Abducting BTS

Chapter 15- BTS in the box

The train chunters along the tracks and I have to fight to stay awake as it sways me to sleep.

We are spread sporadically through the train among large wooden crates containing car parts or other similar machinery. Aw

Jimin is asleep on a sleeping Yoongi's shoulder and Taehyung and Jungkook have their heads on each others shoulders.

Hoseok is curled up in a ball in the corner leaving only Jin, Namjoon and I awake.

Besides the train and the occasional mumble from someone asleep, it is silent.

Jin is the first to speak in over an hour.

"Your tattoos. Why are they are they like that?" He asks.

I raise an eyebrow but I know exactly what he means. They're... Cruel almost. All of them are depictions of hell, be it Dante's or the artists interpretation. Burning babies, men being raped, women with snakes coming from their mouth. On the center of my spine is a pentagram done with scarification.

"Yeah. I don't like them much either, but then again I didn't chose them."

"Oh..." Jin says falling into thought. "Does everyone in your gang have them?" He asks.

I simply shake my head.

"Satan." Namjoon says with a somewhat angry tone. It throws me off kilter slightly and I take a second to get back to the conversation.

"Yeah... He chose them all. He even did the pentagram scarification one. Didn't hurt too badly, it was the itching as it healed that was the worst part." I smile as I say it but I am lying. I had almost screamed. He had done it far too deeply and as such the scars were raised. They would never fade fully.

No one replies to me for a long time making me rather uncomfortable.

"Why did you join them?" Jin says suddenly.

I turn to him eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Satan I mean. Why did you join him? You don't seem... The type?"

My eyes glance to Namjoon who won't quite meet my gaze. I think he's worked just about everything out so I don't see much point in keeping it a secret. I have come to resent Namjoon's intelligence.

"I didn't. Not really. I was... Sold. When I was younger. Sold to the previous Lucifer. He kept me for a few years before I killed him. That made me the new Lucifer. Satan offered to train and protect me in return for sex and I took the offer as opposed to dying." I shrug nonchalantly but notice an extra pair of eyes on me then there were before. Taehyung is now looking at me with a pitious expression that makes my blood boil.

I know he means well enough and I know he is a kind person, but I resent his kindness more than cruelty. I don't deserve it.

I have done the same thing to them as was done to me. I have torn them away from their life and their families and stuffed them in a box.

Just as I can feel Jin is about to say something I interrupt him.

"Stop." I am instantly on my feet. "Are we slowing down?" I ask my heart beating too fast and too strong.

Taehyung cocks his head and nods. "Definitely." He replies getting to his feet also.

The others begin to wake up and follow suit and stand out of instinct.

"Something is wrong. We're no where near a station and even if we were close, this train doesn't stop." Everyone is up now and looking around anxiously.