MY BETROTHE (ZhanYi)

WHO ARE YOU

"Father please let me out Yiyi is sorry, Yiyi promise not to do it again, father Yiyi is scared, Yiyi is truly sorry father, let Yiyi out Yiyi is sorry!" the wails and pleads of the young man tied to the silver plate struggling with the logs that bind him to the silver plates in a dark room begging with tears streaming down his checks as he was afraid of darkness since he could remember, he doesn't know why he is afraid of the dark all he knew was he had a great phobia to darkness which he was currently experiencing now. Struggling with each breath he takes as it suddenly becomes too stuffy in his throat, his ocean-brown eyes becoming too dry to produce any more tears due to too much crying.

Although he had no idea what he did wrong this time to be tied up and locked in a dark room like this, still he continues to beg and ask for forgiveness from his father even though he was still not aware of his crime yet. He clearly remembers sleeping on his bed caged to it after yet another intense body plays with his brothers that he has fallen asleep due to the drugs he was yet again fed and the exhaustion from the activities. He didn't remember committing any mistake or so today as he did everything as he was told, then why was he being punished again?

After rounds of pleading, screaming, and crying with no one coming to his aid his head felt lightheaded and his voice hoarse, he finally slumps to his phobia of the darkness losing his consciousness.

"N-no! Don't.....please don't.....I don't like.....don't touch me......Yiyi doesn't want it..." wailed a young man in full agony, drenched in sweat as he moves vigorously on the bed he lay on. "Aaahhh" he screams shooting up from the bed and clutching to the bed sheets with trembling hands, he pulls it up to mask his entire body with it leaving only his head out as he struggles to gain control over his breath after a while he signs in relief finding himself out of the darkroom he woke up in before.

Finding the room unfamiliar to him he takes shaking glimpses of the room which looks too good to be true. The bed he lay on was too big with the fillings in it soft and fluffy unlike his small bed with hard and rough fillings he has grown to be familiarized with in the small space room. Where was he and how did he get in here or did he time travel like what he reads in books, no no he couldn't afford to think anything delusional as he didn't want to land into any more trouble than he was already in. He shouldn't offend his father more, he will quickly get out of this room and go back to his room now before he gets caught maybe this was just one of the plenty of rooms in the house. Getting out of bed he glance at it once again, how he wish he could also sleep on one like this. How he wishes they didn't dislike him that much, how he wishes he could get equal treatment same as his brothers, but then there was nothing to yearn for not that he had any right to do so and that was the painful truth, just maybe he did have that rights if he had parents as they do and sadly he had no such thing as a parent. An agonizing truth.

He wipes off the tear reaching out to the door but it opened even before he could do so. He moves backwards as if he was pulled by a great force from behind as a sudden fear consumes him. How could he run into something he was running from even before he could? Why was he always unlucky? His heartbeat fastened with what may come next. Whips? No food and water? Dry in the sun? Lock up in the dark? Body plays? Torture with those scary tools? Drown in water?...his mind came out with many different ways he would be punished this time as his mouth opened and close as if a fish out of water. What could he say anyway, that he didn't know how he ended up in this room, that he woke up here, of course, saying all this wasn't going to help even a little bit so, in the end, he could only close his mouth and await for what awaited him with eyes cast down too afraid to look at the other person.

"And where do you think you are going?" the other person asked in a raspy voice with no emotions.

"I-I..." this voice wasn't something he was familiar with, everything was too extra, the tone was too cold than usual and the...no. His eyes take in the man's appearance slowly from his expensive shining black shoes till he meets with the cold almond eyes of the man. His everything screams DANGER.

"And who the hell are you"