Weak but strong | j.jk.

Chapter 2

"She's awake."

He let his arm fall to the side, and he stared at me with his arms folded.

"...W...where am I?" He just continued to stare.

...Creep-

The door opened, and in walked a quite tall male, with a muscular but slim figure, his black, long hair making him look effortlessly hot-

What's wrong with you Y/n? Calling your kidnapper hot?!

He sighed as he looked at me, turning to look at the shorter male who was still leaning against the wall.

"Where's V?" he spoke, and the shorter just shrugged.

He sighed and went closer to me, crouching down to my level.

He grabbed my chin, not harshly nor gently, and made me look at him.

I stared into his black, stone cold eyes and shivers went down my spine as he stared deep into mine.

I looked away, not able to take the intimidating stare.

What's wrong with me? Why can't I say a word?

He all of a sudden let out a frustrated sigh, standing back up.

"I told you not to ever kindap weak girls." "How am I supposed to know what she's like? All girls are the same these days..."

He sighed and silence filled the room.

I slowly lifted my head up, finally picking up the courage to ask what the hell I was doing here and why, but my mind went blank when I was face to face with that stone cold look again.

"What did you see?" he asked, his cold expression never changing.

"...N...nothing..." "They all say the same" the male on the other side of room sighed.

"If you want to make this quick then forget anything happened. You never saw anything. Promise you'll do that and I'll let you go."

...Was this guy for real? I mean... I ain't complaining.

"...O...okay..." He sighed and was about to get up but then froze, staring at my neck.

"...Jimin did either of you strangle her?" "Why the hell would we do that?" I'm guessing Jimin, said.

The male in front of me stared at neck before widening his eyes, moving my shirt slightly as he stared at my bare skin, and I knew exactly what he was staring at.

The bruises that my stepfather gave me.

"...How did this happen?" his demanding voice scared me a little, and the fact that he was staring right into my eyes only made it worse.

When I didn't answer, his expression seemed to change to a more impatient one.

"Who did it?" he asked and I looked away but he grabbed my chin again making me look at him.

"Tell. Me."

...Why should I tell him?!

"Y... you said you'll let me go..."

His grip on my chin tightened and he repeated it again, this time more demanding.

It send shivers down my spine, and it somehow made me immediately answer.

"My stepfather..."

His cold expression never changed, but I could make out some sort of change in his eyes.

"Was it a one time thing? Or is he abusive?"

"H... he's abusive..."

Silence filled the room, a hundred thoughts going through my head.

Where am I? Who are these guys? And why does he want to know about who did this to me?

"What's your name?"

"...Y...Y/n..."

"Where do you live?"

"W... what...?"

"Tell me."

"...xxxxxx"

He let go of my chin and got up, looking over at Jimin.

"Let her go... but make sure she doesn't know where this place is."

Jimin nodded as the male walked out of the room, slamming the door shut.

Then he sighed and got something out of his pocket, a needle.

He walked over to me, and I widened my eyes staring at him and at the needle in his hand.

He bent down to my level, and injected it in my shoulder, which made me pass out a few seconds later.