The lying game | Min Yoongi (Completed)

Chapter 12

Yoongi was at it again. The woman in front of him on her knees, her back facing him. He held her hair as he thrusted into her hard.

The image of Yura crying came in his mind and he wanted to slap himself for it. How could he be so weak to his enemies tears? The moment tears welled in her eyes and he pushed himself away. He must have been a fool.

He channelled all his aggression on the whore in front of him, getting more and more rough. The girl screamed like there was no tomorrow.

I jolted up from my sleep as I heard screaming. A female screaming? Was there some other woman held hostage here apart from me? I realised the voice was coming from near and I put my ear against the wall behind, trying to listen.

My eyes widened and I realised what was happening.

"Ahhh... oppa.. faster... please... faster"

Someone was having sex in the room right beside me. I tried sandwiching my head between a pillow to stop hearing the disgusting noise coming in from there. But it was no use. It was so loud astronauts in space could hear it probably.

After 20 minutes it died down and I finally felt a little relieved. But then my stomach decided to make the ugliest growl. Damn these people did not give me anything to eat. Maybe now was the right time to unlock my hands and go look for something to eat.

I took the pin from my bra, put it into the lock twisting it and in a second it opened. I rubbed my sore wrists which permanently had blue bruises because of being tied continuously. I limped my way out of the bed to the door. The pin went into the lock as I pressed my ear to the door to hear the latch go off. The moment I heard it, I twisted the knob and it popped open. Satisfied with my skill, I put the pin in my hair - currently my most valuable possession.

It was dark outside. Not a sign of any boys. I tried recalling whatever I had seen from the morning when Hyuna bought me up as I made way downstairs, trying my best to tiptoe.

At this point any one could be tempted to run away. But I knew better than to pull of something stupid like this. The house must have alarms so if anyone tried to break their way out, it would start ringing. Secondly, my right leg was in a terrible mess. I wouldn't even be able to run 500 meters without getting exhausted and falling. Third, if they caught up with me, they would probably send me back into the basement and that was the last place I wanted to be at.

I finally found the kitchen. It was huge, bigger than my house. What a shame it looked like no one really used it.

I opened the fridge. Apples, banana milk and some kimchi. Are you freaking kidding me? Who the hell drinks banana milk in this house.

No sign of actual food was found. I ran through a couple of drawers to see if they had some ramen. Nothing. These people were monsters.

With no choice I took two apples and a bottle of banana milk as I sat on the table by the kitchen. It was grand, almost like the ones you saw in castles meant for huge families.

Yoongi walked out of his room, holding his robe in place as he passed by Yura's room. He looked into see a bit of light coming in from the space between the door and the floor. Was she nocturnal? Did she not sleep?

His hands twisted the cold knob as he looked in. Empty. No sign of the girl. His eyes widened as he saw the handcuff tied to the bed. It had been opened and she had escaped.

He ran back to his room, to grab a gun before running down the stairs straight towards the main door. He passed by the kitchen and straight to the main door until he stopped in his tracks. Walking back towards the kitchen, his eyes fell on her sitting on the table, her back facing him.

I nibbled on the core of the apple, not wanting to waste any of the fruit flesh. I tried breaking it into two like I had see Kim Yoojung do it on television but unfortunately I was unsuccessful.

I felt the barrel of a gun on my head but continued eating.

"I heard you run past and I was going to call for you but then I had food in my mouth and I hate speaking with my mouth full"

Yoongi walked past the girl to see her eating an apple, two empty bottles of banana milk in front.

"I really got you there didn't I? You thought I ran away?"

"I am surprised you did not", he said pulling a chair out as he sat in front of me, the gun still pointing to me.

"Yoongi-ssi, I may look dumb but I am not actually dumb. Look at me, what are the odds of me escaping with a broken leg? Also, I can see the wires of the alarm across that wall", I said pointing to it.

He smiled and I was once again captivated by his gummy smile.

"Why Don't you guys keep some food here? Apples? At least something like mangoes or tangerines or probably some ramen. And this banana milk seems it is past the expiration date but I am drinking it because I am hungry"

He kept looking at me and I continued to eat unfazed.

"You can stop pointing that gun at me"

"Doesn't hurt to be prepared", he said shrugging the shoulders. I picked up another apple hoping to crack it this time. No avail.

He extended his hand forward. "There are more inside", I said clutching it tighter, not wanting to give it away. He did not retreat his hand and I hesitantly placed it in his palms.

In front of me he put pressure on the top and the apple cracked in two.

"Woah, apart from me everyone knows how to do it"

He handed me one piece and continued eating the other. I was salty seeing him take it away.

"Yoongi-ssi, is it your room that is beside the one I am kept in?"

"Hmm"

"Do you.. Do you mind toning it down a little.. you know.. when you are.. I mean I can hear it all... I woke up because of it"

He chuckled, chewing on the fruit.

"Not my fault if the girls cannot keep it in"

I narrowed my eyes but continued eating, piercing the straw into my third bottle of banana milk.

"You must be hungry"

"I don't mean to complain but no one came to gave me food today"

I sipped on the milk, occasionally glancing at the man who still had his gun pointed at me.

"How did you get out of the room?"

I froze, gulping down a bit of the milk, not meeting his eyes.

"I forced the handcuffs open", I said lying.

"That is not possible"

"There is a trick. If you do it that way, you actually can"

"And the door? How did you force that open? There is no sign of it being broken"

"Someone left it unlocked. I clicked and it opened", I said hoping he would believe it.

He stood up and I anticipated a slap or punch on the face for lying. He bent down until I was at eye level with him. I was frozen under his intense glare as he looked at me.

His hands slowly made way behind me, brushing past my neck gently as he held my hair. He removed the bobby pin before bringing it in front of me.

"I may look dumb Yura-ssi, but I am not actually dumb", he said, a smirk on his face.