The girl still layed in that room, crying, and feeling panic inside her. Her head feeling dizzy, her chest feeling pressured.
She tried to breath as calm as possible, which was very hard for her. She wished that her brother would be here to calm her down.
Then she heard the door open. "Well, well, well.... What a surprise!" She heard the man say.
She didn't reacted. "I am proud that I made such a great catch!" His voice came nearer until she felt him right next to her.
She looked away from him, even tho she can't see because of the blindfold.
She felt his hand carressing her hair and then the blindfold loosened. He pulled it away from her eyes gently, only to grab her chin roughly and turn her head, so she faced him. He took a close look at her face.
"Now that I can have a closer look on your face..." he looked her up in the eyes, which were red and swollen from crying and show nothing more but pure fear. "I indeed see some similarities to your brother too..." she furrowed her brows confused.
"I see you are confused. Well... let's say... I have my sources." He smirked. "I am still thinking what I should do to you now, now that you are here. Should I be gentle? Or should I be the beast your brother made me to?" He smirked again.
She knew he was not talking about her twin, he would be too nice and kindhearted for that. But she knew how protective her older brother used to be when it comes to her.
He was able to turn into a merciless fighting machine. She was surprised that he didn't killed someone yet, who used to bully her, even tho she was scared sometimes when she heard that. She never saw him being like that, her twin made sure.
"You know... I want your brother to regret... even tho he is the reason why I am so god damn good, but I am not sure if I should let it out on you like that. You somehow have a nice outward appearance." His hand travel up her arm, which made her flinch.
"But you also could know more than you admit. You could help me very well, to get the information I need!" He smirked.
"But that could be a bit to cruel... I know you better than you think. Some of the stories from my brother" she still looked at him confused, her breath was short, tensed by the situation.
"Ahh! I am sorry! I haven't introduced me yet! My name is Ha Wonchan... my brother..." he chuckled. "You know him.... Ha Barom." He smirked devilish.
She wided her eyes even more. She started to struggle to get free and away from him. Her brothers don't know what Barom once did to her. And her friends don't know as well.
Jaehyun left them and Sungchan was not home, away with some classmates, her cousin too. Her friends and Ryujin had training or were sick. That is why she went home alone, when she met Barom and his friends.
"Ah, ah, ah, where do you think you will go? You can't go anywhere. You. Are. Stuck. Here." He said, holding her. She cried harder, hoping he would leave her alone.
"I know you might think I must be a bad human, but believe me.... if I were... you wouldn't be unharmed, so be happy! Even tho I know my brother would like to see you in a different state, because it is yours, Jenos and Chenles fault that he was banned from school." She looked at him, still struggling.
"I will leave for a minute... then I will come back and then I will see what to do with you... don't run away, okay, princess?" He looked at her over his shoulders before leaving the room. He left the door open to her surprise.
Right after, someone else entered the room and she was shocked and scared at the same time. She jerked away, closer to the wall, only to get dragged back by her legs. He turned her around and hovered on top of her.
She looked at him with terror in her eyes. "Well well.... still the weak little girl. Without your friends and your brothers you are even weaker." He smirked, while carressing her cheek. She turned away, to avoid his touch and kicked around her.
"I'm having a déjà vu right now, somehow I missed this position already.... You remember, right?" He asked, whispering against her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. She whined and try to break free from him, but he pinned her tied hands above her. She gasped with a high-pitched tone, crying, trying to get free somehow.
"Of course you do... I make sure, that you never forget about how my hands feel on your body... I'm gonna ruin you for everyone else after me..." he whispered, pulling her shirt a little, which made her scream into the cloth in her mouth loudly, crying.
"Barom! What are you doing here? I never said you are allowed to come here to her! Go back downstairs!" "But-" "No! Or this will be the last time I take you here and be apart of that!" "But hyung, I wanted to help you to deal with that little bitch! I have her better under control than you think! She would do everything I want!"
He said, still looking down at her. He leaned even closer. "MHHMMM!" She yelped, trying to move away. She felt so uncomfortable and scared at the same time. She just wanted to get out of there, away from him.
"No! Not now! This is still a job, don't forget that! Go downstairs to Woojin and wait until I call you!" He scolded. Barom rolled his eyes. "We are not done yet, bitch!" He said, pulling her hair and then standing up.
He sighed. "He really doesn't know any limits...." he mumbled more to himself, then coming closer to the girl again. She saw something shiny in his hand.
"You better stay still, or you get more hurt!" He said, raising his hand, showing a knife. She shook her head frantically no, begging him to stop.
"Nawwww, you are scared, right? Good! I love it to get feared! Your brother taught me!" He smirked, pulling her shirt out of her jeans and a bit up, so her bare stomach is seen.
She felt the cold blade on her skin, brushed up and down, left to right, corner to corner. He always put more pressure on it, feeling her skin being sharped until she felt something cold floating down her sides.
She screamed into the cloth in her mouth and struggled, which made the blade cut her deeper. "I said. Hold. STILL!" He yelled suddenly, which made her froze. He looked even scarier now that his eyes darken.
"You want it to hurt?! HUHH?! FINE! I WILL SHOW YOU!" He yelled, grabbing her neck and slicing across her arms.
Then he slammed the knife to her side, that it made a deep cut there, colouring the spot of the grey shirt in a bright red up to immediatly. She cried out in pain and arched her back. Tears streaming down her face.
He didn't stopped there. He even cutted her cheeks, because he slapped her across the face and to end his "masterpiece of torture" he rammed the knife in her left upper thigh, making her scream into the cloth really loud, crying really hard.
He stood up, looking at her weak and mistreated, limb body. "I hope you learned your lesson!" He spatted, then grapped her hair and pulled her up. She felt the blood floating down her leg and side. "Let's meet some old friends of mine, should we?" He smirked.
"And you know what? You even know some of them very well too!" He pushed her forward by her hair.
