⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ some specific pictures and descriptions of violence during the whole story⚠️
They nearly did it. Stray Kids, one of the most well known gangs of the world. Shortly before finishing another job of their company, Jisung get's cough...
In the much larger living-dining-room + open kitchen, all the boys were waiting and stared at me. AGAIN. You could have cut the tension with a knife.
They told me to sit on the floor right in between them, which didn't defuse the tension. Like, make me even more uncomfortable, so my brain stops working? Well done!
Wooyoung was really desperate because we all took so long. They gave me a bowl with ramen and spicy sauce. It looked so delicious and smelled even better. As they started eating, I also took a bite when suddenly Mingi and Yunho started giggling while looking at me. I choked and had to cough, which didn't stop them.
"What is it?" I coughed with my mouth full.
"You...hahaha, you really look like a hamster while eating, hahaha."
That embarrassed me so hard, my cheeks felt like they were burning. I tried to keep eating, but they wouldn't stop until I turned away, which wasn't easy given my hands were tied.
Hongjoong looked at them, kind of disappointed. Next to him sat Seonghwa who was giving me and Wooyoung a worried look. It confused me, which, in turn, caused me to stop eating. I put the half-empty bowl in front of me and looked alternately at Woo and Seonghwa. It became quiet around me, and I felt my anxiety rising with my fastening heartbeat. All of a sudden, my face started to tickle, and my vision became blurred.
"What the hell...aah, my head," I mumbled. I fell to the ground and saw two feet coming towards me.
"It's okay Ji, sleep," a voice whispered.
What is this? Am I dying? Did they poison me? What's with Minho and the others?! Bbama!
"No please..."
The last thing I felt were my tears.
When I woke up, it was dark. I saw the moon through the window next to my 'bed' and figured I'm still alive. I was chained to the wall again, and I fought my way out of the huge blanket. Suddenly, I had to vomit. I looked up at the ceiling, started gulping to gain some time, and started screaming for the boys.
"Wooyoung... WOOYOUNG!!"
Why can't they hear me?!
"YEOSANG, SAN, HELP ME!!!"
I swallowed a few times when finally a light turned on up there. San came running down the stairs.
"Jisung, you're up!"
"Untie me right now!" I whisper-shouted at him and covered my mouth with my hand. He luckily understood the situation I was in, and opened my handcuffs. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. Not only that, but I felt horrible, and the approaching footsteps made it even worse.
I heard a glass being filled with water from the sink and flushed the toilet.
"Jisung..." Seonghwa's voice was calm. He put his hand on my shoulder, and when I opened my eyes, he held a glass of water with something white bubbling in it in front of my face.
"What did you put in there this time?" I spitted out and closed my eyes again. I leaned my heavy head against the cupboard next to the toilet and just sat there, my stomach still making unhealthy sounds.
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