Let Go | wenga

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"Son Seungwan?" A guy said as he pulled the said girl's hair up, making her look up, straight in his eyes.

It was evident in her face on how much she was beaten up. Dried blood around her lips, bruises all over her face, wounds too. Her eyes shows how weak she is already.

She wasn't fed for two whole days.

"What do you want?" Wendy spat as she stared at the guy in a fierce way. Deep inside, she felt like dying.

"Don't give me that look." He slapped her hard, making her spit blood to the floor.

"Oh, blood." The man laughed as he stared at the floor.

"Can you just stop this damn thing and let me go? I'm seriously clueless and I don't think making me a hostage will bring my parents here." Wendy rolled her eyes.

"Shut your mouth! They will come here, with plenty of money. What we exactly needed." The man smirked as he took his knife and held its tips.

"Don't assume, it'll just hurt you."

"Shut the fuck up, Son Seungwan!" He shouted angrily as he threw the knife, landing it on her hair as it hit the wall.

Wendy's breathe hitched as she felt the knife pierced through her hair.

She silenced as she just silently cried.

It's all my parents' fault. She thought.

The man looked back at the door as he heard a slight knock. Wendy immediately had hope.

Did her parents come and save her for the first time?

Do they finally have care for her? Even a little bit?

Her hopes about her parents were crushed.

But her hopes of being saved became high. There came Seulgi, Jimin and a guy who she isn't familiar with.

"Han Jun Ko! Don't you dare touch her again, or you're dead." Seulgi warned as she stared at the guy intensely.