Kill Me Softly

His Words

Sangwoo shook his head slightly and looked at Yoonbum with a cruel smile,
"Come on, Bum. I brought you food, see? You need to get back your strength if you want to continue our game."
He placed the bowl and bread next to the bed and turned around, walking towards a table on other side of the room that was out of Yoonbum's line of sight. He turned back around and walked back over to the bed until he was standing menacingly over Yoonbum. He grinned psychotically, brandishing a knife,
"Of course," he laughed, "we could always continue right now..."
Yoonbum stared up in terror and he started to struggle to sit up, which only resulted in him falling off the bed onto the floor. Sangwoo laughed evilly and tossed the knife to the floor,
"Nah, I'll wait. Look at you, you wouldn't even be able to appreciate it." He scooped Yoonbum up off the floor and placed him back in the bed with a gentleness Yoonbum had not expected after his threats and degradation. Then, without looking at him, Sangwoo hurriedly left the room. Yoonbum stared at the door, extremely confused. He didn't think Sangwoo would have cared whether or not he was physically able to withstand his abuse, so he started to wonder; maybe Sangwoo had been bluffing? Maybe he didn't really want to hurt him, he was just scaring Yoonbum to keep control over him. His thoughts were cut off by the pain returning to his head. Maybe eating something would make him feel better. He eyed the bowl and bread longingly, but he was suspicious of eating it. What if it was drugged or poisoned? Finally Yoonbum came to the conclusion that it was better to take his chances than to starve, and he was almost certain Sangwoo didn't want to hurt him, so he cautiously took a bite of the bread, which tasted normal... then he looked into the bowl and saw what looked like some kind of broth. He took a sip and immediately his stomach started burning. It was the same sensation he had felt when Sangwoo had made him drink the strange liquid in the basement. Yoonbum started coughing again, his small body convulsing each time he did. After a while, he stopped coughing and started to feel lightheaded. I was wrong, he thought, he did drug me. He drugged me and now he's going to kill me. And with this thought Yoonbum once again blacked out.
Half awake, Yoonbum bolted upright, immediately collapsing back on the pillow. He had had a nightmare again, the kind that always made him wake up screaming and sweaty. As he reassured himself, he felt something cool press against his face. He tiredly looked to the side and saw Sangwoo kneeling at his side with a concerned expression. He raised his hand and begand pressing a cool washcloth against Yoonbum's sweat-covered face.
"Are you awake, Bum? You were having a bad dream, but it's okay now. I'm here, you're going to be fine."
Yoonbum knew this was not the Sangwoo he had seen before. This concerned person who was caring for him was the complete opposite of the deranged man he had seen just hours ago.