[✓] Don't Look | JISUNG

⤫ | Oh, the Betrayal

Chapter 5

In the next five hours, Yeorin had gotten excessively bored, very often at that. 

Jisung was tired. He was exhausted. He was bleeding out. He was about to pass out. But he didn't. It took him everything to not faint from all the pain that surged through his body. 

He didn't want to sleep and wake up to more cuts. Somehow, having the warning before it happened had him more prepared for the pain that he was about to experience. His hooded eyes looked down at his thighs, each having nasty gashes on them. His arms had them, the fire of pain reminding him. He had one another below his collar bone. 

He was covered in sticky, dried and fresh blood. He felt disgusting and hurt at the same time. 

Yeorin on the other hand sat in front of him. Slowly, he looked up to her to find her staring at him with a bored look. 

Yeorin: Okay I'm bored again. But we're going to do something else this time, sweetheart. Okay?

He didn't respond and that landed him a soft slap on the same cheek he was wounded on. Despite it being a gentle slap it hurt. He just knew that the next blow was not going to be as soft.

Yeorin: Answer me.

He nodded. Or he felt like he did, he couldn't feel most of his body anyway. But when he didn't feel another slap he concluded that she got her answer. She walked around him and he slowly felt his body loosen up. 

That was when he realised that she was cutting off his ropes. 

I can run. I should run. But where do I run to. I don't care. I should just run-

She stood back up, ripping off the tape from his lips and he felt cold metal press against his forehead. He looked up slowly and saw her pressing a gun against him. 

Yeorin: Don't try to act smart. Get up.

Jisung tried. He really tried but as he stood up, his balance slipped and he fell back on the chair. His thighs burned and his vision blurred as his breaths got heavy. 

The girl scoffed before holding onto his arm, making him hiss in pain. But she just hauled him up and pushed him to the bathroom. He fell by the counter, using it to hold up his entire support. 

Yeorin: Wash that nasty stink off of you, will you? There is something to change into.

She said pointing to the clothes on the counter with her gun before it was pointed back to him again.

Yeorin: I'm warning you again. Don't try acting smart Jisung. There's no way out of here.

She said with a smirk before closing the door. 

Yeorin: Also... if i get the slightest bit doubtful, I'll shoot. I will question later. 

She said from the other side of the door. Clutching onto his stomach, Jisung gave up on the idea of possibly finding a way to run away from her. He was too weak.