Silent Doe//Yoonkook

Day?Week?Month?Year?

Pain. Screaming. Crying. Forced food and water. I don't know how long this has been my cycle but I just want death. I've begged for death. My sheets are constantly cold and wet from my sweat. My throat tastes of blood from screaming so much. My body has given up the power to try and move all I can do is just endure the pain and hope it ends.

I'm not even sure how much time has passed. My neck has been bandaged a while now since he branded me again. Sadly I'm still alive to feel it. I'm not even sure if he branded me with the serum in me or not. It's hard to tell anymore.

I sometimes get flashbacks of when I was young and with my brother. Then those lead to memories of my mother and father. The thought of them brings Boss to my mind along with the rest of the Choi family. Every part of me misses Jaehyun, I wish I got to know him longer and tell him I loved him more. Thinking about him and his friends kept putting a smile on my face. More tears fell as Taeyong and Taeil's bloody bodies came to my mind. I just hope they are alive.

The sound of the door being unlocked made me shed a tear. Why can't death just come for me? I kept my eyes closed as just seeing the needle brings me pain.

I instantly tensed my body up as I felt myself getting taken off my soaked mattress. I kept my eyes shut as I'm too afraid to open them.

Someone lifted my arms and restrained them above my head. Once they were secured whoever carried me lowered my body to the ground. As soon as my bare feet felt the cold floor they went limp. I haven't used my legs in so long they couldn't even hold me up as I hung there from my wrists. The sad thing is I can't even react to it. My body has become a lifeless rag doll that keeps a dead soul prisoner unable to escape.

With my eyes closed I could hear some muffled sounds and shuffling around. I slowly raised my head and carefully opened my eyes to see many familiar faces.  All were tied to chairs facing me and their mouths all had tape on them.

This is why I wanted him to promise me not to look for me. Jaehyun looks so beaten up and yet his eyes still seemed so strong. By his side is Haechan, Mark, WinWin, and Yuta all in the same state as him. My mind was racing for Taeil, Taeyong, Jungwoo, Johnny, and Doyoung are they dead? I looked up as the door opened with more being forced to sit in chairs being tied down to them as well.

A girl with long brown hair probably a couple years older than me was hung from her wrists as well. The only difference is she could stand on her feet. Her mouth wasn't taped and I could hear her trying to hold back her choking sobs. Colin was beat up and tied to a chair that was placed right in front of her.

As some of Mr.Mok's men finished tying others to chairs I was finally able to see their faces. Yoongi, Hoseok, Seokjin, Namjoon, Jimin, Taehyung, Aa-cha, and Ha-joon. Even though I knew them for like maybe 24 hours their names and faces were mostly pleasant. Even though Jimin looked at me like most see me he didn't act on it. How Taehyung thought I was a girl then didn't like my presence. I couldn't help but think of different alternate universes were we could of been friends. Strangely enough Yoongi came to my mind a lot. I love Jaehyun but it's hard when apart of me wants to believe everything Yoongi ever said.

"Oh hold on we are missing someone......Jasi would you be so king and bring him in." Mr.Mok smirked as he walked to stand behind me. I felt him start to play with the back of my neck. Soon enough my not so white bandage was taken off and tossed to the floor. My breath hitched as the air caressed my new brand. "It's healing beautifully." He whispered into my ear before he kissed my cheek.

The doors were slammed open making me jolt a little with what little strength I had. "What the Hell?!"

"Uh.....uh.....ah. One wrong move and Boy's brains will be all over the floor." A cold object was placed against my temple and Mr.Mok leaned our heads together.