Y/n
I woke up in the same position when I first get abducted. Tied up in a chair with my hands behind my back. My shoulders feels numb, not knowing how long I have been in this position. My neck sore, and my back feels like broken up. It's painful everywhere in my body.
The room was dark, I don't remember how I get here, but I remember Irish showing me her cat that she found in the traditional house.
Irish.
House?
Where am I?
I got kidnapped again. I try to move my hands but they were tied with extremely bold tape. If anything worse, I could see someone's body lying here with me. Dead miserably. But it's not, I can't even see anything. I only feel this room is empty and only me inside.
"Help!" My voice came out shaking and low. My throat hurt dan felt dry. I'm hungry.
"Help, please!" I try again but of course, no one is coming to save me. I mean who? Hoseok also get kidnapped and now I do too.
I've lost hope. Maybe I will die today.
The door's open and blinding light come within. I close my eyes to avoid the light but happy regardless. I wasn't here alone. At least my captor is here having unfinished business with me. There will be a reason why he took me. Why bother to asks, I'm Hoseok's wife, they have pure rage towards my husband and surely will anyone related to him.
He? I'm sure someone who took me was a guy, big and tall, strong, obviously. But who?
"You're awake, little kitten?"
The voice came out of the darkness from the tall silhouette. More than one. They come towards me. Turn on the light that I surprised this room has.
"Where am I?" I ask basic question the victim would asked first.
"Boring, ask another question, little kitten." He say and took the chair and put it in front of me. Now I know who he is.
"You?"
"Yes, me. Surprise that you still remember." He smirks, smoking his cigarette and blow the smoke on my face. I cough as the smokes enter my lungs.
"You must be hungry, huh? Poor baby in your belly, he must be suffering right now. Look how bad mother you are, you starved him."
Yes, I'm pregnant. I don't need him to tell me I'm a bad mother or not, he was the caused of everything that happened.
"Let me go." I voice out lowly. He chuckles in response.
"Let you go? Oh come on, I still I wanna play with you." He said as he standing up.
I feel the sharp blade cutting my wrist, they untie me. They still use the chance to hurt me when I already so weak, what a coward bastard.
I pull my hands together and massage it a little. This is relieved, but only to start another torture as it is.
Surprisingly, he took my hand gently and rub them carefully not to touch the bruises. I look up to him. He just smirks when he meet my eyes.
"You have such a beautiful fingers, Y/n, I still remember how your nails scratching my back last night. I still have your marks in them." He say casually. I can't even recall the memory he mentioned.
"You don't remember?" He ask and I just look at him in disbelief. What is he trying to tell me.
"Shall I repeat the action so you can remember?"
I pull my hand away from him when I feel this is disgust me.
"Ah, I know you understand what I mean, right, no need to be shy." He get up and walking away from me.
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