Worth it?

Void

Description of violence, past §h and $a in this chapter. Stay safe
PS: Didn't proof read

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The car came to an abrupt stop, causing Ran to slam against on of its panels. He whimpered. All of a sudden, the sun exploded in front of his eyes.

They had opened the door, now forcefully dragging him out of the van and across the pavement. Ran struggled, kicking around like he hadn't ever before, screaming as loud as he could. His hands had not been tied, and he had therefore been able to remove the cloth as soon as he had been thrown in the trunk.

And they surely realised that mistake now, because both men were panicking. One was quick to slam his hand onto Rans mouth while the other did his best to hold their victim's hands in place.

It all happened within the blink of an eye because now Ran was in a house, tied to the chair he was sitting on.

Tears were leaking from his eyes. They didn't stop even though Ran demanded them to. He couldn't show emotion in front of her, she would make use of it. But at the same time, he simply couldn't control it. Because he was so afraid. Afraid that it might all happen again, afraid of what might happen and what had already happened.

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Sometimes, Ran did not appreciate being right. Because she strolled into the room like she owned the world, her smile only grew upon seeing him desperately try to stop the tears from falling. Hana moved closer to him, pulling the piece of fabric out of his mouth. A huge breath of relief.

"H-Hana, please. I-" "Shut up, faggot, for the love of god. I don't wanna hear your whining." She moved to open the drawer positioned just a few meters away from the chair on the other side of the room. Panic immediately overtook him again when he saw her pull out some duck tape and scissors.

Immediate panic overtook his senses once more. "No, please! Please! Listen t-" His head snapped to the left. She had slapped him square across the face.

"Shut. Up." Emphasis on each word. "Stop crying. It's pathetic, Rannie." He froze. That name- he hadn't heard that name in ages.

A dry gulp followed by a sniff. It started being even harder to control his breathing and tears. "H-Hana, please." "I said shut up, slut!" There, she stuck the tape to his mouth.

Ran's breathing grew even more rapid. But she just continued speaking as calm as ever, moving closer and therefore invading his personal space further. "You like that, don't you? Me getting so close to you. It's all you ever wanted. You are asking for it, it's true." Something within him snapped.

Because suddenly his left foot had extended, kicking her straight against her shin. She let out a scream, jumping backwards. Ran regretted it as soon as he caught a glimpse of her furious eyes. On top of that, he had also forgot to calculate how he was supposed to get away from her, because running simply wasn't an option. Hence why he tried scurrying backwards. Of no use though, she was a lot faster.

Yanking him forwards by his hair so they were eye-leveled. Oh lord, if looks could kill- "I will tell you this one last fucking time. You better behave, Rannie, I know you a lot better than you might think. I will destroy you within seconds, so stop that hero-act. Got it?" A hurried nod.

Hana let go of his head. It hit his chest because of the sudden loss of force that had come from her grip. Without a second look, she walked out the room. Only when the sound of the lock turning sounded, Ran let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. It was also now that he realized the huge problem he was in: Where was he even?

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The room had become quite bright, signalizing that it was the start of the next day and supposed to be the start of Ran's first vacation day. But instead of a calm morning, sleeping in and sipping coffee at 2pm, Ran found himself far away from home. A man stood In front of him.