Kidnapped

Trapped

Scarlett's POV

I wake up and my head is pounding. As I slowly remember what happened my eyes shoot open and I look around me. The first think I notice is that I'm not wearing any clothes besides my bra and underwear. The next thing I notice is Sangwoo sitting backwards in a chair, facing me. Terrified I quickly think of a way out

I quickly stand up and run towards a flight a steps behind him where I assume is the exit. Suddenly I get snapped back and fall to the ground. Confused I look at what snapped me back and realize I'm chained to the wall on the far side of the room.

I hear laughing and turn around, remember where I am as if I forgot. Sangwoo gets off the chair and claps with a smile on his face. It's a very... familiar smile and it makes me back away with widened eyes. He looks at me and grabs a bat that was leaning on the wall. 

"Your a feisty one," he says as he walks towards me, pointing at me with the bat, "I like it. But unfortunately we can't have that here."

I back into a wall and look behind me for a second before looking up, and Sangwoo stands no more than 10 feet away. I quickly cover my face with my arms and crouch on the ground, with my knees up to my chest preparing for him to hit me or something. But nothing happened.

I open my eyes and Sangwoo's just standing there with the bat rested on his shoulder and his head tilted to the side, with a concentrated look on his face.

He steps back a step and studies me before asking, "Have you... Been through this before?"

I didn't say anything, instead I just look up at him. He crouched down in front of me and puts the bat on the floor while holding it, almost like a cane. I look him up and down for a second.

He sighs and stands up speaking, "I hate to do this to you. But I can't have you running away."

He quickly grabs my legs and pulls me down. I squeal in shock and he pins one leg down with his foot before swinging the bat.

I scream in pain at the contact. My ankles breaking with every hit. I wish I could pass out from the pain but I can't.

After what seems like forever he stops and leaves the room. I continue screaming in agony, wondering how no one can hear me and why they're not helping.

Eventually the pain subsides just enough for me to be able to stop screaming. I don't dare move, not even when I hear footsteps coming down the stairs towards me.

I look up and see Sangwoo come in with something in his hands. I try scooting away from him but the pain is too much and I stop. I stare at him, afraid of what he might do. Instead of hurting me he kneels down in front of me and starts bandaging my legs. It hurts but not as bad as before.

I look at him confused then he starts to speak, "It's not the best but, at least it's something. I can't take you to the doctor."

I look at him baffled. Didn't he kidnap me?  He's the one who broke my legs, why is he bandaging them? He looks up at me when he's through and sighs.

"I can't have you running away, sooner or later, you'll come around."

That's the last thing he says before he picks me up, putting me on a small, thin mattress and going upstairs.

I lay there in the dark confused and hurt. I only hope Jason can find me. I don't wanna go through this again.

I clench my eyes shut and hug myself. It takes a long time but eventually I let myself fall asleep.

I jolt awake, water soaking me. Sangwoo stands over me with a cup and a grin on his face.

"Wake-y wake-y eggs and bakey," he says enthusiastically, "There's someone I want you to meet.... Arms up."

This guy is insane, and I thought I was confusing. Even so I do as I'm told, and lift my arms. After all, I can't run away. And I definitely don't wanna get hurt again.

He lifts me up by my waist and carries me up the steps of the basement.

"Before you meet him, you gotta clean up a little bit," he says before he sits me down in the bathroom floor.

He grabs the shower head and starts the water. The water hits me in the face and I close my eyes tightly and hold my arms up to block it.

"ARMS DOWN," he yells and I listen.

Hesitantly I lower my arms and let him wash me. There were several instants where I wish I could stop him, but I didn't.

The water stops and he throws a towel at me. I grab it and start drying myself off while he leaves the room. When he comes back he puts pair of clothes he set on the toilet.

"Arms up," he said, and I obeyed.

He put the shirt on then lifted me up and put on the skirt. I hate skirts so much. He then held me bridal style and took me into the kitchen. The guy I saw from before was sitting in the rolling chair at the kitchen table.

He sits me down on the floor in front of this miniature table thing, that has some food on it. He then goes to sit at the kitchen table beside the other boy.

I avoid his gaze by looking down as I skeptically eat the food. It felt as if he was staring at me the whole time.

"Bum, say hello to our new guest, scar,"he says happily.

I hear who I assume to be Bum mumble a quiet hello. I wave slightly as I take a glance at him. He was also looking down.

"Since you two will be spending a lot of time together, I want you two to get to know each other," he paused before speaking again, "tell you what.... I'll even start you off. Bum, this is Scar, she doesn't talk. And scar this is bum, he talks, just not much."

He looks at Bum seriously as he tells him to teach me about a line? I sit there confused as I slowly eat the food given to me.

"I'm gonna go, run some errands, and let you two get to know each other," he smiles and leaves the house.

I widen my eyes as I realize, he didn't lock the door. I begin to crawl out of the kitchen, painfully.

"Uh-um. I wouldn't do that, if I were you," Bum warns as he follows me on his rolling chair, "Don't cross the line, he'll kill you."

I stop and look at him, confused and angry. That's my freedom, and he's telling me not to take it?

"He Uh, he cut a line, in the floor. If you cross it, he'll kill you," he looks at me and them rolls back into the kitchen.

I sigh in defeat. I don't wanna believe him but, I don't wanna take the chance and die either. I'm trapped.