The star is mine (completed)

VII: Nxde

Wooyoung's POV

I was in the room I shared with my sister, but she's not there. Only a note, 'I can't do this anymore, you're a boy, you'll be fine'

I didn't know what she meant by that last line, but the moment I figured it out, I also knew she was wrong. Being a boy wouldn't save me, it just made it worse.

I never knew my father, and my mother was a single mom for a while until she married someone else, someone she never should have met.

Since that day, the pieces started slowly falling together in my 12-year-old mind, the reason why my sister would come into our room crying and covered in bruises is because the was abused our stepfather.

One day, my mother wasn't home, and I was alone with him in the apartment. He barged into my room, dragging me by my arm into my mom's bedroom and throwing me onto the bed.

I screamed but he told me, 'Shut up or I'll hit you', and I was so scared I let him do to me what he wanted to. He touched me where I didn't want him to, and I didn't have the courage to do anything about it.

I let it happen until I'd gotten used to it, thinking of my body as a toy to play with, or an 'object' to use, like there wasn't any value to it except someone else's enjoyment.

I always blamed my sister for leaving me. I had to go through all of this because she left me alone, she ran away and never looked back. She probably doesn't even know my name anymore.

The image of that moment keeps playing in my mind, while I'm still wondering what happened to San. I want to know if I can build something with Jackson or he's going to tear it all down. If he still wants me, I need to know now.

The thought keeps haunting me, together with the fact I actually do need his money if I don't want to live like before again.

Fuck it, I'm going to find out right now.

San's POV

'Someone wants to talk to you', Jay is standing in front of my desk again.

'Jongho again?'

'No'

'Then who is it', I frown, slightly annoyed.

'The boy you've been fucking'

'Wooyoung?', I exclaim.

This is going to be the end of me.

But I'm too curious why he would possibly voluntarily go to someone that kidnapped him. 'Let him in'

Wooyoung appears in front of me, and I only now notice him much it hurts not to have him. He looks fucking beautiful, and I never want him to walk out of here, but being with me is a risk I don't want to force him to take.

'Why are you here?', I try to keep acting like my cold, usual self but my voice cracks to a softer tone, and Wooyoung is surprised too.

'I need to know what you still want from me, you know I need your money, and I don't want to go back to the way things used to be but I'm fine with that, as long as I'm not completely left in the dark. You might even know I already have someone else, and I can't afford for you to fuck that up too, so if you want to just ignore me for the rest of our lives, at least just tell me'

I force my voice to go back to normal, even though it hurts, 'Alright, I don't need you anymore'

The disappointment in his eyes is killing me. I was sure he would be happy to never have to see a psychopath like me again, and he's pretending to, but his eyes tell me it hurts him too.

I open a drawer, take out a small stack of bills and hand it to him. I don't know what I'm doing but I can't see him just leave like this. I've caught feelings for him.

His eyes widen but he takes the money as if nothing's happening, not even saying thank you but I'm glad he takes it. It puts my mind at ease a little bit to know he won't be struggling with money for a while, and by then, maybe things will have cleared up with my brother.

He walks out and I'm fighting the urge to run after him, but I let him go.

The moment he's gone, I feel tears swelling in my eyes. The feeling takes me back to my childhood and the time I've learnt to turn off my emotions, but love can do things to a person.

Wooyoung is doing things to me.