kidnapped

|seventeen|

someone knocked on the door and tried the handle.

"why the fuck is it locked?" doyoung said. he tried the handle again but still with no progress.

"break the fucking door if you have to!" i yelled to him while taeyong kept giving me hickeys.

"taeyong, please just stop already," i begged, trying to get away from him. he slapped a hand over my mouth. "shut it."

banging was suddenly heard on the door, repeatedly. it sounded like a chair and after a couple minutes i found out it was. its legs put two holes near the top and i saw doyoung peeking inside. he saw me shaking and his eyes widened and kept ramming the chair to the door.

"what the hell are you doing?!" jungwoo screeched.

"just help me!" doyoung yelled back.

"i can get the key you dipshit!"

doyoung stopped. "i knew that!" he scoffed. the door handle clicked after a minute and doyoung burst the door open. him and jungwoo tried to peel taeyong away.

"bro what the fuck?! you were just scared of her yesterday!"

jungwoo finally got taeyong off of me while doyoung held me. i cried into his chest, shaking, hugging him tightly. he stroked my hair.

he led us to my bed, in which i tried getting away from him. he let me go and waited until i realized he wasn't going to try anything. i sniffled a 'sorry' and let him hold me again while i cried and let my panic attack pass.

lmao this was the third part of a chapter that i had to split to make the story longer hahA