Breath Taking

"Kim Yugyeom..?"

•• Jackson's POV ••

We stare at the phone as if it were a time bomb that was about to explode. All of us looked at each other with fear written all over our faces. That voice... It sounded like Yugyeom. It seemed to have been calling for help as well...

The way the voice cracked and the desperate tone in that one word. This whole scene sent shivers down my spine as possible outcomes commenced inside my mind. The worse on being that, what if Yugyeom was kidnapped?

Only the thought came up but I could already feel like throwing up as I imagine Yugyeom in a body bag. All sense of positive hope in me died that moment as silence fell upon us...

"Oh my God..." Youngjae muttered as he covered his mouth with his palm. Jaebum went to comfort his boyfriend as he patted his back softly. "Maybe... Maybe we should call the cops?" Mark suggested, leaning on the table.

"That sounds like a good idea..." I muttered as I take out my own phone, seeing that Youngjae was now fully sobbing into Jaebum's arms.

•• Yugyeom's POV ••

I heard my phone ringing beside me as it had been for the past hour. Jinyoung had placed the device beside my head as he had been declining the calls as he continues his torture on me. After another ring, Jinyoung declines it once again. I bite my lip and stare blankly at my phone.

I had tried reaching for it for the past hour already but only ended in more beatings and blows from Jinyoung. I felt weak as I couldn't even find it in me to scream anymore. I've lost much hope

Not even a single moan or whimper, which also led to more punches to my hip, stomach and ribcage. I stare at the ceiling above me as I whimper out in pure pain. Yet again, I hear my phone ring from beside me and again, Jinyoung declined the call.

I sob and sob continuously at the pain as I felt like a filthy toy being used on the floor. Jinyoung had even started slapping my butt as it now grew red and a little purple with bruises.

Then suddenly I hear "Y-Yugyeom ah?" Youngjae's voice call from beside me. It was my phone. Jinyoung must've pressed the wrong button and accidentally answered the call. Unhesitantly, I yelled "Hyuung!" into the phone.

Jinyoung reached for the phone panicking a bit and cut the call. He turned to me with a grim and haunting look. "Wrong move..." He mutters to me as he yanks my head up by my hair and slams it back down to the floor. I saw dots in my vision for a second from the impact.

He finally got off me, pulling up his pants. I see him inspect his knife and immediately felt my blood run cold. He kneeled down next to me and I absolutely lost it. I didn't care anymore and so I started screaming and flailing around "NoOo!! P-please... Help! Help mee!! Someone help!!!"

This made Jinyoung panic as he stabbed me in my hip once and pull out the knife. "A-ah... J-jinyoung ah.. Why..?" I could feel blood flowing from the wound and grip the hurting spot. "It's because I love you" He smirked and winked at me.

I watch as Jinyoung walks out, leaving me here, lying on the floor butt naked with my pants down, shirt hiked up and bleeding. "Freeze!" I heard someone yell outside...

•• Jackson's POV ••

I had dialed the number. I was about to press call when a loud voice made me jump "Freeze!" I hear a loud masculine voice yell. I turn to look to the theater area wear the voice seemed to have come from.

I see police tackling and handcuffing a charcoal haired guy who was partially covered with blood. Wait, he came from the men's room? I checked that bathroom earlier and they said it was closed.

"Woah... What happened there..?" Jaebum muttered as his attention was to there as well. In fact, all our attention was to there. Something in me told me to go there. That Yugyeom was there...

I stood up "Yo dude, where you going?" Mark asked me as I started to walk slowly. "I'm just gonna check that out" I reply back, still staring to that direction. "Oh don't be nosy. I don't think we should get involved" Bambam added.

I roll my eyes "What if Yugyeom's there?" They all fell silent as I proved my point. I gesture for them to come with me and so they all stand up. They follow me as I walk over to the scene where alot of people were already crowding around.

A security gaurd stopped me as I tried to approach the men's room. "I'm sorry sir. But you can't go there, this is now a crime scene" He explains to me and I see officers placing yellow tape on the door. "What happened here?" I asked curiously.

"A sick crime... Some guy just stabbed this poor boy, possibly had raped him as well.." My heartbeat went faster as I listened to his explanation. "What does the boy look like?" The officer thinks a little before answering "Quite a tall kid. A little pale. Short hair, dyed pink" I gulped hard.

"Sh*t..." I hear Mark mutter from beside me. "C-Can we see him?" Youngjae stuttered out, looking petrified. "Do you know the guy?" The officer asked. "Possibly... He sounds like our friend" Jaebum answered for Youngjae who was already tearing up.

The officer led us to an area where alot of police officers were keeping watch. A few officers step to the side. Revealing that baby faced pink haired angel... It was him...

Yugyeom was sitting there, staring blankly at the paramedics who was asking if he was alright now. He had his arms wrapped around himself as he seemed like he was shaking. His eyes were red, signalling he had been crying.

I also so new hickeys and marks all over his neck and collarbone. He had a bruise on his cheek and a cut on his lip. His wrists had red markings on them, looking like he had been tied up or handcuffed.

I didn't know if I was really relieved...