𝒜 𝐵𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝑀𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 | Seventeen Ot_13

~9

The girl covered her mouth to stop her sniffles which now echoed in the living room. All the others looked at her with no concern upon their face. They hated her. If it was their past, all of them would have run to her immediately. But now, the circumstances were much more heated up and tense. Not even one of them pitied her. They wanted to see her like that. They were desperate to see her suffer in vain. 

She was still sitting on Wonwoo's lap as she just felt miserable about everything. Wonwoo just looked at her with nothing but a stone cold expression lay on his face. He was one of the silent members she knew. He was the person wo loved nothing but video games and books. More like, he was addicted to these. He was the last person who had opened up to Miso in their school days. And for that she was blessed. They were good companions, both loved reading books. They used to sit together all day along at the library just reading books in peace. Now everything being changed, not even one of the members exchanged glances with her. She felt too bad. Everything would have been normal if she didn't have taken that decision which their put lives at stake. At that time it was out of anger too, but now she was feeling nothing but misery for herself. They were the only people who were there to support her no matter what, but now she was again left alone in the dark and cold. Seungcheol cleared his throat, catching their attention.

"Joshua, escort her to her room right now, then gather at the meeting room immediately."

Not being able to deny the leader's orders he stood up, his steps approaching Miso as she just sat their silently. He tapped on her shoulder to gain her attention. She flinched feeling his touch upon her shoulder as she still felt new to their touch. Joshua picked her up in his arms and left the hallway. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him tightly.

Entering their lift for the mansion he looked over her face, just to see nothing but her getting lost in her own thoughts. He took a second to admire the girl's unique beauty remembering their college days. Her eyes felt vacant with no expression in them. Her long hair which were now tied up in a loose ponytail, her pale and glossy skin, her fragile body that looked like a fragile doll. She looked beautiful indeed She had lost a lot of weight, he observed. 

As they entered the room Miso looked around to find a room with plain color. She slowly left for Joshua's hold and walked over to see the beautiful room as she limped. The walls were all covered in beige and white color combination, showing a soft pastel color aura which enlightened her. The room had a queen sized bed, a dressing table and an attached bathroom. She was in awe by looking at the gracious room in front of her. She flinched when she felt someone hug her from behind. It was none other than Joshua who came inside her room. She felt scared as she felt his cold hands touch upon her waist, which now slowly moved down. She wanted to scream but her voice got stuck in her throat. She wanted to push him but she did not have the energy to do so. His finger played with the hem of her t-shirt which made her shiver. He rested his head on her shoulder as now she felt his hot breaths fuming upon her neck. 

"Long time no see Miso."

He whispered making her even more afraid. It were the same words that she had heard before she was unconscious. But the voice was somehow different. As she turned around and tried to push him he held her hands and forcefully pinned her to the wall. She whimpered as her back hit the wall too hard. 

"P-please-let me go!"

She said in between her hiccups. She was crying since she met them and still couldn't stop. He loved how she was so scared of them. Especially Scoups, Jeonghan and him. Joshua chuckled at her behavior while he drew more close to her, their bodies touching. He bent down to her level, their nose tips almost brushing. She looked away scared making him a bit furious. She was about to push him away when he held her jaw with his hands very roughly. He made her face him as he kissed her on her cheeks. Her hands were pinned above her with one of his hands and she was just helpless in the situation. He bent down, kissing her roughly on her neck making her cries more louder.

Oh, the way he loved seeing her like that. Helpless and miserable. It made him want to throw her on the bed and strip her right there. He kissed her near her collarbone, sucking upon her soft skin and she just standing there with her eyes closed, he stopped for a moment and looked at his artwork on her neck which made him hard. He smirked upon seeing her neck covered with dark purple hickeys made by him seconds ago. She at last opened her eyes thinking that the pain is over but instead met his lustful eyes that roamed all over her body making her go weak. As she looked at him with her hurtful eyes pleading him to leave, ignoring it he dug deeper onto her neck skin, giving her numerous love bites. After few minutes he left without saying a word.

She slid down, sitting on the floor with her head buried in her knees. She felt too disgusting. She was helpless. She felt embarrassed. She felt insecure again. She never wanted any of this. It was her fault. But her childhood was way more dark than this. She felt nothing when Joshua did this. Things like these happened to her on daily basis in her teens. Her teens went horrible for her. Everyday she got a new scar on her body, and a taunt on how useless she is. This made her weak and insecure about herself. That's why she always used to wear full and long clothes, especially for her upper body.

She hated to show her skin. Because all her trauma was imprinted upon her body. All those hurtful scars.

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A/n:

*WILL UPLOAD SOON!!

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