kidnapped

|eighteen|

"what happened?" doyoung asked after i calmed down. "er, do you want to talk about it?"

"he—he was forcing me to put my legs around his waist b–but i tried not to and i–i had a panic attack."

he only nodded.

i looked over to jungwoo and taeyong who were right outside my door and arguing. johnny had showed up too.

"she was fine with me!" johnny yelled.

"what—"

"johnny wasn't forcing it," i told doyoung. "he wasn't acting like taeyong. and to be honest, johnny's hotter."

"uhm..."

"i know, i'm crazy," i answered.

"i... i have a question," he hesitated.

"what is it?"

"i'm sorry if this is too personal, but, uh, w–why did you have a panic attack?"

i laughed. "it's alright. but when i was younger my stepbrother lucas—"

"lucas?!" jungwoo and johnny asked at the same time from the doorway as taeyong snuck away.

"yeah? he's my stepbrother," i told them, confused.

"my brother's friend's cousin is lucas," jungwoo said. (im getting confused writing this oops)

"wait... renjun?"

"yeah," jungwoo thought for a second.

"so... actually no. i'm renjun's step cousin?" (is that a thing idk)

they shrugged.

"so carry on before you were rudely interrupted," doyoung glared at the two standing in the doorway.

"right. so when i was y–younger," i took a deep breath as tears bit at the corners of my eyes, remembering how he touched me. "l–lucas—" i could barely say his name as i broke down. i sat there while the only noise heard were my ugly sobs.