Vengeance Love

One

The man pushed Gulf inside a large bedroom. Gulf looked around, it was bigger than the previous room where he woke up earlier.

"Where am I? What do you want from me?" Gulf asked, glaring at the man.

"Sit!" The man ordered him

Gulf shook his head "No, I don't know you. Why should I follow you," Gulf could see the slightly pissed off expression on the man’s face.

The man approached him and slapped his face, the cracking noise was like a gunshot in the bedroom and the red hand print on Gulf's face reminding him not to disobey the man. Gulf tried hard not to weep when he felt the sting on his cheek and the bitter taste of blood on his tongue, from his broken lips.

The man gripped two handfuls of Gulf's dark crimson hair, pulled it straight up and tossed him towards the bed.

Gulf looked up at him with hatred in his eyes. "What the hell do you want!" He yelled as he started to cry and wiped his bloody lips.

"Call your parents and tell them you're with Mew Suppasit." The man ordered and threw a phone on Gulf's lap.

Gulf was confused and he refused to call, but he saw that the man was twirling a gun around so he nervously began dialing his parents' number.

"H-Hey mom, ahm I'm w-with Mew Suppasit right now...." Gulf paused as his voice was a little shaky. "Yeah everything is fine and don't worry about me.. I love you too.. I will.. Bye." Gulf finished. He wiped his tear with his trembling hand as the man grabbed the phone from him.

"Mew?"

The door creaked open and in came a tall man on a black suit.

"Mew let's go. They're waiting for you," The tall man looked behind Mew and gasped "Shit, what did you do to him!"

"Win, leave him alone let's go." Before Mew could open the door, he turned to Gulf, "Don't try to leave or else I'll kill you and your whole family" And shot the pillow on the side of Gulf.

Gulf screamed and covered his ears. When he heard the door shut, he started to cry harder, his shoulders were shaking and he trembled in fear.

Why is it like this? Why is he doing this to me? And why my parents knows him?

A lot of questions running on Gulf's mind.

Where did it all begins?

How he got here?

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Gulf checked his watch. He pressed the "light" button and suddenly the numbers "3:45" appeared on a green back-lit screen. He sighed and began walking. He went out with his friends in a bar and had a few drinks. Gulf didn't expect that he would come home this late.

As Gulf walked, he began to feel a prickly feeling along his back, as if someone was watching him. Listening carefully, he thought he could also hear a second set of footsteps, and it seemed to be coming closer. Gulf quickened his pace, hoping it was nothing, hoping it was just his imagination. When he turned to the corner of the street, he accidentally collided with another man coming from the opposite direction.

"Sorry, I'm in a hur....." Gulf didn't even have time to finish when the man suddenly grabbed his chin and yanked his head back.

Gulf started to scream, but then a cloth was placed to his mouth to muffle his sounds of protest. It smelled horrible, vaguely reminiscent of gasoline. Gulf panicked and thrashed. Then it all went black.

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Gulf groaned as he woke up, his eyesight was blurry and his head was pounding. He sat up in the bed and took in his surroundings. He didn't know where he was, or how he got there. He looked around the room. The bed he was in was small, no bigger than a double. Aside from the bed there was a small bathroom, a small wooden table with only one chair, no windows and a surveillance camera hanging from the ceiling.