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Chapter 11

And immediately beginning with an apology. My depression reached a low again, and I was procrastinating, since I wasn't worth doing anything.

School started again, meaning I have stress and more problems.

I am now back, but I have no idea how much I'll be able to write.

Also, I thought about making an Amino for this fanfiction, since I wanna read all your theories, but I don't have the time to read all the comments, since school.

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The beeping sound of the heart monitor was the only thing reassuring that Hyunjin was just sleeping, not dead.

Seungmin was standing next his hyungs bed, staring at the beautiful features of the older. He looked like Sleeping Beauty.

"Wake up soon, I wanna talk to you," Seungmin muttered, softly touching Hyunjins hand, not wanting to wake him up.

A knock on the door made him flinch back. Who came to visit Hyunjin?

The door opened and a young boy entered. "Am I interrupting?"

Seungmin shook his head. "Hyunjin is sleeping, though."

"Oh. Well, then I can introduce myself. My name is Karasuma Iko, I am a friend of Hyunjin."

Iko laughed at Seungmins puzzled expression.

"I'm his friend from dancing. You may know my older brother, Yejun. He's a trainee of JYP and our instructor."

That would explain a lot.

"I'm Seungmin, a groupmate of Hyunjin."

Before Iko could answer, Hyunjin groaned.

"Good morning, rise and shine, the princess is here." Iko grinned at Hyunjin, who laughed, then coughed.

"Dude, do you want me to die? I just came out of a cellar, why did you have to make a joke?"

Seungmin looked at his hyung in confusion. Princess?

"It's a running gig with me and him. He thought I was a girl the first time he met me, so now he always calls me a girl~" Iko laughed again. He seemed to be very cheerful, even though he hadn't seen Hyunjin in three months since he had been locked into a cellar.

"Really?

Hyunjin nodded. "Usually, Jisung annoys me a lot when I'm texting Iko, so I say that I'm texting a girl, because it shuts him up."

Seungmin stayed silent.

"How's your hip?", Iko asked, a grin on his face.

The reply was a shrug. "It hurts, it's now made out of plastic, walking will probably work, dancing... I'll have to see about that."

The boy nodded, satisfied. "So you're doing well?", he prodded deeper.

Hyunjin confirmed it with a smile.

The members came later, and they liked the news, that Hyunjin was okay, even though none of them wanted to believe that dancing might never again be Hyunjins thing.

Minho arrived last, the members waited outside, since he requested to talk to the Dancer alone.

Minho was pale, and looked like he could fall asleep instantly.

Hyunjins expression was worried when his hyung sat down next to his hospital bed.

"I'll get straight to the point," the visitor began. "Who did it? You must remember him, his voice or face."

Hyunjin stared at him for a few seconds,  before the pictures began flooding his mind.

The darkness, powerful and scary. He couldn't see anything, and there was no sound to be heard.

With a bang, the door got opened. Heavy footsteps came closer.
He was back.

A sigh cut through the silence after he had stopped moving.

Then the sound of a pipe being dragged over the floor.

"It's all your fault," he said. "Well, it's not just your fault, but someone has to pay, right?"

"HYUNJIN!!", Minho yelled, trying to shake the younger from his nightmare. "HYUNJIN!!"

A nurse came into room, taking one look at Hyunjins heart rate and left to get some sort of drug.

Pain.

A lot of pain.

Unimaginable pain.

The panting of the man, the laughter when he releaved his anger and stress.

And the voice coming from a mouth shaped into a soft smile - "You poor creature. Do you really think you'll escape alive?  Never. Now smile for the camera." He pulled out a phone, taking a picture of Hyunjin lying on the floor barely conscious.

"Chan will love this picture, don't you think?"

That voice.... Hyunjin knew that voice so well. He had heard it every day during his trainee days.

He [A/N: Anonymous] laughed. "See you soon, Hyunjinnie. Try not to die, I still need you, okay?"

It was dark again when Hyunjin woke up again. He had no sense of time, a day passed, two, or maybe just an hour?

No food. No water. He never got anything, unless he brought it, which he usually forgot.

Hyunjin was in hell.

And suddenly everything went black.

"He's more or less calm now. What did you say to him to make him so.... scared?"

Minho stared at Hyunjin, who had fallen asleep due to the drug. "I asked him what happened."

"Don't do that again. It's not good for him. He's still not over the incident."

Minho nodded and left the hospital room.

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Sorry that this is so short. Tbh, Hyunjin in the cellar was one plot twist, so now I have to figure out how to connect it to the next plot twist....

I kinda let out my depression and stress out on Hyunjin.... it helped though. I actually didn't plan on telling you what happened in the cellar. But anyways, you know who it is now?

Teddy out~ ♥