Killing me softly (Sangwoo x Reader)

- 4

What I thought was a few days, had passed; alone in the pitch black. Sangwoo would come down from time to time to change my bandages and feed me food, and to bathe me.

It was because he didn't come down often that I began to miss him. I wanted him by my side and to feel his warmth; however his mood wasn't getting any better. Eventually I just learnt to wait for him.

While picking at my nails, I hear a woman's voice above me. My ears turned up like a cat and my heart sunk.

He has a woman with him? B-but he has me?

I try keeping my breathing silent to hear what they were saying.

"Gosh Sangwoo, ahaha. Tonight was quite pleasant. I have to admit I was surprised when you asked me to come home with you." The woman's voice says. It was feint and I could barely make out the words.

"I enjoyed the company." Sangwoo says. With the tone of his voice, he was smiling.

I curl up into a ball, depressed to the sound of him smiling at another woman. That was until I heard a loud crash and a scream. I jolt up from my spot, looking up at the stairs.

"What are you- Aghh!" The woman yells. A thud slams on the floor above me and the heavy footsteps of Sangwoo.

He began dragging the woman to the front of the door, where it rattled and unlocked. He flicks the lights switch on and my eyes are blinded by it.

While adjusting my eyes, Sangwoo drags the woman down the stares by her hair. He shoves her limb body in front of me. I stare at it and notice how beautiful she is.

She had dyed blonde hair and a petite round face. She had a nose ring and red lipstick on. She wasn't Sangwoo's type at all. So why did he bring her?

I look up at him, suprised that his eyes were already on mine. He nudges his head towards the stairs and speaks.

"Well up you go." He says. I caustiously crawl beside him, watching his eyes trail mine. It wasn't until I crawled up the first three steps that I hear the sound of bone crunching.

I look back and he was bashing her legs in. Usually he goes for the ankles, but he completely dismantled her legs.

He throws the bat to the side, rubbing the blood from his mouth. He looks back at me and points up the stairs.

"I said go!" I jump at his loud voice and crawl the rest of the way.

I manage to crawl towards the kitchen where I waited for him. I wasn't sure what he was doing to that woman, but I hoped he wasn't rapping her.

Not because I cared that he would, but why would he rape that woman when I'm here for him?

After many minutes, I hear him trudge up the basement stairs and locking the door behind him. I sit on a chair as I watch him walk into the kitchen.

He cleaned his hands of blood; rubbing at the steins on his fingernails.

After cleaning himself up, he leans back onto the bench, tilting his head back, with a sigh. His eyes trailed down to mine and he just stared at me.

He walks over and crouches in front of me; placing a hand on my thighs. He looked concerned as his eyes followed mine.

"Are you alright?" He asks.

In return I nod my head, confused at what was happening. Who was that woman and what purpose did he have to harm her.

"That woman..." he starts to say.
"Was your therapists daughter." He finishes.