Ruined - BTS PJM [21+]

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Trigger warning! Sexual assault ahead :(

I was inside the same room. This time on bed. I tried to sit on the bed but fell backwards instantly. The worn out rags were no longer wrapped on my body. I was wearing a black gown and the dried stains of blood and dirt on my skin was gone.

My long hair has been untangled and combed neat. A soft floral smell grasped my nose.

I closed my eyes again and fell asleep, still aching with so much pain on my tormented body.

I don't know for how long I have been sleeping. I woke up at a sharp pain covered my right arm. A transparent liquid has injected to me. And I could taste a metallic essence inside my mouth. Then, my head started to ache in a great pain.

I screamed as to my pain but no sound came. Only tears blocked my visions instead.

After few seconds, I felt a little energy in my body.

The woman who injected me said, "It's vampire blood that gave you strength."

She stood up and walked to the door. Holding the knob before leaving, she added, "Be grateful for our master. Without his blood you would've been dead already with pain"

And then, she left.

Why? Didn't you let me die?

Wasn't it him who did this to me? How am I suppose to feel grateful when he's the one who put me in this misery?

My strength was gaining slowly. I stayed still on the bed for few minutes and finally I could sat up on the bed.

I walked to the cupboard with wobbling legs. A shrieking pain hit my head as momentarily my visions black out with glitches. I knelt down until my visions get clearer and finally moved to the cupboard. It was in front me and I opened a drawer. There were many weird outfits which I can't come up with which one I should wear.

They were all sexy and erotic.

I closed the cupboard and looked around. There was a huge mirror at the corner of the room. I paced slowly to the mirror.

For a long time, I haven't seen my face. I didn't even remember how I looked like at the my world.

I reached to the mirror and stopped there, eyes closed. And opened my eyes slowly.

My skin wasn't glowing anymore. And the sparks on my green eyes weren't there. I looked at the person who was standing infront of the mirror, surprised. I looked humany with scars on my body that proves my painful past, bags underneath my eyes, bruises and features that screams the pain I went through. I looked nothing but sad, depressed, tormented, used, hated and unloved.

An idea popped up in my head. I quickly ran to the large frame of windows and tried to see if they were unlocked. Sadly, they were all locked.

I ran to the door.

What if it is open?

I grabbed the door knob and turned it. It clicked open, TO MY FREEDOM! I felt so free. I ran out of the door not thinking twice. This could be the last chance I get to get out of here.

Adrenaline rushed to my blood as I felt an energy while my feet were running for my escape.

I just wanted to run and escape from this castle of evil.

As I run, I came to a massive hall with old arts and statues. I ran across it. My bare foot steps echoed through the hall. A large wooden door came to my view, this must be it, the exit. Just as I was about to open the door, I was pulled from behind and thrown to the wall. A thick wooden frame sank into my lower back and I fell down. I squirmed in pain that dominated my body once again.