Chapter 6

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Trigger Warning

I woke up to someone shaking me.

"Wake up, we are here." he said.

I got up and I was guided out of the car. We walked for a while, before we stopped and the blindfold was taken off and my hands were untied. It looked like a jail cell. Great, I thought. I looked to see Namjoon standing there with me.

"You will stay here until I can figure out what I want to do with you."

"Why not just kill me. I would rather have that then to be stuck here in this jail cell being your prisoner."

Whoa, where did that boldness come from? I'm not usually like this. What is going on with me?

"Don't tempt me." Namjoon said dangerously.

"Whatever." I replied and sat on the bed that was there.

Namjoon left and locked the cell door. I just sat there with my thoughts. My anxiety is getting bad, I hate small spaces, especially dark ones. Where was something sharp when I needed it? I decided to look around and see if there was anything that was sharp enough to cut. I finally found a nail that was loose in the wall. Perfect. I sat there for a while wiggling the nail loose. I finally got it out of the wall, and then sat on the floor. I took my jacket off, and rolled up my sleeves, then I pressed the nail to my skin and pressed hard. I felt the sting, and smiled. Once the cut was deep and long enough, I started on the other hand going just as deep. Finally I laid there smiling. My anxiety was getting better. I eventually drifted off to sleep. I was woken to a loud gasp. I opened my eyes and saw another handsome man staring at me.

"Sweetie, what happened?" he asked.

"Huh?" I asked confused.

He held my wrists in his hands.

"Oh, that. Well it is just as it looks." I said.

"Oh no. Why would you do that?"

I just shrugged my shoulders. The man walked out of the cell, locking the door behind him and came back a few minutes later with a first aid kit.

"Let me take a look at that. It needs to be treated."

"Why are you being so nice to me? I'm a prisoner." I ask.

"Because Hoseok told me what happened and I think you don't need to be held here. I also think you need a friend. my name Is Kim Seokjin, but you can call me Jin." he said smiling at me.

"Thank you. My name is Lola."

"So Lola, want to talk about it?"

"I don't know. I don't know you, but I feel like I can trust you."

"You can Lola, I want to be your friend."

"Well its a long story."

"I got time."

So I tell Jin everything. From when I started getting abused by James and treated wrong by everyone but Axel to my eighteenth birthday up to how I ended up in this cell. He had a look of sadness on his face.

"Oh sweetie, you have had a hard life, huh?"

"Yeah, I have developed severe anxiety and I find relief through cutting. It helps my anxiety calm down. I have been doing this for about six years now. No one but you knows." I say.

"Well I wont say anything. Now here, eat." he said handing me a bowel of ramen.

"Thank you." I said.

Jin sat there with me while I ate and kept me company. He was a very sweet man. He grabbed the dishes once I was done eating.

"You are so nice, how did you get mixed up with Namjoon?" I asked.

"We have been friends since we were in diapers. We have always looked out for each other. I stay in the house an do all the cooking and cleaning. I prefer that."

"Oh. Okay. Well thanks for being so nice to me and keeping me company."

"Anytime dear." Jin says as he walks out of the door and locks it.

"By the way, I will try talking to Namjoon and see if we can get you out of here, as long as you promise you wont try to escape."

"I promise." I say smiling.

Jin walked away and I laid back down and sighed. I wonder what Axel and Enid are doing. I wonder how worried they are about me. I fell asleep again. I dreamed of Namjoon. His blonde hair, his brown eyes, kissable lips. He was absolutely gorgeous. He drew me in. I was woken from my good dream to someone shaking me.

"Lola, wake up dear."

I opened my eyes to see Jin looking at me.

"Come, lets get you moved. Namjoon agreed to let you out, but you are my responsibility."Jin said.

"Okay. Thank you Jin." I said hugging him.

I followed Jin out of the cell, up some stairs and into a hall. I looked around as I walked. The house was huge, and well decorated. It had a modern touch to it, with black and white running throughout the whole house. We finally stopped in front of a door.

"This is where you will be staying. It connected to my room, so I can keep an eye on you." Jin said.

Jin opened the door and we walked in to a huge room. I looked around. It had a gorgeous queen sized bed, with white and black comforter and pillows.

"Go take a good bath and relax. I'm going to go get you something to wear." Jin said

I nodded and walked to what I thought was the bathroom. I was right. Same black and white theme in the bathroom as well. There was a huge mirror with a double sink in front of it on one side, a toilet area on the other. The further you go in there is a huge bathtub and shower next to it. Wow. I thought. I turned on the hot water in the bath and undressed as I waited for it to get to the right temperature. I then sunk in and sighed. It felt amazing. I sat there and closed my eyes as I tried to relax. But I couldn't get too comfortable. I am still a hostage or prisoner. I washed my hair and my body and then got out. I dried my hair and body when there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Lola, it's me. I'm bringing you clothes." Jin said.

I opened the door and grabbed the clothes from him. Then I shut the door and got dressed. The clothes fit a bit big, but it was fine. I walked out of the bathroom to see Jin sitting on the bed waiting for me.

"I also need to bandage your wrists. We cant risk you getting an infection." Jin said.

I nodded and walked to the bed and sat down next to him. After he was done I looked Jin in the eyes.

"I need to talk to Namjoon."

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