Hate Me (Sangwoo And Yoonbum Ambw)

Chapter Two

Carla's Pov
Oh, that small ringing and buzzing filling all around my eardrums was gonna be the death of me.  Wait... Wait a minute. I felt woozy and slightly in and out of it hearing two very different voices speaking to one another. When the heaviness finally faded away.

I fluttered my eyes a couple of times to make it all clear and I made sure to hire my tongue, eyes wide even with my mouth still taped with duck tape watching the small reflection of the knife waving in front of my eyes sight taunting me in every way, I gazed into Sangwoo's almost lifeless eyes watching him then smirk.

"Good you are finally awake, you listening?" I shuffled back a bit noticing I was stripped down from my outfit in nothing but my black sports bra and black and white panties. I was tied to a metal pole and I was trying to figure out where the hell I was.

I gave Sangwoo a quick head nod still feeling the effects of whatever drug he had given me.  "Since I care about you, and you aren't just some whore off the streets. If you listen you'll have more freedom then Yoonbum, you piss me off, or you try and run away I'll break your fucking ankles understand?" Fear stuck to my very core at the thought that the very things that man who I saw as my best friend was really a monster.

He lifted the knife up and traced it across my cheeks and I held my breath keeping my eyes on him. "So pretty, I've always wondered what you looked like under your clothes, was expecting some lace, but then again you aren't just some cheap slut you have class." I winced slightly when the edge of the blade came in contact with my cheek feeling the open wound.

Sangwoo hummed before he ripped the duct tape off my mouth fast and I held back all my whimpers at the pain feeling his other hand tugging all my hair towards my shoulders.

"Are you gonna obey me? Or am I gonna have to kill you slowly Carla." I gulped carefully but I slowly whispered to him my voice feeling hoarse.

"O-of course Sangwoo," I whispered watching this sadistic like smile go across his face and he was cupping my cheek pressing a finger into the open cut causing more of the blood to rush out of it. "Good girl."

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I didn't exactly know how long I had been down in the basement, but it was long enough for Sangwoo to play mind games with me, to play with my life. I let him do whatever he wanted with me solely because I was scared for my life.

If all this time he had been killing people and kidnapping them even if I was his best friend he could kill me. I sat on the cold floor looking at all the various cuts on my body some in various healing stages, he didn't like if I didn't cry if I tried and hold back my pain he just beat and inflected twice the pain on me.

I heard the same sound of the door from above opening and scooted back towards the mattresses on the floor holding my knees listening to the creek of the stairs.

"It smells gross down here." I flicked my eyes up at Sangwoo seeing him dressed in a different outfit today, and maybe he was in a good mood. His footsteps made their way over towards me and I looked at him in confusion when he picked me up bridal style locking his hands under my thighs.

"What are you doing?" I meekly asked him watching him carry me up from the basement shutting the latch door moving still with me.

"You smell like blood and sex I'm giving you a bath." He grumbled still holding me before he was walking upstairs with me. I don't try and fight back for the meaning that he didn't seriously injury me to the point where I couldn't walk.

He set me down on the floor before he started pouring water into the large tub the loud sound scaring me. I quickly covered my ears a little once I had flinched seeing Sangwoo glance at me before he was shouting out.

"Yoonbum! Bring your ass, bring the bag of clothes." I could hear his voice through my covered ears before he was pulling them away.

"Remember what I said." He ordered me before he was tugging off the blood-soaked bra off and my panties picking me up like I was nothing placing me in the hot steaming water, the water instantly soaking through the cuts, on the purple and blue bruises and in my sore spots down below.

"Lean forward." He instructed me, grabbing the showerhead, I inched forward feeling the warm jets shoot out to my hair I rest my chin on his leg a bit keeping quiet till I heard small footsteps before a very quiet and meek male's voice was speaking out.

"H-here Sangwoo." I heard before a small thud of the bag being placed on the floor. Sangwoo didn't say anything at first before he was still washing my sore body and my hair out.

"Yoonbum, this is Carla my best friend she'll be here for a while, so get along." I lifted up my tired eyes for just a moment to stare at the skinny blacked hair boy who also had sleep-deprived bags under his eyes, bandages were wrapped around the ends of his ankles and feet with some varies bruises and other things over his body and I could only imagine the worst had been put on him.

He was avoiding eye contact looking down at the tile floor. "Nice to meet you." He muttered looking away from me still.

"I'm gonna have to dye your hair and cut it, your hair will make it so obvious." Sangwoo was muttering and stuff before he ordered Yoonbum to go clean something.  I almost fell asleep right there I knew now I had no control or say over myself anymore and that if I wanted to survive fighting back wasn't the answer.