be more within the next week.