Junmin POV
"You're disgusting, I'll never let someone like you touch me" I spat.
A loud slap struck my face with brute force, turning my head to the side with full force, I gasped at the sudden hit with more tears threatening to spill.
"stop please" I begged but he ignored me and yank his pants down to his ankles. He raised my body up, and within a second, my clothes were ripped off my body.
I was getting lightheaded, I knew it wouldn't be long before I pass out.
He laughed mockingly as he spread my legs apart.
"Look at you" he taunted "look at you stripped bare for me to devour, that tight virgin hole begging to be fucked".
I felt his dick touch my naked ass and a tear rolled down my cheek. I couldn't reply him.
He rubbed his dick around my hole and my body tensed up, he released a groan and I felt disgusted. He was fucking having fun.
He thrust in.
When I least expected.
I screamed out in pain as my body went limp, my eyes turned heavy as the pain was too much to handle.
I started to drift into unconsciousness when another thrust hit harder, My body shook vigorously, my insides ripped apart as I lay there letting out agonizing cries and begging for it to be over.
I jolted up with cold sweat all over my body, my breathing ragged.
It felt so real, I thought I was back there. It happened 8 years ago and memories of that sick man still haunts me to this day.
With my hand on my chest, I tried to compose myself. I sat up and grabbed my phone from the nightstand. 6:30am, it's still pretty early.
I drank the glass of water I saw on my bedside table and sighed in relief.
I've been suffering from the same nightmare, everyday, since that day 8 years ago.
Feeling another presence in the room, I looked towards the door and screamed in shock before clasping my hands over my mouth.
Sumin stood there in shock, feet glued to the ground as he stared at me with those mesmerizing eyes.
"Nightmare?" he asked, walking towards me slowly.
I nodded in reply "Why are you here?".
"I heard you scream, my room is nextdoor you know".
"I'm okay, you can leave now".
I was embarrassed. He heard me screaming, like a little kid who had a nightmare about vegetables.
"Get out, I need to take a shower".
"Fine, I'll bring your breakfast, take your time" he said walking out before I had the time to ask him why.
He's never brought me breakfast before. What's up with him.
Wait a minute.
Does he pity me by any chance?.
I sighed. My brain wasn't functioning properly this morning.
I stripped off my clothes and walked into the bathroom.
I set the shower to hot water and stood there naked, staring at the wall blankly as the events of last night came flooding in.
I sat on the wet floor, hugging myself as my breathing became uneven.
Weak bastard
Good for nothing
Cheap whore
Didn't scream for help
Didn't fight back
Fucking pathetic bitch.
Useless
Disappointment.
You're a nobody, just a toy made to suffer.
It'll be better for everyone if you just die.
I screamed, I didn't want to hear those words anymore. They've been ringing in my ears nonstop.
Tears came down my face and I wept bitterly.
I grabbed my bathing sponge with shower gel and scrubbed my body hard until my skin felt raw from the intense scrubbing. I needed to scrub all his touches and kisses from my body. I felt dirty from head to toe.
The scrubbing didn't help, I got frustrated and threw the sponge to a corner. I could still hear his voice, I didn't want to.
I cried and cried, an agonizing cry that reached my chest. I was trapped in my head and I didn't know what else to do than cry.
I kept crying and screaming, wanting the voices to stop, I wanted them to stop bothering me and leave me alone.
I hated feeling that way.
Because I know everything being said are all true.
I shot up from the floor, not thinking much about anything and just walking over to take the razor hidden inside the stack of towels in the bathroom.
I needed to stop the intense pain in my chest, and I had to succeed this time for everything to be over.
Being alive was tiring and I wanted to rest.
I wanted to die.
And no one would stop me.
804 words.
A little bit of Junmin's backstory.
I'm not satisfied how it turned out but this'll do for now.
Have a great day fellas 🥰.
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