forced ▪ park chae young

07

I had awoken in an unknown place which was pitch black.

I could smell dust.

I could hear a faint ticking sound from somewhere around me.

I started getting paranoid and nervous as my breathing picked up once I heard footsteps across the dark room.

I could hear a gun being reloaded.

I closed my eyes tightly not wanting to look.

With my eyes closed I knew the lights had turned back on.

"Where is he?"

I opened my eyes to be face to face with someone I didn't recognize at all.

He had dark brown hair and deep green eyes.

There was a black face mask over his mouth.

He smelled like blood and gasoline as well as alcohol.

I couldn't tell if he was sober or not.

"Answer me now or I will hurt you"

I gulped before answering.

"Who are you t-talking about?"

"Your boyfriend"

"W-why?"

He kneeled down on the ground in front of where I was sitting chained up.

He pulled out his knife and started waving it around me.

"Stop asking questions and answer me"

I looked around hopelessly.

I still couldn't tell where we were.

We were in some type of underground basement? I couldn't tell.

"I don't know where he is"

He groaned loudly.

"Yes you do!" He screamed as he stood up pointing his knife to my chin.

I gulped again, afraid of what would happen.

"I was just sitting at home and he was out doing whatever, I don't know where he went!" I yelled.

He scoffed before putting his knife back in his pocket.

"You don't know" He muttered chuckling.

"Well if he doesn't come and find you by sunrise, you're going to be a goner" He said making a gun with his fingers and pointing it at his head.