***TRIGGER WARNING***
This chapter includes mentions and acts of mental/emotional and physical abuse, g*uns and other weapons, torture, and non-consensual touch. If any of these things or things of similar nature are difficult for you, please do not read this chapter.
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"Zane..."
He brings his finger under my chin and pulls my face up so that I can look at him. I can't. If I look at him, this becomes real and this can't be real.
"Did you miss me, Beautiful Girl?" he asks me. I pull my face away from him, disgusted just by his touch. "Now Eleanor, is that any way to treat the love of your life?" He tells me. He reaches down to my hands on my lap, grabs my purse and tosses it aside. He grasps firmly onto my wrists and pulls them behind me, pushing them together behind my back.
"Bring me the zip tie," I hear him say out loud and I hear the click of heels on the cement flooring. I see a hand reach out to hand him the zip tie and look up and can't believe who I'm seeing.
"Ji-Woo?" I say, my mind so completely blown.
"Hello Eleanor," she says nonchalantly as Zane walks behind me to zip tie my hands together behind me.
"Can you believe how easy it was to find someone who would help me get to you? Turns out, she's in love with one of your boy toys and you took him from her so she wanted you gone as much as I needed you to come back to me. You thought it was a coincidence you'd see her often? You're so clueless. You just saw her yesterday too, right? She knew this was going to happen today, she was just making sure plans hadn't changed," Zane says as he tugs on my wrists, the stinging pain as he pulls the zip ties tightly. They were helping each other out the whole time.
"Ji-Woo did an excellent job of trying to make you see the truth but you just couldn't accept it. You kept believing that stupid kid and taking him back," he mocks.
"What do you want from me?" I ask him as he comes around to stand in front of me. He drops into a crouch, placing his hand on my bare thigh and I'm repulsed. His fingers run up and down my bare skin.
"You look so beautiful tonight Eleanor. Too bad those pretentious, pathetic little boy band boyfriends of yours won't be able to see it," he says as he leans forward and places his mouth on mine. I try and pull away from him, completely nauseated by the way his touch feels on my skin. It's the exact opposite of what I feel when I kiss the them. My stomach knots and I literally can feel the bile in my throat. He grabs my chin and holds me still as he continues to kiss me. I feel the tears start to roll down my face. He moves his mouth down to my jaw and neck and I keep my eyes closed because I can't bare the thought of watching him ruin me, torture me in this way.
"Oh come on Eleanor, you used to love it when I kissed your neck, remember Beautiful Girl?" He taunts me. That does something to me, it infuriates me and my rage engulfs me. I pull back and then slam my head against his, knocking him to the ground and causing a splitting pain in my temple. I see Ji-Woo stand in front of me as she punches me hard across my jaw; I can feel the blood pooling in my mouth. Zane get's up and smiles an evil smile at me. He reaches down in the pocket of his jacket and pulls out a gun and my stomach sinks. He takes be heel of the gun and slams it against the side of my head and everything goes black.
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I open my eyes to feel agonizing pain in my head. I can feel the pounding against my temples and the ache in my jaw. I lift my head up to see Zane sitting in a chair across from me. I look around the building and notice that the darkness has fallen. I'm not sure how much time has passed but I know it must have been a while. The coldness around me causes a shiver to run through my body. I bring my eyes to him.
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