Chapter Twenty Five

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Neko's Pov
Over time my body became very numb to pain. My body before use to react very quickly, flinch away, and try and protect itself as a prey animal would. But after a while, my body wouldn't even flinch.

I couldn't even muster up a scream or a cry out for the pain to stop. What's the use of crying over spilled milk?

How long had it been, a week? A couple of months, maybe even a year. He wasn't stupid. He wasn't stupid enough to bring me to his own apartment he knew they would go there first with the police.

He took me somewhere far away, a little cabin. A little place to do his nasty dirty work for a year, only took someone sick to do it.

I fluttered my tired eyes open feeling an amount of freezing water being poured over me. It stung once connected with the open fresh wounds of cuts. They stopped bleeding a long time ago.

"Wakey wakey." I held back the urge to roll my eyes licking my small busted lip a bit I focused my eyes on Hinsu watching him make his way into the basement.

He called it my room, but I always slept on the floor never on the bed.

"You know it's been a full year, I kept up with the whole investigation they were close for a minute, but they thought after a year. You'd be dead they stopped looking, your little boyfriend's had to stop searching for you." Hinsu's amused laughter-filled through the basement bouncing off like a madman.

I think he was expecting me to express some emotion but all I could do was watch him my eyes holding no valid emotion.

"Yeah? You expect them to keep looking, they had to continue on, don't act like that hurts me a year ago that kind of torture did come up with something new." I breathed out a soft chuckle cackling with laughter.

"You're getting rusty and old." I taunted hearing him growl a little. He stormed over to me yanking my now overgrown long curly hair back, it now fell against my neck.

I didn't spare him a glance. Maybe in my tainted mind. Having no emotions helped me, but I knew if I ever got out of here alive, all my emotions would come back. When Hinsu would make me watch interviews they had to do.

You could see some pain all over their faces but they couldn't show it all the way, with only seven of them they seemed so complete so whole.

They had to continue on without me, and I had to accept it. I was brought back to the real world when I noticed Hinsu suddenly started gasping and pulled away from me making me watch.

He started holding his chest and I was quick to move off the bed when I noticed this. Was he pretending again?

He did this a while ago, he wanted to know what I was gonna do if he ever died. "Stop this isn't funny," I grumbled watching him holding his chest still gasping and he was looking at me panicked.

"It wasn't funny the first time, and never will be," I grumbled feeling the thin martial of my long-sleeved shirt clinging to me.

He dropped to the hard ground with a loud thump and that's when my heart started speeding up hearing not a single word from him.

I slowly got up off the dirty mattress feeling it creek under my weight. I kneeled over Hinsu pressing my two fingers across his neck to his pulse.

My brown eyes slowly went wide feeling his pulse was slowly fading and he was experiencing it had to have been a heart attack. I looked him watching the life fade from his eyes and panic spreading across his face. I shut my eyes I didn't know what to do. How to react.

Was I really gonna let someone die in front of my eyes? I was cold, and emotionless but not this cold.

I quickly stood up and rushed up the stairs from the basement pushing opening the doors, the first time ever all the bright lights gave me a small headache making me wince.

I rushed over everything, stumbling and hitting things before I found his phone I started dialing 911 and for some odd reason their song was playing over and over in my head I'm fine, it was like a chant.

My breathing was labored and heavy and after years of finally understanding Korean I could understand, I understood everything the operating girl was telling and for the first time in forever.

I started crying heavy emotions. They poured out like nothing on the world matter.

I'm doing just fine...

"Hello, this is Neko Young... I've been missing for a year and a half... I don't know where I am but I need an ambulance... The police..."

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