Perfect Past | B.BH | [First Book of the Perfect series] | COMPLETED |

39 - Enough

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Grips and pain.

A hand pressed Sumin down hardly against the table as her dress was sliding up her bare thighs.

The cold surface against her chest wasn't comfortable and the hand which traveled down her back was replaced with the hot ashes of the cigarette the man smoked.

The burning feeling rose up and it hurt even more when Juhyun went further down her back, pushing the cigarette onto her thighs. Nothing was hurting more, not even the fact that her hair was gripped tightly to press her down harder.

"How does that feel?"

The voice rung in her ears but all Sumin could do was cry.

No one heard her loud sobs and cries for help.

"Why are you so quiet now? Why don't you open up your filthy mouth again?"

The pain was getting more intense when she landed on the cold ground with her head hitting the floor. She took her chance and crawled slowly to the black leather sofa which was placed in the corner of the large practice room.

The pain in her legs got worse and she was giving in, falling to the ground when she tried to reach for the arm of the sofa.

It hurt so much.

"Get out now." Another voice appeared from behind and she tried to look up but a hand gripped her hair again, pulling the girl towards the black sofa.

"I thought we would do it together?" Juhyun asked loudly and watched how his older brother pushed Sumin on the soft material, causing her to trip over her dress and rip it.

"I got other plans for this Bitch."

Soon, the door was shut and locked up behind Minhyun, leaving him and Sumin in the large room all alone. The steps were getting louder when the student walked towards the girl slowly, a dark grin placed on his mouth which made him look like the worst villain on the planet.

"P-please, let me go." Sumin choked out and met his eyes, holding up her hands to protect herself.

But as if that helped.

Her head was spinning crazily and she couldn't even feel her legs, only numbness was there.

Minhyun opened his belt and grabbed both of her hands, tying them up with it tightly so he could turn Sumin onto her stomach. His hands gripped the dress and ripped it even more open on her thigh area apart, pushing it up to reveal her lace slip.

"It's like you beg me to fuck you."

Sumin cried louder and tried to wiggle out of his grip but it was too late. The slip was pushed down and all she could hear was how he opened up his pants, the loud grunts and how people passed the locked room wihtout even noticing what was happening in there.

Sumin shot her eyes open and sat up quickly. Her body was drowned in sweat and loud cries came out of her mouth when she held up her hands to protect herself.

"Hey, why are you up?" A male voice appeared next to her but Sumin could do nothing but cry and crawling away from him. "Sumin? What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Please don't!" The girl cried out loudly and jumped out of the bed, holding up her hands in fear.

"It's me, Baekhyun! I won't do something!" Baekhyun got up from the bed and walked slowly towards his girlfriend. He held up his hands and opened them to show Sumin that he wasn't going to hurt her. "It was just a dream."