BamBam | Hell

6:Jealousy

BamBam was now sitting in his room, alone, in the dark and cold, feeling extremely scared about what was to happen next.

Jackson had told him that he'd be coming up to see what he's up to at any given moment, so BamBam had to be on his best behaviour, whatever that meant.

"Baby? What're you doing, hm? Come to Jackie." Jackson suddenly appeared in the doorway. BamBam looked up from his previous position, which was drawing shapes in the dust on the floor. "Come on." Jackson repeated, his hands in his pockets.

BamBam got up, and slowly made his way towards him. His hands were kept behind his back, and his head drooped.

"BamBam? Look at me." Jackson lifted his head up by his chin. "I need something, BamBam. Specifically, rule number eight." He leaned in to BamBam's neck, and grazed his skin with his teeth. BamBam felt two small, sharp daggers sink into his neck and pierce his veins. Not knowing what he was doing, BamBam leaned his head away, to allow more room for Jackson.

After Jackson was done sucking on the wound, he pulled away and ruffled BamBam's hair. "You like that, don't you?" BamBam looked away. "It's ok. You can admit it to me. BamBam? I'm allowing you to have a wander round the house, now. If you need me, I'll be in my office. But of course, you wouldn't know where that is."

"J...Jackson?" BamBam asked, his voice trembling.

"Yes, Yeobo?" Since when did he call him that.

"My neck... it hurts." BamBam sniffled.

"Aww. It's ok. It'll get better, don't worry." Jackson stroked BamBam's neck. "You'll get used to it." He leaned into BamBam's neck once again. BamBam braced himself, and he felt Jackson's lips softly peck his neck. "It'll get better, don't worry." He repeated. With that, he left the room.

'So, Jackson said I could wander round the house.' BamBam thought. 'Maybe to some place with a window?' He let his legs carry him down a corridor, through a hallway and down a flight of stairs. Eventually, after getting lost multiple times, he found a room with a window in it.

Stepping through the door, he was met with a beautiful dark mahogany filled room. In the middle of the room was a dark mahogany desk, with many, many papers stacked on the top, with a few books and fountain pens scattered over them, an ink cartridge and a candle set to the side.

To the left, there was a large bookcase, clad with leather-bound books that had Chinese characters on the spines, and a few folders which Jackson presumably kept work in, whatever his work was.

To the right of the room, was a royal-looking deep red chaise lounge with a black rim and lion legs. It looked beautiful. Next to it lay some more bookshelves and a dark green/brown leaved plant, which surprisingly didn't look dead. In front of the chaise lounge was a deep red stool to match it, again, with black rims and lion legs. In front of the desk, lay a dark brown rug.

Behind the desk, was a large window that was framed by black curtains. The curtains had red rope tie backs keeping them open. The window itself made the outside world look beautiful, and enticing.

BamBam unconsciously strolled over to the window and pressed his hands up against the window, staring out of it. He watched a few people walk by, wishing he could be one of them. But no. He was stuck in this hell-hole.

A young boy, around BamBam's age walked past slowly, stopping right outside the house to pull out his phone. BamBam didn't think anything of him, until he realised: that was his roommate. Banging his fist on the window, he made enough noise to catch his attention.
BamBam mouthed 'HELP!' out of the window, which his roommate seemed to understand. He nodded his head and raised his arms as if to say 'what on Earth happened to you?' BamBam brought a fake gun to his temple, pretending to shoot himself.

Climbing up the tree outside and crawling along the branch, BamBam's roommate leaned forward and grabbed BamBam's wrist - he was now hanging out of the window, and it was a long drop down.

Using the window frame to balance, BamBam successfully climbed out of the window and onto the branch. How was it that easy to do?

"How did you get in there, you moron?" BamBam's roommate asked.

"I don't know, Yugyeom. It's a long story." BamBam frowned.

"Wow so amazing. Let's just get out of here, huh?" Yugyeom patted BamBam's back.

"Yeah. I'd like that." BamBam smiled.
Together they both crawled along the branch and down the tree. BamBam grazed his wrist on the branch, which he was quick to cover up.

The pair were just walking out of the premises when BamBam felt a strong hand grip onto his grazed wrist.

"Where are you going, Yeobo?" That unmistakeable, posh, malicious purr had found him. "Did you think you were just going to leave me here? Alone? No, no, no, Yeobo. We can't have that." Jackson told BamBam, in almost a fatherly way.

Jackson's eyes trailed over to Yugyeom. "And who's this, baby? Not causing you trouble, hm?" Jackson strolled over to Yugyeom, and grabbed hold of his collar. "I don't know who you think you are trespassing on my property, but I suggest leaving right now is the best decision you'll ever make." He poked his chest.

"Kun, who's this?" Yugyeom asked.

"He kidnapped me." BamBam straight up told Yugyeom.

"We need to call the police." Yugyeom struggled against Jackson's grip, but wasn't successful in freeing himself.

"No, you don't." Jackson said lazily. "Perhaps you would like to stay here, with us? You'd love it I'm sure."

"Yugyeom you have to help! He's mad! He's a vampire and he's crazy!" BamBam spat out. He hadn't realised what he'd said until it was too late. He felt fist come down in his face, and with each one thrown, Jackson increased in strength.

"Get off him!" Yugyeom yelled, tugging at Jackson's arm. Jackson flung his arm at Yugyeom, which sent him flying back. While he was busy distracted by Yugyeom, BamBam snuck away from Jackson and held onto Yugyeom's arm.

"I'm scared." BamBam whispered.

"Me too." Yugyeom whispered back.

Yugyeom held BamBam's hand, which angered Jackson more than it should have.

Jackson approached BamBam, and pulled him away from Yugyeom. He pulled him in for a rough, violent, needy kiss before letting go to knock Yugyeom clean out.