Joelle's pov
I wish I could take the pain away. If you could make it through the night, there's a brighter day. Everything will be alright if you hold on, there's a struggle everyday got to hold on...
Muffled music played faintly as I regained my consciousness. My eyes opened and closed countless times as my vision was blurry. My head and entire body hurt, I felt like I've been thrown around and beaten.
Little by little, my vision became normal and I soon notice I was in a cage like cell, almost like a jail cell. The bars were dark and rusty, wood pieces laid beyond the cell, raindrops echoed within the unknown place. Inside the cell, there was nothing but a thin piece of material set aside to be the "bed".
The room was dark, the only way I could see outside the cell was from a bright light showing the staircase.
Quiet sniffles came from the one closes to me as it captures my attention.
"Chaelyn? Is that you?". I ask, praying that it's her and she's okay.
"Joelle?". Her voice sounding happy. "Where are we?".
"I don't know". I pause, crawling over to the other side of the cell as she does the same so we are facing each other. "Are you okay? How long have you been awake?".
Chaelyn panics, "An hour I think, I'm not sure.....I-I don't even know what time or day it is. We could have been here for a week for all I know".
"Chaelyn, you need to calm down. We'll be fine, you'll be fine. It's my crazy ex that planned this.....I won't let anyone hurt you and you can take my word for that".
"How long do you think we've been here?". Chaelyn says, her voice trailing off.
"Mayb-". My words were cut off by a big door opening and slamming shut.
A young man walks from the dark shadows and towards us.
"Hello? Who are you? Where are we?". I ask, starring at the man as he grabbed something from a cooler.
"I'm sorry to do this". The man pauses as he unlocks my cell. "He'll kill me if I don't do what he asks".
"Wha- wait no what are you doing?". I frantically ask as he grabs my arm.
"Please, just relax". He says, pulling something out of his pocket.
"JOELLE". Chaelyn yells.
A sharp object stabs into my forearm as some kind of liquid seeps into my skin. My eyes dart down at the now empty needle and cartage.
"What did you...do..". My voice trails off as my eyes begin slowly closing again, a huge wave of sleepiness hits me as my body hits the thin mattress laying on the cold hard ground.
No pov
The unknown man picked up Joelle's small body as he carried her bridal style out of the cell and towards the exit.
"NO! Where are you taking her! Hey I'm talking to you!". Chaelyn yells after the man as she hits the metal bars.
The man ignores her as he continues walking. His tall figure carries Joelle's body up the stairs and soon, he reaches the top floor of the old abandoned police department. The music became louder while the words could actually be heard clearly as voices spoke loudly in the main lobby.
The man opened a room that looked like it once was an office as it had an old wooden desk, an old broken computer, file cabinets, and more. The man place Joelle on a newly placed couch at the back of the old room.
"I'm so sorry". He says, running a hand through the younger girl's hair.
He looked at the sleeping girl one last time before turning around and walking out the door, closing it behind him.
He knew this was wrong to do, he didn't like it at all but the last thing he wanted to do was get on his boss' bad side, he already had two strikes against him.
Chaelyn's pov
Right after the man took Joelle, all sound inside of the dark room went silent. The only noise in there was just my fast paced breathing.
"HELLO". I yell, trying to get anyone's attention. "Stop hiding, I know someone can hear me".
Tears start forming in my eye, threatening to fall as the faint music turns off and deep male voices start arguing.
I can't believe this is happening.
My body automatically drops down to the ground as it curls up into a ball on the thin mattress.
Within seconds of me curling up, tears rush down my face as I begin to cry. I don't want anything bad to happen to her...to us.
Please dad.....find us...
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bring it || han jisung
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