'Let's see, can you tell me about Min Yoongi now?' The man snarled. The lass was shivering. For the past 2 days, all she got was nothing but cold air with her at night. It was cold and she tried as hard to roll herself up into a ball for some warmth.
It wasn't helping since she's not exactly flexible and also there's no use.
A bread and a cup of water was all she got a day. No refills, no extra bread. She was starving.
Evidently you could imagine her getting thinner and thinner. Her face was paler than before. Her lips were dried.
She was scared of course. I mean who wouldn't?
Going on an airplane all the way to Australia solo and hauling a taxi but turns out the taxi was hijacked by a gang of mafia-ish type of people.
It was as if it was planned. It was like they were expecting her.
Her arms were sore. The rope that tied her hands behind seems to had loosen a bit though.
There was a nice guy though. He wasn't as buff as the other guards. He was probably the nicest. He sneaked in an extra bread for the lass today.
'One bread a day, boss' orders.' He stated sadly.
'Don't worry, I'll try to sneak in some for you.' He said. 'My boss is crazy.' He stated. The lass was shocked of course. She didn't know he could speak Korean though he looked more like he was a mixed Chinese. His face was unique though.
'I'm Mark.' He put his hand out.
'Sorry, Mark but I can't shake you hands.' She stated, referring the to the fact that she was tied behind.
'I'll free you soon, just you wait.' He stated before leaving.
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The man had came in the next morning, still wanting to pester her about Yoongi's information.
'I am sorry but I can't reveal anything.' she stated again. If she continued using these lines, one day he'll just give up. Costing her life or not, she doesn't care.
'Get to work, boys.' He said. He snapped before he walked out. His buff bodyguard that were next to him stayed.
They were different bodyguards though. She was already filled with fear when she saw them took out the whip.
The first two days, she was badly abused. Her shirt was torn and was filled with dirt. Her hair was sticking out in different places. She had a busted lip too.
'I'm sorry.' They both said simultaneously. They took the whip out before hitting her back. She whimpered out in pain. She was in a crouching position so they just took her back as a target, not caring if it could damage her spine.
They only hit once though.
Guess they just wanted to put on a show to satisfy their boss. One of them that was holding the whip, dropped it before running over to her. He took out a plastic bag that contained medicine from his coat pocket.
'Is it okay if I pulled your shirt up slightly?' He asked. He squatted down next to her. She nodded. It wasn't like she could so anything. At least he was applying medicine rather than leave her alone to die in pain.
'It'll sting a little.' He said before he gently dabbed the ointment on her skin. She hissed in pain, tears stinging her eyes.
'We'll get you out of here, soon. Mark will guide you out and bring you back.' He said.
'Tonight,' He stated before he left with the other bodyguard. At least there was still people like them still exist.
The night came by. A full moon was up, the only light source shining into the room she was locked in. She sat in darkness for the past two days. As much as she was scared of the dark, she was more afraid of her own kind now. Humans.

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Psychopath (BTS Suga)
FanfictionScreaming. Trashing the house. Crying at 3 am in the morning. It all starts with a random flashback of Yoongi's dead fiancee or worse, a nightmare of his beloved. Psychotic was what the members called him. Psychopath was his name...