darkest hour △▼ wonwoo

three

"Hello Hanbyeol"

I took a step back, in hope I would be able to get away, unfortunately it didn't work, my back met the cold door, when I tried to open it, it was already locked.

For the first time I could see his face, not clearly because of the darkness in that room. His face wasn't scary at all, unlike his gaze. I could feel anger pouring out of his eyes.

"P-please don't hurt me." I pleaded, my voice came out so quiet, I was surprised I even managed to speak. His frightening laugh filled my brain, while he had a playful smirk on his face. It was more terrifying the fact I could hear him, while his mouth wasn't even open.

He walked towards me and start taking my school jacket off, I tried stopping him, I tried getting away, but not matter how skinny he looked, that man was strong.

After he threw my jacket on the floor, he rapidly took my shit off too, all I could do was scream in panic, I didn't have strength to move  anymore, after trying so many times.

"Oh don't worry, I'm not here to give you pleasure." he said, after pushing me on a chair, just with my skirt and bra on. Those words were far from comforting, I was thinking he was going to do something, and after that I didn't have any clue of what he was going to do to me.

He trapped me on the chair, the chained my legs, my arms and my body to it, I couldn't move a single muscle.

"Stop please!" I yelled after he finished chaining me up. Was he going to kill me? I didn't want to die, I was still young, I had so many things yet to do, I didn't want to leave my parents behind, I didn't want to leave Wonwoo behind.

It was like my words were nothing to him, my pleading wasn't affecting him in anyway. I couldn't stop screaming and crying, and he wasn't doing anything yet.

Suddenly the lights went fully on, and was able to take a look around the room I was in. It was nothing like the principal's room, like the door was indicating, it was far worse. The only thing aside from the chair there was a table, next to me, with knives lying on it. I stopped screaming immediately, my eyes widened and my heart beats got faster, if that was any possible.

"Let the fun begin."

He grabbed one of the knives and looked me right in the eye, before sliding it down my thigh, his eyes showed no mercy, he was enjoying hurting me. He kept on doing cuts on my legs, while I screamed in pain.

"Why are you doing this? You are a monster!" I cried when he finally stopped and went to the table. My legs were covered in blood, some of it caught in my skirt edges, and on the floor.

He turned around slowly, with a different knife this time. I could see he was furious with my words, his eyes turned full black immediately.

"I'm doing this because you made me like this, Hanbyeol!" Is angry yell echoed in my mind, while his face was too close to mine. I didn't understand his words. I had made him like that? It just didn't make sense to me.

He started to hurt me again, this time on my belly, and watched closely me screaming and crying. I felt that this time he cut deeper, and he kept this way.

I stayed countless hours there, it seemed like he wasn't even getting tired from marking my body. I had no strength anymore, not even to scream, I was just crying and staring the wall in front on me.

My vision started getting blurry, my breathing got weaker, my heart beat was slowing down, I wasn't feeling much pain anymore, it was still there, but like it was faraway. I tried fighting my eyes closing, but it was worthless, I was too weak from all the blood lost.

Was it it? Was I dying? I recall wishing for death while he was torturing me, after all that pain, I couldn't find will to live, I wanted it to end.

That was when I felt his cold fingers touch my forehead, following by what it felt like an electric shock running through my body. My eyes shot open and my body fell on the floor, I was free somehow, I didn't even felt he getting the chains away. I looked around and he was nowhere to be seen, he left the door open and my clothes were lying on the floor.

I looked over my body, covered by blood, the cuts seemed to have disappeared, leaving just scars to reming me of what happened. That shock was he healing me?

I stood up, and I felt pain everywhere, the cuts might me gone, they looked healed but I can still feel the pain from them, like they were still wide open.

I noticed a towel next to my clothes, I picked it up, and cleaned the blood, I couldn't appear to Wonwoo covered in my own blood.

The thought of him made me grab my clothes and go outside, I needed to see him again, I needed to see if the was okay.

I didn't pay attention to my surrounding, I didn't try to see if there was a way out, I just ran to the door and opened it. He was there, leaning against the wall, and crying.

"Wonwoo, ar-" i couldn't finish my sentence, when he saw me, Wonwoo ran and hugged me, the pain increased but it didn't matter to me anymore.

"I thought you were gone... I could hear you screaming, and suddenly you stopped, I thought I lost you." Wonwoo cried harder, and I hugged him back, trying to fight my tears. "Please don't leave me, I can't live without you."

A/N: I just edited half of this bc i got lazy.