kidnapped

|thirteen|

"i have to get a tattoo?"

"if you somehow escape people will know you belong to us," johnny told me, setting out his tattooing supplies.

"has anyone else had to do this?" i shifted in my place.

"a couple other girls, yes, but they ended up somewhere else."

i gulped. "s-somewhere else?"

"that's for another time. now where do you want this?" he turned around in his chair to face me.

"do i have a choice?"

"not anymore 'cause i just found the perfect spot," he grabbed my left thigh and put a stencil of a bird on the front of my thigh after cleaning the area with a cotton ball.

"ready?"

"sure."

his tattoo gun made painful contact with my skin, making me scream. "goddamnit!"

jungwoo stuck his head in through the bedroom door. "everything alright?"

"just peachy!" i strained through a fake smile while a tear rolled down my cheek.