"Aspirin for your headache."
"No, I'm allergic."
"Ibuprofen?"
"Uh, fine, if you insist." I muttered, can't he just leave me alone?
"I do. Hongjoong, San and Wooyoung are waiting outside. Scream if you need help. I'll be back in a minute."
Why do they care so much about me all of a sudden? Why now? Because of guilt? Why does all this happen in such a short time? Why can't they all just leave me alone?!
Within the next 30 minutes, I had to puke another two times. My throat was burning, and the boys helped me get back to my bed. I curled up, hugged my blanket tightly, and pressed it to my stomach, hoping it would help.
That's when Hwa came in with a suspicious white plastic bag. He gave it to me, and inside were a new bottle of water and Ibuprofen from the pharmacy he must have gone to. He made sure I would take the pill by just standing there and being another burden. I, hoping it might help, just took it and laid back down. He stayed anyways.
"Jisung, how bad is it?"
"Bad."
"No, for real. Be precise, what exactly is hurting you?"
"My stomach. Make it stop."
"Ji-"
"It burns! It hurts as if you punched me for hours. Now make it stop! You guys did this to me, now find a solution!"
"Okay, Jisung, listen to me. I have an antidote, but I have to inject it into you."
"Can't I just eat it like last time?"
"No, that would take too long. Here look, it's a very thin needle, you won't feel it. Now turn on your back, please."
"I can't."
"You have to, if you want the pain to stop."
He gently turned me on my back, and I did try to stay like that, but it was impossible. Now Wooyoung and Hongjoong held me in the position, and I fought. The pain was so much, I screamed for dear life.
"Hold him still or else I'll hurt him even more," Seonghwa whispered angrily. He finally gave me the injection and pressed his thumb on my arm, it was bleeding. I have to admit, it didn't hurt, but that's because my stomach is worse.
"Now let go of me," I hissed. Wooyoung was sitting on my legs, and Hongjoong's tight grip on my shoulders was hurting me too.
"Yeah, leave him alone, I'm done."
The rest of the night was getting better. The pain became a normal stomachache after a few minutes, and I could sleep a little too.
Additionally, I didn't have to wear the handcuffs anymore, just in case I had to rush to the bathroom again. Instead, one of them sat beside me and watched me. Yayy.
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"He's waking up guys! Jisung? Sungie, can you hear me? Try to say something jagi..."
"Minho? Where am I?"
"You're awake! I'm so glad, do you feel any pain?"
"No, not right now, but where- is this our bed? And my wardrobe..."
"Yes it is... We found their location and took you home."
I bursted out in tears and sat up to hug Minho. I was so releived the nightmare was finally over. They got me out of there...
"What did you do to them?"
"We scared them away. They'll leave, maybe go to Japan or somwhere else, but far far away from us. Changbin is still very upset about Wooyoung, but it's better like this. They wont hurt us ever again."
"Where are the others?"
"Waiting for you in the living room. Suah is still looking for the stuff they injected into you, she took some of your blood. Would you like to stand up or stay here?"
"Help me stand up. I don't want to lay in bed that long."
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Han Jisung the Thief
Fanfiction⚠️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...