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They won't win...not again.
A tear dropped down my cheek as the memories came flashing through my mind in oblivion , the , moments I saw my little brother killed right in front of my eyes because if that bastard .
The last time I saw my dad...
~Flashback~
Taehyung POV
"Nooooooo! No! Stop. Please ! Take me not him...nooooooo. Whyy"
"That would be too easy, I wanted some fun" thr boys dad said smirking at my obvious heartbreak . He edged closer to you and looked you straight in the eyes, "I suppose you want to see your dad right?"
You saw the boy beside him giggling away to himself as he eavesdropped on your conversation. It wasn't really much of a conversation though , there meant to be interacted with both audiences however in yours , only he talked .
Lee jong-ho
He picked you up by your collar so you you were standing , back huddling the wall whilst he pulled your shoulders to turn you around and push you out of the conference room . You headed down some black spiral stairs which lead to a dark , black , unlit hallway consisting of two doors. He opened the second one , furthest away from you and pushed you forward ; stumbling into the room , your hands catching you.
He was there ... slumped like a sack of potatoes , lifeless , frail , undernourished, blue.
You had so many thoughts in your mind right now but the first thing that caught your attention was the temperature in the room .
It was freezing, you were surprised it wasn't snowing In here.
You scoped around your dad , the iron cuffs on his wrists were wrapped in blood which haws also dripping from his left thigh , through what looked like multiple gunshots in his muscle tissue. His ankles were trapped in a metal shoe that were cements into the ground while he had purple , baton marks all over his arms . You burst into tears at the sight , gasping for air in horror , all you could do is look at him because if you helped him you would be dead too. Your eyes pondered Over to a metal cylinder in the room.
Holy fuck
It was labelled H2o2
No no no
That explains exactly they the room was freezing , if it was hot the gas wouldn't be as effective. They're going to fucking burn his flesh and insides alive! No please fucking no.
"Ah you've finally noticed hm? I heard your top set in science , go on tell me ... what does this gas do in a mixture of exygen (O) and carbon dioxide (Co2) and above 30% of hydrogen peroxide (H2o2) ? . Smart boy?"
"Don't you fucking dare you son of a bitch" you cursed out thinking of what could happen right now.
"Ah son , yous should be careful , we could inject it into his bloodstream at 60% if you like?" (This would cause blood vessels to inflame and oxygen bubbles that block flood flow and lead to gas embolisms, which can be fatal. destruction of red blood cells ; red cell hemolysis) .
"Or we could just flood the room with it ... no mixture . Pure 100 percent?"
"I love you my boy , please don't watch this . I want you to find your girl and make sure she's safe no matter what , okay ? Promise me you'll be happy?" Your father said , tears streaming down his face like a Niagra falls. You really didn't want to agree because then you'd have to admit to yourself that you have to let him go , and you didn't want to do that. But if you didn't , you'd just be even worse , so you did.
"I-I promise dad , i love you and I'm sorry it's e-ending this w-way. I W-won't let y-you d-o,w-n" you couldn't make any part if that sentence clear , not even to yourself never mind anyone else. You were suddenly dragged out of the room as you heard the gas being charged into the room. You knew there was absolutely nothing you could do so you just put on a cloak with no emotion and numbness to try to manipulate yourself , just for the time, that you'd make it out of here.
End of flashback
At this point you were curled up into a tight ball , resting your back on the side of the sofa while you poured out a million tears of pain and remembrance of the still hitting memories that teared up every living organ in your body. It always seemed that whenever your starting to move on , everything comes back to you all at once and you'd go back to the very beginning, you never make any progress. You'd just sit there for hours crying , usually when no one was in so they wouldn't worry which you should do because of your asthma. You'd work yourself up into a state where you could no longer breath.
Like now.
Your negative feedback couldn't fix this kind of thing , you lifted your head up and gasped for air , fighting the tight block in your lungs. It was no use , you got yourself into the recovery position and tilted your neck back all the way to try and open your airways. You've had attacks before , but they were never this bad . Usually you'd recover after a minute but it had been about 3 now, you made load gasps trying to get any air you could , you were turning white . You needed help and now.
You tried to make any loud knocks on the marble floor beneath you to attract attention but it didn't work , so you risked it. You knew using your voice in any way would shorten your chance of breathing but at this point it was that or you'd suffocate. You whisper shouted Help as loud as you could , laying flat in your back .
You couldn't breath at all , there can't have been any oxygen in your lungs for over 2 minutes and with that you felt your eyes closing , locking you into solid darkness .
Lay there , flat on the hard floor, skin as white as snow and arms drooped over your chest where'd you'd been holding it.
You feel into unconsciousness.
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Fiksi Penggemar"Even if I want you , I know I can't have you. There a reason I have to do this y/n....and for that I'm so sorry. But it's for the best." ...
