Torn Between: (discontinued! Read Under Wraps for new story)

Chapter 20: When The Door Closes

*DongWoon's POV*

I hurt all over. My head was throbbing and my nose was broken and burnt like the hot fires of hell. I couldn't open my right eye and every time I struggled the rope wrapped tightly around my wrist and ankles dug deeper into my skin and blood weeped out of my wounds into the growing poodles of blood on the floor. The gag tied around my mouth was so tight the side of my lips had split and blood poured into my mouth, tasting like rust and metal. Tears rolled down my blood soaked cheeks to land on my t-shirt that was now red with my own blood.

I heard the door blow open and I winced and didn't dare look up incase my captor struck my again. I waited what felt like hours for her malicious voice in my ear but when nothing happened I decided to look up. Rolling my head up slowly, wincing at the sharp stabbing pain radiating from the back if my skull.

I forced my healthy eye open and fear washed over me. I began to shake, rocking the chair trying to break free from the binds but it just made my skin burn and hot blood oozed out of my fresh wounds and dribbled off my fingers. Shaking my head and repeatedly opening a closing my mouth I managed to spit the blood stained cloth out of my mouth.

My band mates stood near the door frozen in shock and I opened my mouth a yelled, "Get out before she-"

And then she appeared out of the dark, her face glowing under the moonlight shining in from the windows behind me. Her head was down, looking at me through her eyebrows. Her hair was matted, as if it hasn't been brushed for months. Her makeup smudged, black streaks running down her face, dark circles forming under her bulging eyes. She sent me a devilish smile and raised her arm, holding the metal gold club tightly she had used to hit me.

Before I could finish my warning she swung, hitting each of them across the back of the head, one after another. They all fell to the floor, blood seeping from the large shallow wounds on crown of their heads.

"NOOOOOO!!!" I roared, my throat on fire.

"Shut up!" She screamed at me. "Or I'll hit you again!" I shut up instantly, I didn't want that, I love my mates more than words could describe but I couldn't take another hit. I looked down at my friends, fresh tears pouring down from my dry, itchy eyes like fountains. They were all still breathing. I looked up at my captor and scowled evilly, staring daggers at her wicked heart. She walked slowly towards me, swaying slightly, dragging the gold club across the floor leaving a thick trail of blood, the screeching metal pierced my ears and hurt my head. She pressed her lips to my ear and whispered, "That's my good boy."

I thrashed around and spat blood at her feet. "You will pay for this!"

She threw her head back and laughed, a high pitched cackle that was stereotypically tied to evil witches; which she was. I spat at her again, this time the blood stained her torn dress. Her hand swung round and slapped my already swollen cheek. I cried in pain and she grabbed my face and forced me to look into her eyes, all her sanity had been drained away. "I said be quiet." She bent towards my face and pointed at her dress. "You've ruined my dress. How can we go on a date now?" She grinned and pressed her lips against mine, holding my face I place. She moved away and wiped her mouth, licking my blood off her lips. I spat, disgusted and feeling excruciatingly sick.

She ran her hand over my chest as she circled around the chair to stand behind me. I tried to move away but I soon regretted it when the rope dug even deeper into my skin. "You're mine now, DongWoon and there's nothing you can do about it." She let out a wicked laugh and kicked my hands causing me to wince and put her lips near my ear, resting her chin on my shoulder. "Because you're all tied up!"