Struggles (Book One)

A Deal

Zelo’s POV:

I need him. Where was he? Where was I? Who was here with me? All I knew was that I was kidnapped while I was practicing the “No Mercy” choreography. I looked around the house I was in. It was old and gross looking. My wrists were tied with a rope that was attached to the ceiling. I was just tall enough to reach the floor so I wasn’t dangling. I heard footsteps, many of them, coming closer to me.

“He’s awake. What now?”

“You heard what Donald said. Rough him up a bit.” Before I could protest, fist were flying and hitting my body everywhere. I groaned and screamed for them to stop, but that only encouraged them more. I felt the back of my leg being slightly cut. I don’t know how much more of this pain I could take.

“Stop!” I heard the voice from across the room. The guys obeyed the order and stopped hurting me. I hung my head down as silent tears ran down my cheeks. A man walked in front of me and lifted my chin.

“Hello Zelo. My name is Donald and I happen to be your brother. I checked to make sure, but the tests showed that we have the same father. You are probably wondering why I brought you here.” He waited for me to answer, but continued once he realized I was too shocked to. “Well I brought you here for two reasons. One, because you are one way of getting Yongguk and Deonne here for me. And two, since we are family related now, I was wondering if you wanted to join my gang and someday inherit it.” My eyes widen.

“I would never… join you in any… group… gang… or even a… simple activity…” I hissed out, barely breathing because my lungs were on fire.

“Well you will join me once everyone that matters to you is gone and you have nowhere left to go. Oh and rule number one in my gang…” He got really close to my face and glared into my eyes, “no one tells me no.” He let go of my chin and started to walk away. “Teach him a lesson boys, but keep him alive.” After Donald left, the fist went back to hitting every inch of my body. The knife returned to cutting little slivers down my leg. I tried to hold in the pain, but it was too much for me and shortly I blacked out.

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Daehyun’s POV:

I tried to scream for Deonne to warn her of the people in the dorm, but my mouth was covered before I could. There was nothing I could do to help her. I was the worst boyfriend ever. I was thrown into a van and was taken to this really old looking house. I was shoved out of the van and fell to my knees. Someone grabbed me by my hair, since the only thing I had on was my boxers still, and pushed me into the house. The first thing I saw when we entered was Zelo. He was hanging by his wrists with his head hung down. He looked like total crap.

The guy that had a grip in my hair, finally let go and pushed me to the ground. My wrists were tied together and I was hung just like Zelo but a couple feet away from him. There was a chair in between us and a guy came over sitting down on it. He turned into the chair where he was facing me and smiled.

“Well hello Daehyun.”

“Who the hell are you and what do you want with us?” I glared at the guy, but he just chuckled at me.

“My you are an eager one. My name is Donald. I am Deonne and Zelo’s older brother. I am also the leader of this gang of guys who brought you here. You will find out what I want all in good time. Now what shall we do as we wait for Deonne to arrive?”

“So you are the boy who caused my Deonne so much pain? You bastard, you will pay for all you are doing.” Donald got up and walked over to me. He slapped me across the face probably leaving a hand print.