Jin lay stiffened on the bed, feeling tears staining his cheeks. He doesn't remember how long he had been crying for, but he remembered everything Mister Jang did to him.
His head was pounding by the time he got up from the bed. The pounding was so strong, it left his eyesight blurry and dim. He was shaking uncontrollably, nearly falling apart.
He tried to stay composed and debated whether or not he should leave the room he was in to use the shower, or just leave the room and run away.
"I'm disgusting..." His eyes traveled down to his legs, "Fuck, I'm bleeding as well. I can't leave like this..." He ended up crawling towards the bathroom, feeling humiliated.
He couldn't walk at all from how numb and weak his legs were, so he silently made it to the restrooms, startling the rest of the strippers.
They attempted to help him, but Seokjin felt worse.
"Gemini, what happened? Who did this to you!" An escort asked him, placing his hands on his back, causing him to flinch.
"LEAVE ME ALONE! DON'T TOUCH ME! Just... Leave..." His chest wheezed, tightening from the lack of oxygen he had in his lungs.
The man had wasted so much air and energy within him from screaming, he practically had nothing left inside of him.
Not even his soul. All he was left with were the painful flashbacks of his body being abused by Mister Jang and tossed aside like a rag, afterwards. He was angered and upset.
The strippers were all in shock, watching as the man crawled on his own to the showers.
Some were left in tears when they saw Seokjin crumble up on the ground, hugging his knees as the shower drained the blood off of his body.
He parted his lips, silently screaming from within as the pressure of the showerhead felt
like shards of glass stabbing the open wounds in his back, clearing up the blood only to reveal all of the bloody lines and different colored bruises trailing all over his body.
This was not only painful for him, but for the others as well. Jimin suddenly walked in, finding him lying in the shower.
"S...Seok...Jin?" His eyes widened and his heartbeat started to race, the closer he got to the man.
Seokjin looked up with bloodshot eyes, crying harder when he noticed his best friend standing beside him.
Jimin felt his body go numb as he fell to his knees, next to Seokjin.
"SEOKJIN!! OH GOD!! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry, Seokjin!" He begged for forgiveness, pouring his heart out at his best friend.
"I...I....Don't understand." The older replied, feeling his voice was slowly fading away from the amount of screaming his body endured while getting raped and abused.
He was confused as to why Jimin was begging to be forgived. After all, he wasn't the one who hurt him.
"Why, Jimin? Why..." He asked out of curiosity, holding onto Jimin.
"I didn't mean to send him after you! I- I was just so angry about you and Namjoon... I loved Namjoon too, you know! He was mine first..." Jimin responded, unaware that Jin had no idea that he was guilty about Mister Jang abusing him in the first place.
Seokjin started to breath heavily again, standing up on his own.
"I... I never mentioned Namjoon." Jimin stayed shut, feeling guilty once more.
"Not you too Jimin. You're supposed to be my best friend, dammit!!!" He shouted.
"I was mad at you, Seokjin. I wasn't thinking!! I'm so sorry-" Jimin flinched when he saw Seokjin swing his hand back.
Before the older could slap him, he simply pushed Jimin out of the way and ran out of the shower, catching the attention of others.
"Gemini..." They all frowned, staring at him.
"I'm not Gemini! Stop calling me that!! I'm Kim Seokjin." He left the showers, and went back to the room he was previously in, getting hit by the scent of sex that reminded him of the traumatic moment he went through a while ago.
His heart clenched as he put his clothes back on as fast as possible, staining them with them water droplets he had all over his body. Despite the soggy clothing, Seokjin didn't even bother to dry himself off.
All he wanted to do was leave Sin-X as fast as possible.
~~~
He noticed Mister Jang was still in the bar, close to the exit. In order to avoid him, Seokjin
took drastic measures and crawled out of the club, bruising his knees with the floor and getting occasionally kicked in the head by a few of the people around him.
Nonetheless, he managed to leave the club without getting caught. It was dark out and he
couldn't see for a while, so he had trouble locating his vehicle.
When finally he found his car, the first thing he did was get inside of it and scream.
His bottled up anger finally unleashed, leaving him in tears. The headache he had got stronger by the minute as he ignited his engine and sped away from the club, not looking back, just in case he was being followed by Mister Jang.
Which was highly unlikely, yet the man had been through so much because of him, that he feared he was being followed. Thankfully, he was not.
"I can't tell if the light is green or not..." He had a very troublesome time seeing simple things out in the darkness. Such as, traffic lights, the fog lights of other cars, and even the bright streetlights.
The pain in his neck was slowly increasing, making his head feel as if it were floating as his blood pressure skyrocketed to the roof.
He kept on squinting and squeezing his eyes tightly, trying to clear his vision up more, but he was losing his focus on the road and kept swerving around.
"If I keep this up, I'll end up crashing into a car or a streetlight. I have to make it there quick."
His initial thought was to head back home, but he remembered what he did to Hyunseok
and couldn't bare to face him at the moment.
So he took the highway and ended up in a familiar looking neighborhood.
When he got out of the car and walked up to a house he was very fond of, the man rang
the doorbell, hoping for an answer.
The doors immediately opened, revealing a brown haired man.
"Namjoon..."
"Seokjin!! Baby, where have you been? I was about to call the cops so they could search for you. I was worried sick." When Seokjin stepped into Namjoon's house, Namjoon saw
all of the bruises he had on his body.
"I need you... I need you so badly." Seokjin shut eyes and fainted in Namjoon's arms from the lack of vision in his eyes.
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