chapter four

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School ended. Finally. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and slammed my locker, feeling satisfied that one day was over.

I sighed in relief that the day was finally over. I was planning on bringing The Office and sleeping all day. I could do the homework later.

I turned to my left and started walking down the hallway, and then turned the corner to leave this rat filled sewer.

I felt someone pull me to the side and yanked me into a dark room and hit me on the head.

My ears rang as I opened my eyes slowly in slow ragged breaths. I looked around and began to notice that my mouth was covered in duct tape and hands held at the back by somebody. But who?

I whipped my head around and they grabbed my hair and yanked it down only to make me whimper in pain. My shoes were taken off and my bare feet were tied together by a piece of cloth. I was stripped of my clothes and I shivered in only my undergarments.

I was scared. This brought back memories and my breaths began to quicken and my heartbeat racing.

My body was tense and I didn't realize I was crying until I could hear my own tears hit the floor as they were streaming down my face. My whimpers became cries and I shook my head frantically as the lights came on and I was blinded.

I heard the sound of cameras. I look up to see three girls and their phones.

Taking pictures of my bare body. I tried my best to cover myself but I couldn't with my limbs tied together. This was even worse than my last school.

Why, does this have to happen every time?

I cried endlessly as my begs came out in muffled sobs and I soon gave up. I looked down and waited to just die.

Someone roughly lifted my face up and smirked at me.

She ripped off the duct tape on my mouth and I let out a cry. My lips stung and I thought that they would even bleed. The skin around my mouth was sore and my eyes were swollen from crying.

"W-what do you want from m-"

I was interrupted by a hard slap to my right cheek.

"Who said you could talk. Know your place, you attention whore. You should've always known that Jisung is mine."

I felt a hard kick in my side and I groaned. The other two girls began to do the same and they repeatedly kicked my old bruises only to form new ones. They opened up a few of my scars and I cried from the pain of my old wounds reopening.

I called for help and tried to let someone know, anyone, that I was here.

But no sound came out. I tried my best to let out the slightest sound, but nothing. I couldn't even speak. My heart hammered against my chest as I tried over and over again to yell, do something just for someone to save me.

I closed my eyes as my head started getting numb and I got used to all the pain. Nothing hurt anymore. I smiled slightly, glad that I could finally escape.

My mind started drifting into darkness as I heard the door slam open and frantic yelling in the background.






I slowly woke up in a soft bed with warm winter blankets. I realized that I holding onto somebody's arms tightly around my shoulders. I immediately woke up and fidgeted, trying to get out of their grasp but my body was too sore and tired.

"Shh.. I wanna stay longer "

I felt Jisung's voice vibrate from his chest and I shivered.

His arms snuggled around my waist more tightly as he was the big spoon, engulfing my smaller body with his warm one. Our legs were tangled together and his arm underneath my head like a pillow..

How did I never notice?

"Just a few more minutes. Or hours."
He grumbled and I felt his breathing steady as he fell back asleep.

I sighed. I co hiuldn't get out, so I went back to sleep to.

In his arms.

I wasn't going to admit it, but I fell asleep pretty quickly.






Short chapter, but I just wanted to sleep, don't mind me. The story sucks, but I hope u guys r ok with it

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