【𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝐿𝑒𝒻𝓉 𝐵𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹】

~9~

"Shouldn't they be in school?" 
I heard the ladies whisper at the reception desk after paying and entering. Although my back was clearly facing them as I walked, I could see their undying glares piercing my back.
"It's fine, we got the money, it's them that'll get told off." One of the ladies snapped scoffing. I fumbled anxiously with my fingers, wanting to turn around and run away, but was too afraid. I gasp feeling Taehyung squeeze my hand in his before stopping. I look up to see him bending down at me, he brushed a strand of hair out of my face before standing up straight again. His other hand came up and patted my head before flashing me another encouraging smile.
"Don't worry," He mouthed winking. I suddenly felt a boast of hope and encouragement as I smiled back weakly and nodded. His smile widened as he dragged me towards the roller-coasters.
While waiting in the long line and listening to the horrifying screams of those on the ride, I caught a glimpse of a young girl behind us who was constantly checking Taehyung out. I turned around and glanced at her only to be glared at straight away. Her eyes were abnormally fierce as I turned back around straight away. The small fright caused me to accidentally squeeze Taehyungs hand. He turned around, looking at me before humming a questionable "hm?" 
I looked up and opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out which left me standing there gaping at him like a fish. He laughs ruffling my hair before turning back around and pulling me forwards as the next bunch went on the ride. As we were forced to come to a stop the girl behind me tapped my shoulder. I turn around and look at her questionably. She smiles at me a bit shyly before peering at Taehyung. I roll my eyes sighing in annoyance before attempting to turn back around, but her bony fingers on my shoulder stopped me. I looked back at her before shaking her hands off me. She scoffed rolling her eyes before smirking towards me. She cleared her throat and put a fake smile on for show as she looked down at our hands as if trying to signal something. After I didn't get her message she annoyingly groaned rolling her eyes dramatically before speaking.
"Are you guys dating?" She asks eyeing me up and down. My mouth opened and out came a deep voice. I close my mouth immediately looking up to see Taehyung glaring at the female. He raised our hands up high causing me to lose balance a bit. My hand landed on his chest trying to sustain some type of balance.
"Yeah, we are. Can't you see?" He speaks, completely unbothered by the fact that I had fallen against him. In fact he even wrapped his other arm around my waist pulling me in closer to his chest. A small squeak left my lips as I my face heated up, feeling eyes on us everywhere. The stiff and awkward atmosphere thankfully got interrupted by the careless staff who opened the gates.
"Sir, you may hop on the ride." He says bluntly. Taehyung lets me go and smiles towards the man before pulling me onto the ride, making sure to sit at the very front. The girl decided to sit at the back, her face looking like grumpy cat.
As the roller-coaster quickly filled up I felt my tummy spin in circles before the ride even started. My hands against the safety belt tightened as the staff came in and locked us up. Taehyung noticed and smirked, placing his hands gently on mine. I look over, eyes wide and innocent as if I'm not about to die from fear. He laughed before the ride started.
As soon as the roller-coaster moved I detached my hands away from Taehyung, gripping tightly on the metal bars keeping me in. A laugh escaped my lips as I felt my stomach turn and toil at the extreme extent of the ride. Time suddenly felt like it stopped as I once again felt that rare feeling of happiness. The force pushed all the hair out of my face, hitting me in the face with a refreshing vibe. As everyone was screaming their heads off, laughs constantly spilled out of me as cries of excitement and happiness cracked through. For that short moment I forgot about all my troubles, I forgot about all that pain, forgot all about the tormenting reality of this world. Everything was, for that spilt second, perfect. I forgot about the dangerous man sitting beside me. About the many troubles that fall on me everyday. About school and about my scarring past. Everything at that moment was irrelevant. I felt powerful, confident and capable of anything. I confidently took my hands off the bars raising them in the air and screaming out of joy as the roller-coaster tipped upside down. 
But this excitement was too short, in the blink of an eye the ride was slowing down and came to a stop back at the station where it started. But for some reason that happiness was still lingering, pestering and causing an ugly smile to stay permanent on my face. I jumped slightly as the man came around to unbuckle me. He was a bit too intimate as he slowly unbuckled the safety straps and bars. His hands and fingers constantly traced over my exposed thigh and I shifted uncomfortabley. My breathing fastened getting flashbacks from the many previous incidents that I've been in. As his hands came up and attempted to pull the bars up, his finger traced across my chest. My chest felt tight as I began feeling anxious and uncomfortable.
"You, touch another strand of her hair and your job will be gone." Taehyung growls, glaring harshly at the man. The guy quickly laid his hands off and walked around carefully unbuckling Taehyung and moving on to the next person. Taehyung helped me and checked if I was ok. My breathing was still a fastened abnormal pattern and I saw his eyes widened in concern.

Soon enough I found myself sitting on a bench. Taehyung knelt down in front of me and held out a brown paper bag. I chocked struggling to take in oxygen. He placed the paper bag against my mouth causing me to breath out into the bag. After a while my breathing went back to normal as I felt relieved. He pulled away the bag and looked at me worryingly.
"Huh, so it does work." He commented looking down at the bag.
"Keep it for when you're about to have another panic attack." He says pushing the bag into my hands.
"I'm hungry," I say rubbing my tummy and looking around at all the food stands. Taehyungs eyes flickered and my eyes widened as fear engulfed me. I shut my mouth tight in absolute terror afraid if he was going to hurt me. He smirks standing up and turning around to look at the food stands.
"You're hungry?" He asks. I stay silent, knowing that I'm broke. Taehyung turns around frowning at me.
"I thought you said you were hungry, what do you want to eat?" He asks, his voice almost growling. I began to feel myself shake again as I was frozen still afraid to even breath. I heard Taehyung take in a sharp breath before he placed his hands on my wrists heaving me up. I squeaked feeling the tight grip that was certain to leave a few bruises. My head hung low, afraid to look anywhere else but the ground beneath my feet. His breath was heavy and his voice came out as a raspy growl.
"What? You're not hungry anymore? You think because I was a bit nice to you, you can act like a bratty attention seeker?" He growled. I shivered as my face scrunched in confusion.
Bratty attention seeker? When did I ever..??? I thought feeling falsely accused.
"Look at me." he says against my ear. I stay still, hesitant. One of his hands move up from my wrists and latches onto my hair. My eyes are already shut tight anticipating the pain. A sharp tug was pulled on my hair forcing me to look up and face him. His eyes were pure evil as they stared down at me. My neck was beginning to ache and my scalp was sure to have lost a few more strands of hair. At this point, I was pretty good at holding in the tears from the physically pain that he'd cause as I look up at him, my eyes pleading for mercy. His smile was the reincarnation of the devil as he continued showing that sickly smirk. 
"What's wrong, baby? You want me to stop? Tch, you're just a pathetic pawn for me, you're just my toy. Why should I care for you? You ugly thing." He spat, his facial features switching from fake innocence to hatred. My fists bawled as his words danced into my ears and flew around my head.

I felt his grip on my hair tighten pulling it harder. His hands around my wrists was so tight, I felt like it was cutting my blood circulation.
"I'm getting pretty boring here, Sohye." He whispers smirking, and I already know what's coming.
"Lets go have some real fun. I'm really bored." He chuckles. He lets go of my hair and I'm already fearing the worst as he pulls me. I wish my feet would glue to the ground stopping him but unfortunately that wasn't the case as my feet lightly staggered after him. His grip kept on tightening with each step he took, to the point where I felt like it would fall off. He kept walking, passing rides and stores before ending up somewhere near the back of the amusement park. He pushed me up against a wall, his face dangerously close. The area was deserted and the only noises that could be heard was the faint screams of those on rides and light chatter if those eating or resting. The clearest sound to enter my ears were, however, Taehyungs deep breathing. He captured me below him, holding my wrists custody above my head. My eyebrows drew together anxious as a wicked grin spread itself evenly on his face.
"Why do you look so scared?" He sung, holding both of my wrists above my head with one hand as his other came down and traced the outline of my features. My lip was trembling and my knees were shaking; threatening to let me down. 
Taehyungs hand slipped down into his back pocket.
An overly loud gasp came out as I saw him bring out the object from his pocket. I squirmed under him as he pressed his body close to my, forcing me to stay. At this point; tears had began to build up.
"Scared?" He asks, his eyes portraying innocence. I slightly nod eyeing the object in his hands.
Taehyung played with the lighter between his fingers. 
He held the lighter tighter flipping it and flicking it. An orange spark immediately bursts flickering brightly in front of me. I whimpered feeling the hot heat close to my skin. 
He smirked pulling it away.
"No, we shouldn't do it on you're lovely face." He says and my eyes widened in confusion and trepidation. His hand lowered, the flame still flickering clearly. His hands reached the bottom of my school uniform. 
The flame was a mere millimeters from my thigh.
My eyes are shut tight in apprehension as tears spilled out of the corners.
The flame teased my thighs, touching it from time to time causing me to flinch and whimper under the unbearable pain. My thighs were shaking as Taehyung looked back up at me. His eyes were dominant as he whispered a demand.

"This might hurt a little. Don't make a noise."