Maniac

Part Five

“...Are you going to tell my father about this?” You whisper to Hyunjin, looking out the window as you sit with him inside his car, just outside the warehouse. His hand rests on your thigh as he sighs, squeezing slightly while thinking about what he was going to say.
“I should.” He breathes. “But honestly, I don't know… I don't even think I can leave right now. As pissed off as I am at Minho, I can't just leave him like that in there, alone.” He groans.
“Fuck!” He snaps, opening the car door. “Stay here.” He says, closing the car door before walking towards the door of the warehouse that the two of you had just come out of. You watch as he reaches around his back, pulling a gun from the waist of his pants before going back into the building.
Anxiety fills your stomach as you look around the windows out of the car, your palms beginning to sweat. Just as you were about to lock the doors, the passenger side door was yanked open, the man who had won you earlier standing there smiling.
“C'mon, let's go.” He says, holding the door open for you.
“I'm not going anywhere with you. Minho had no right to bet me in the first place!” You yell, trying to slam the door shut.
“I won you fair and square! Get out of the fucking car before I make you get out of the car!” He yelled. You got out of the car but not for him, you were trying to run past him, figuring it was your only and best option, until he grabbed a clump of your hair, pulling you back and onto the dirt. “Nice try.” He laughs.
He bends down to pick you up, throwing you over your shoulder as you try to fight him, scratch him, wiggle out of his grip but it doesn't work, his grip on you is too tight.
“Hyunjin!” You scream, desperately hoping he can hear you from inside the warehouse. “Hyunjin! Please!” You scream. The man throws you into the back seat of the car. You try to rush past him again but he hits you, knocking you back onto the seat. The man gets distracted for a moment, as Hyunjin and Minho come rushing out of the building. He sees you in the car immediately, running towards you. The man climbs into the car beside you, as Hyunjin and Minho get closer to the car.
“Go, Go!” The man urges, you hadn't even realized that there was someone else in the driver's seat.
“Hyunjin!” You cry as the car peels away, the sound of gunshots ringing through the air.
“Y/N!” He screams as he watches the car screech out the parking lot. Hyunjin turns to Minho, knocking him to the ground. “This is your fucking fault!” He spits at Minho, who looks up at Hyunjin with pleading eyes.
Hyunjin squats down, looking at Minho, not an ounce of respect for the man on his face. “You better hope we get her back alive and unharmed, or I'll fucking skin you alive and kill you myself.” He snaps, walking away from Minho. Hyunjin gets into his car, hitting the steering wheel as he dreads making the drive to your father's house. He knew that this would likely cost Minho his life and possibly Hyunjin, considering he stuck up for Minho the last time. But that was a risk he was willing to take, as long as he firstly got to see you alive and well, one last time. 
“Hyunjin.” Your father laughs, extending his hand to shake it. “Y/N is out with Minho right now.” He tells Hyunjin.
“Yeah. Uh, there's something I need to tell you.” Hyunjin says.
Your father stares at Hyunjin, the vein in his forehead protruding. He looks like he's about to blow. “... and when I came out, he had Y/N in the car. I tried to shoot out the tires and run after the car, but…” he trails off.
“Who has my daughter?” Your father asks.
“I'm not sure what his name is.” Hyunjin admits. “Minho might know.” 
“I don't want to see that fucking piece of shit ever again. I'm gonna fucking kill him!” Your father yells. “Gather!” He screams, storming to his office.
Hyunjin follows the herd of men walking into the office, but before he goes in, he pulls out his phone, calling Minho.
“D-did you find her?” Minho asks.
“Don't fucking ask me about her. What's his name?” Hyunjin asks.
“Who?” Minho answers.
“Don't be a fucking idiot. WHO TOOK HER?” Hyunjin yells. 
“I- I don't know his real name… everyone just calls him Scar.” Minho says.
Hyunjin doesn't respond, instead just hangs up the phone, sliding it back into his pocket.
“Someone has my daughter.” Hyunjin hears, walking into the office. “and whoever it is, is going to fucking pay.”
“A guy named Scar.” Hyunjin pipes up. “No one knows his real name.”
“I've heard of him.” Wonho says. “He's got a few properties scattered across the city.”
“Everyone, get your locations from Wonho and find my fucking daughter.” Your father yells. “Hyunjin, you're with me. We're going to see Minho.”
**
“Please. Just let me go. I won't tell anyone anything.” You cry, trying to plead with the man who had the tightest grip on your arm.
“They already know who I am.” He chuckles. “But they'll have no idea where you are.” He whispers, caressing your chin. You turn your head, but he grabs your face, digging his fingers into your cheeks. “Don't be a bitch.” He snaps.
You're trying to hold back your tears but you're struggling. You just wanted Hyunjin. You wanted to go home.
Fucking Minho.
After a few minutes, he puts a blindfold on you before he forces your head down into his lap. He softly caressed your hair, for what felt like hours until the car finally came to a forced stop. You're pulled out of the car with force, landing on your shoulder on the concrete.
“Ow, fuck.” You whimper.
“Shut the fuck up.” The driver snaps, pulling you up, pushing you forwards towards a run down shack.
“Please… just let me go home.” You beg. He takes off your blindfold. You're in the middle of nowhere.
“Is what Minho told us true? Huh?” The man whispers. “Are you a virgin?” He asks.
You don't say anything as you're dragged into the dreary, dark building. He pulls you through the place, opening a door to what you can only assume is a bedroom. The door swings open, revealing three other girls, laying on a mattress on the floor. You're shoved into the room, as the driver grabs one of the other girls, pulling her up.
“It's your turn.” He says, gripping onto her arm.
“I don't want to… Please no, let me stay! Please!” She screams as the door slams behind them. You quickly get to your feet, grabbing onto the doorknob. You try to twist and pull in a panic, but it doesn't budge.
“It's no use.” One of the girls sighs. “They lock it from the outside.”
“Where are they taking her? What the fuck do they want?” You ask, still trying to work on the doorknob.
“They only take us out when there's a buyer lined up. There was another one of us a few days ago… but they took her.” Another one says.
“A buyer?” You whisper, your stomach dropping.
“They're gonna sell us all. You included.” She says.
“No. No, that's not gonna happen. My dad will find me… my… someone will find us.” You murmur.
“Yeah… we all thought that.” She sighs.
“My dad is a very powerful man. He'll find me.” You say, pacing the small room, your hand on your head.
“I sure hope you're right. I'm Jennie, this is Chae and Jihyo.” Jennie says, pointing to each one of the dirty girls.
“How long have you guys been here?” You ask.
“A few weeks maybe… I'm not really sure. We don't get outside. We can't even tell if it's day or night. But whatever you do, don't tell them anything about yourself. Nothing they can use as a selling point.” She says.
“I didn't… I didn't tell them… but someone did.” You whisper.
“What was said?” She asks.
“That I'm a… virgin.”
“Are you?”
You nod your head.
She sighs loudly. “Good luck.”
**
“I have to go to the bathroom!” You yell. You had fallen asleep for a while, and you were assuming it was the next day but being in a room with no windows and no clock, you had absolutely no fucking idea. “Let me go to the bathroom!” You scream, pounding on the door.
Seconds later the door swings open, pulling you from inside the room. He shoves you towards the bathroom. You glance out the window, it's dark outside but you can't tell if the sun is coming up or going down. You're pushed into the bathroom, the man that was sitting in the back with you, closing the door behind him. He stands there, staring at you, waiting for you to go.
“I can't go with you watching me.” You snap.
He smiles, walking towards you. He clenches his fist, swiftly launching it into your stomach, knocking the wind out of you. You crumple over, gasping for air, while he kneels down in front of you, grabbing your hair, forcing you to look at him.
“You're gonna do whatever the fuck I want you to do.” He snaps. “If I wanna watch you take a piss, I fucking will. And if I wanna check to see if you're really a virgin, I will. Do you understand me?” He asks, pushing you back. You smack your head on the side of the bathtub, causing your vision to go slightly blurring.
“I asked you a fucking question!” He snaps. “Do you understand me?”
“Yes.” You whimper.
“Good. Because until I decide otherwise, you belong to me.” He grins.
**
It had been weeks, maybe months, could very well have been a year. You had no idea. You were exhausted, your body had been beaten, bruised and bloodied. And at this point, you wished they would just kill you. It was only you and Jennie left, the other two girls were forced away by the man, you learned was named Scar, and the driver, Bud.
“It's finally here.” A voice rings through the room. You open your eyes, seeing the outline of Scar standing in your room.  “Y/N. It's your time to shine.” He says, walking towards you. You want to fight, to scream but you're tired. Your body is exhausted, worn down and you don't have any fight left in you. He grabbed your arm, having to practically drag you out of the room. He shoves you outside, your first breath of fresh air in so long. You took it in before they took you to the car. Putting a blindfold on you before driving off. A few hours later, you're thrown over the shoulder of someone, taken inside a building, and placed in a chair. Scar takes the blindfold off, you squint, trying to adjust to the dimness of the room.
“What am I doing here?” You ask.
“You're off to the highest bidder, my little virgin.” Scar laughs. “Come and claim your prize. My most expensive sale.” He yells out. You see the shadow of a man walking into the room.
Your eyes… they're playing tricks on you. They have to be.
“My gorgeous girl.” The voice murmurs. He comes closer. You're confused… how? How did this happen?
“What?” You whisper. “Please… save me.” You beg.
“I am, I am. Don't worry.” He smiles. “You're safe now. With me.” He whispers, gently caressing your face, with a smug look on his own.
You breathe a sigh of relief. “Minho.” You murmur thankfully, before remembering that everything you had gone through, was because of him.