My Saviour [A Minsung Fanfiction]

BOY IN BLACK ROBES

Listen to "Two ghosts" by Harry styles.

It had already been a month, which felt like an year to Minho. At some point, he felt proud that he survived this one month, but not to mention it was the same as living in hell. Minho had grown more pale and thin. His cheekbones were now as high as Jun kyu's, even higher than that, dark under eyes because of the sleepless nights, his collarbones almost seemed to be coming out and the pair of bones in his rib cage could be counted through his flesh. Some of his fingernails were ripped off his fingers, it still hurt.

Throughout the month, he couldn't drink water to quench his thirst and eat food to reduce his hunger. How could he when he would get to eat once in 4 or 5 days? And most of the time, he threw up after eating because he was too weak to digest the food. Minho's physical and mental health, both are extremely bad at the moment that he knows he might die any moment. And thank God, they at least provided him with a dirty and small bathroom.

And the cycle of two women torturing him and dominating him on the name of having sex never ended.

The guilt of not being able to do anything for Jun kyu was eating him slowly. Minho suffered not seeing Jun kyu for just 1 day, and in that place it has been a month. He doesn't even know if he's doing alright or if he is suffering like him as well. He closes his eyes hoping he would never open them again, at least that way he could say he tried to survive as long as he could. But luck was never on his side. He always stared at the black van that is parked by the gate whole day and would disappear at night. He stared at it so much that he memorized the vehicle number.

"Will anyone come to save me?" He utters this question to himself and then laughs at his stupidity.

Who would save him? No one. And he knows that well. His life was in their hands but the death was maybe in his. But the promise keeps him from choosing that destiny. Minho was wondering why they aren't coming to him today, he was so used to their torture that today them not being present here was giving him anxiety. The door flung open and Lim So hyun entered. Her eyes slowly scanned the whole room, and then Minho. She didn't see him even once after bringing him here, so he was becoming more nervous about what the matter might be.

"Starting today, you are done being their toy. They don't want you anymore, and as I said that I would take you after they are done, you are coming with me."

Two done, but another one was up for it. There was no hope left. He was exhausted from trying to survive, to live more. He doesn't know what she might do to him, but the effect the promise had on him was starting to disappear slowly. Another thought was taking up the space in his mind, Rather than dying like this, in their hands, isn't it better to just kill myself? I spent the last one month of my life being tormented by them, but no more. I will take my death in my own hands.

Nothing was showing him the light of hope anymore, everywhere he looked it was all dark and melancholy. Even if he doesn't kill himself, he knows he will die anyway. Minho lived a miserable life but didn't want a miserable death. So that was the only way.

"Where are you taking me?" He asks and it came out almost as a whisper.

"Hold on, I just changed my mind. Considering your condition right now, I think it'll be better to spare you for today. We'll start from tomorrow, that okay? I'm just being considerate," She says all of a sudden.

That was the perfect time. He will have the whole day to himself and there will be no tomorrow. He simply nodded.

"But you have to come with me, sadly. Don't worry, its just a demo."

And so, there he was, following So hyun down the stairs. And if you're wondering that if he was wearing anything, yeah, they gave him something like a prisoner's uniform. She led him to a unfamiliar side of the mansion, and they stopped walking in a hallway full of numbered doors. And the thing is that, there was no source of light in there. Minho's heart was in his throat and he was limping with every step. The door marked with the number '18' was unlocked and pushed open by So hyun. He also noticed that there were not any other numbered doors after the '18' one. But what he saw inside the room, had him struggling to believe his own eyes.