Fear | K.th [Editing]

Who She Is [19°]

Evangeline stares at Kim, making sure he's asleep before unwrapping herself from his arms. She quietly removes the covers over her naked body, slim legs coming down to plant themselves onto the wooden floor. She watches his sleeping figure for a moment before she stands up and walks over to the bathroom. Upon entering, she catches a glimpse of her body. She turns over to the mirror, scanning her eyes up and down. Red and purple blotches litter her body.

She hates this. Of what she must do to get closer to the man she loathes. It makes her feel gross, disgusting and vile. This is only a small portion of her plan. Once she gets closer, once he finally lets her in–all of this will be worth it in the end...she hopes.

Her thoughts fall back onto their intimate moment. Kim doesn't see her when they're having sex. It isn't Evangeline that he's fucking. It's Soomi. And maybe that's another reason she feels so icky. Knowingly allowing a dick inside her that only gets up to the thought of another woman.

This is happening to her all over again, bringing up past wounds of Evangeline finding out her ex had been doing the same to her. How she found the messages in his phone of him texting another woman. She was prettier, skinnier with bigger boobs and ass.

Then he would come home to Evangeline and use that same dirty dick on her that was being sucked with fuller lips.

She swallows the budding saliva in her mouth, tears pricking her eyes. She quickly blinks them away. She almost finds it comedic. She was just praising Kim's thrusts, pleasure feeling all her senses, now here she was–standing naked in the middle of her kidnappers bathroom, crying pitifully after.

Her eyes snag on a dark figure standing a few feet away from her. She turns around quickly; the figure no longer there. She scans the bathroom, wondering if that was Kim. She walks over to the slightly ajar door and peaks into the bedroom. Kim was still there in the same position she left him in, the moonlight casting shadows across his sleeping face.

She turns back to the mirror, eyes widening to see the silhouette standing beside her. She shuts her eyes, then opens them a second later; the dark figure still near her. It doesn't move, and neither does she.

Evangeline remembers then, the same shadowy entity had appeared in the Slaughter when Yu Kwon was on top of her. This thing, whatever it may be, feels familiar to the woman. Not just from that one occurrence, like it's been there before. At other times Evangeline has felt scared and alone. It doesn't do anything from what she can understand.

It's just there. Maybe, to not make the woman feel so lonely.

Ah, what is she saying? Evangeline steps away from it. This is all so crazy. She's seeing shadowy figures! Something's not right here, with her.

She needs to get her mind straight, to remember what she's been trying to do since being put in this damned purgatory.

She looks up through the mirror, staring at a vent installed into the ceiling. It was big enough for her to slip into, but how would she get up to it? She would need a ladder, or maybe a chair.

There is no furniture like that inside Kim's room, and she doesn't know where she will find one to bring back without raising suspicion with personnel she may pass.

Her head whips toward the bathroom door upon it being thrown open, Kim staggers in. He halts when he sees her next to the sink. He looks taken aback as much as she does, but he's glad to see her still inside his room. He thought he may have made a mistake.

Evangeline glances down at him then back up to his eyes before turning around and shielding herself.

Kim comes forward. He questions if everything's alright with the woman, she nods trying to turn her naked body away from his eager eyes.

The shadowy figure is gone.

She goes to leave the bathroom, but Kim holds up his arm to stop her.

He walks over to the bathtub in the middle and turns on the faucet. "Come, bathe with me."

Evangeline meets his gaze before lowering her eyes toward the porcelain bathtub. Her ears pick up on the splashing of the water as it starts to fill the tub.

She swallows hard. She doesn't understand this reaction her body is having. She's perfectly fine when the maids come to bathe her, but seeing Kim next to the flowing water reminds her of the Acts. How brutal he becomes.

She's afraid he might push her head under at any given moment, body naturally cowering backward.

Kim is unaware of the internal struggle Evangeline is having, back toward her to make sure the temperature is comfortable.

She tries to self-soothe herself, it's just bathing. She tells herself. She's not in that room. Everything's fine.

She steps forward when he beckons her. She gets in first, big toe feeling the temperature of the water. It's not cold like in the Act room. It's warm, just right. She sinks in further, encasing the rest of her body up until her shoulder blades.

Kim steps in after, the water swishes. He lets out a sigh, arms coming down to rest on the brim of the tub.

She watches him silently, their legs touching.

"I know about your plan, Evangeline." Kim says.

Evangeline waits for him to explain.

He nods, eyes set forward. "Why you're so close to Min. Why Park was choking you. Why you were asking the doctor about me." He finally meets her widened gaze, "I even know about how you tried seducing my brother in trying to get him to help you."

Suddenly, the water makes her feel enclosed again. Her breathing hitches when his hand goes to touch her knee sticking out of the water. His grip tightens.

"You're very clever, I'll give you that." An ever so slight smirk comes across his face. He doesn't say anymore, allowing the silence to fall onto them.

He gets out of the tub, the water falling off his large body. He grabs a towel and wraps it around his body before exiting the bathroom.