lost in your eyes

Chapter 8

Sarang's pov:

"Alright~ that's taken care of. Let's have some fun shall we?" he tossed my phone behind him after whatever he typed, then pulled my face closer. He proceeded to kiss me from my lips to my neck, going back and forth with biting and licking. I felt sick, shivering in discomfort while he was having the time of his life. I found it harder and harder to breathe as I was overwhelmed with panic and distress. 

Suddenly, he received a call from someone, which upset him since it ruined his moment. "Stay where you are and do not make a sound. If you don't do what I say, your Jeemin will be dead." He walked out of the room and I tried my best to see how it looked like outside before he closed the door.

Oh? Isn't that my school's gymnasium? So this place must be... the sports equipment room!

I saw my phone laying right in front of my eyes and took the opportunity to get help. I squirmed towards it and since my hands were tied in front of me, I was able to grab it easily. I wanted to call the police but I couldn't speak in case he could hear me from outside. As I went into my messenger app, the first message I saw was from Jeemin, asking where are we meeting tomorrow. I was confused to why she asked that but praying she gets my memo, I replied her "school, sports equipment room".

Jeemin ah please, I trust you...

As soon as I sent the message, I heard him from outside saying "ya okay I got it, bye." I quickly threw my phone to its original place and squirmed back. He came in and smiled at me pervertedly again. "So, where were we?" as he licked his lips and started taking off his belt. 

No way, is he going to do what I think he's gonna do?

Feeling desperate, I bursted out. "Wait! L-let's talk a bit. S-shall we?"

He stopped and glanced at me with a grin. "Sure, anything for my princess." 

Sitting beside me, he caressed my head and asked "so what do you want to talk about?"

Trying to keep my cool, I asked him directly "w-were you the one who sent the photos of me?"

"Oh the photos? Yup, weren't they taken really nicely? You looked beautiful in all of them so it was too good to keep them for myself." He reached his hand under my shirt from the back and ran his fingers over my waist. 

I flinched from the uncomfortable feeling, but had to endure it. I couldn't let him get what he wanted just like that. 

"Your question is so boring. Ask me better ones, like who would you want to be with right now? HAHAHA" He turned his head towards me and waited for my question. 

Jeemin... I want to be with Jeemin...

"What the hell!" He shouted in ridicule. 

Coming to my senses, I realised I accidentally said my thoughts out. 

He stood up in anger with his jaw clenched and glared at me. "WHY DID YOU HAVE TO MENTION HER! UGH. JEEMIN JEEMIN JEEMIN, ITS ALWAYS THAT BASTARD. BECAUSE OF HER, I COULDN'T GET ANYWHERE NEAR YOU. I WANTED YOU TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND BUT YALL WERE ALWAYS TOGETHER. JUST LOVE ME WOULD YOU!"

"YAH! Don't you dare talk about Jeemin like that, enough is enough!" I exploded. 

He looked angrier than ever. For ruining his mood, he took a hockey stick and started hitting me with it. "SHUT UP!" He screamed furiously, taking out his frustration on me.

My body was whacked over and over again, but all I could do was wince in pain. "Stop please..."

Just when I thought I wasn't going to survive, the door burst open and I heard "Hands in the air! Don't move!" 

Thank gosh... I'm saved...