Miss Cute | Yoonseok

Trapped

bad language, violence, and sexual content. please don't read if you're a minor ( Not That y'all care anyways but I tried 😂😂🙌🏻💋💋)

Me and pep continued walking to a near bar and my feet were aching. I prayed to the bright white stars to free me from some kind of curse I had. I told pep that I had accidentally cut myself and in response he demanded me to sit on one of the brown benches before he pulled out the shard right in  the middle of the streets where everyone was staring because they thought pep was molesting me or something. I still didn't feel so good either while I stared at all these tall buildings with different neon lights decorating it. I already told him that the wound would become infected and i'm still a little freaked out of the fact that pep didn't bring no drugs this time.

We walked for about what seemed like 15 minutes before I noticed that we weren't going to the bar that we always go. "Where are you going?" I asked him stopping in my tracks. I was terrified, nothing that we do seemed like the things we usually did. He used to just put makeup on me, then take me to this one bar that I know from the back of my head, then I flirt on the client that would pay, afterwards the client would take me to a room where I would dose him of drug to put him to sleep and undress his shirt to set what he thought we did into a reality. Pep would get the money and we get out that's it! but now he put more makeup than usual, smiles and laughs by himself more than usual, and now he's dragging me to some place I don't even know.

"Sara move it damn it!"

" I won't move until you tell me where we are going!"

"Calm down sweetie it's just a change of scenery. Look, look see it's beautiful" he said pointing at a large caramel and cream colored building that extended as high as perhaps sixteen floors and said hotel on the rose gold elegant billboard sign. "Are you crazy!!" I whisper yell at him beginning to walk  backwards now that I felt even more skeptical. " Look! I already told you that he was rich! of course he's not gonna meet us in a bar!" he said pulling me back by the wrist with vigorous force. " Why will he pay so much to have a one night stand!?" I yelled at his face finally making him stand to think about it.

"Honestly I don't know"

"Okay and let's say I do go in there, you don't have the drug so what were you planning to do with me huh? Offer me and then run away with the money so that he would kill me only when he finds that i'm a male? no sir! i'm not going." I said turning around to leave but after two painful steps I felt something thick right against my back spine and it clicked.

"Yoongi I don't want to do this." He spoke lowly as if his breath were tickling my ear. At this moment I attempted  to hold my tears back.

" It doesn't have to end like this yoongi." he said and I raised my hands up slightly still trying to hold back tears. ' He wouldn't shoot me in the middle of a crowd would he?'

" You gotta understand, This is an offer of money I cannot just pass up yoongi." he said pointing it at back even harder.

"look it's beneficial for you and me. I get the money and you won't have to deal with this anymore or at least not die in my hands..." he attempted to prompt me as I started to breathe fast. He walked around me until I saw him face to face. " Now don't cry you're going to ruin your mascara and eyeliner." he said pretending to be sympathetic and wipes the tear on my cheek. "All you have to do is turn around, look pretty, and walk." he commanded smiling this time pointing the ruger GP 100 gun in my face. "Turn around" he whispered and I did what he told me.

Once inside the hotel we were greeted with a bright attitude as the chandelier shines above us with great energy. The place was modern and elegant, The hotel looks just like any normal one and didn't carry out unique colors besides creme, caramel, brown, and gold. Some people were staring at us as we passed by, I blame it on the fact that we seem out of place compared to these people whom I assume are rich. Pep didn't really own much of elegant clothing for he liked spending his money on useless things and I was just a mess with my black long messy wig not placed correctly nor neatly, My dress expresses sluttyness since the skirt didn't go below my knees, and my make up could have possibly became ruined. Pep guided me to the counter where a foreign lady smiled at us and asked us if we needed anything. She had a braided blond hair and she was wearing pure garnet lipstick. After receiving I formation from the white lady, pep calmly lead me to an area at the far end of the fancy hallway. Then is where I commenced hearing the bumpy and muffled music. Pep took me inside the place that had it's lights all off making it hard to discreet the people whom wore neon glow sticks. Pep took me to sit at a table on the back. Only neon lights showed where it was necessary to look and thanks to that I could at least make out people drinking alcohol,talking, and dancing. The radio was blaring with pop and romantic music. I had thought that maybe just maybe I can escape but for me it was too late.