Y/N'S POV
"You are a psycho - urgh a mentally sick - argh self obsessed psycho" I said as kicks over kicks over kicks landed on my body cracking my bones so much so that my teeth bloodied and mouth filled with taste of iron.
"Name me what you want but remember in this world I hold the biggest guns" he says and with the snap of his fingers, I heard a yell.
Looking up I saw Namjoon who had freed himself from the restraints and had made his way towards me, with the snap of eun woo's fingers a doorway below him opened and namjoon fell through it going to a place I had no idea about.
"NAMJOON!!!" I shrieked freeing myself from those bastards and stumbling towards the trap door, kneeling and screaming his name.
"You wanna meet namjoon? I will send you to him. Boys take her to the dungeon" and I was taken to a staircase all struggles had died down, my body lay limp as they dragged it through the concrete floor of the dungeon.
I was tired of eun woo. I wanted to be within namjoon's arms, cuddling us to sleep. I am exhausted, can't fight him anymore, I am too weak to stand a chance against the mighty eun woo. The eun woo who doesn't hold regret after ruining our lives. The eun woo I once thought I loved.
The rough concrete rubbed against my bleeding back, tearing the already torn undershirt and scratching it. I paid no mind to the burn erupting throughout my whole body urging me to crawl away from all of this into a corner where I will cease to exist.
"Y/n?" my ears perked up at the deep voice calling my name. It wasn't namjoon though. It was...
"RM?" I asked
Before I could hear his reply I was thrown into one of the many steel cages in the basement. The stench of blood and something rotting made me gag.
"Y/n? You there?" RM's voice echoed in the empty hallway
"Are you alright?" I questioned concerned for his safety more than my own. I was hurt badly, every inch of my body ached and burned. I think I had broken a few ribs. I couldn't move from the position they have thrown me in here.
"Yes I am fine wha-" I was answering his question when I heard coughing.
"Who is there?" RM questioned
There was no reply so I continued
"I am fine RM what about you?"
"I didn't get hurt much, but namjoon is not in a very good mental state, he keeps slipping away"
"I need to talk to him, we need to plan an esca-" I wanted to plan an escape but my words were cut of by a voice echoing through the passages.
"You can't escape from here on your own, the only escape from this dungeon is death" it sounded like a curse and my heartbeat fastened
"Who are you?" I questioned
"It doesn't concern you, what concerns you is your escape" he answered
"And you said we can't do that"
"Exactly" I mentally slapped that person
"Shut up, you don't know shit" RM as always being rude tried shutting him up but he continued
"He was a boy freezing to death"
"What are you even talking about?" I was once again dumbfounded by his weird ass statements
"I think he is high on drugs" RM said nonchalantly
"He was a boy freezing to death when I took him in, helped him work for me but the fire for vengeance took him to where he and I are today" the anonymous voice continued
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The Missing Piece
Fanfiction"Clutching the bedsheets, tears streaming down my eyes, my body shuddering with pain yet I gave myself to him. I spread my legs for someone I loved, I gave the only thing that was mine to him for him. To save him I had to do it. Though he doesn't kn...
