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A/N: Here’s chapter 4! Please, enjoy! This chapter is a real rollercoaster of feels.
Disclaimer: This story is not in any way shape or form true. This is purely fiction. All the boys from Got7 are very sweet and charming guys that wouldn’t hurt a fly. I love them all so much. So please, check them out! They are amazing people.
Trigger Warning: There will be swearing, kidnapping, holding hostage, torture and mentions of killing and drugs. So if you are uncomfortable with any of this, please don’t read! ADDED TO THIS CHAPTER THERE IS MENTIONS OF CUTTING, PLEASES BE AWARE!
No matter how much you fought the two boys, you couldn’t escape. You kicked and screamed at the top of your lungs, but their grip on you was too strong. They dragged you down the hallway and stop at another door. Mark knocks as he gives you a cold look to stop squirming.
You hear foot steps beyond the door. As each footstep comes closer, your anxiety grows. Then you hear the door click open. A very annoyed looking Jinyoung opens the door. “What do you want?” He sees you being held between the two assassins and raises an eyebrow.
Jackson gets a better grip on you. “She tried escaping. JB told us to take her to you.”
Jinyoung cracks a smirk for the first time since you’ve been captive and that scares you. You tried hiding your fear by challenging him with a glare. He nods and steps to the side to let you in. “Bring her in and set her up.” He must smell the fear on you because he did not hesitate.
Mark and Jackson nod as they hoist you up to the lonely, rickety chair centered in an empty room. You kick and scream, trying to get them to drop you.
“Let me go you bastards!” You flailed around and managed to get an arm free to hit Jackson in the stomach, knocking the breath out of him. Mark falters as he glanced over at a doubled over Jackson, which gave you an opening to escape from his grasp. You duck under Marks arm and run as fast as you can to the opened door. Once again, your luck runs out as Jinyoung intercepts you.
He roughly grabs your wrist and pulls you toward him, which he then grabs you by the waist, gripping you so hard, you whimper. “You need to stop thinking you can get away from us, girly.” Jinyoung hisses in your ear as he forces your feet to move forward. He pushes you down into the chair in front of you and holds you down while Mark ties your hands and feet to the bolted down chair.
Jackson smirks at you and scoffs, to your surprise. “You’re a feisty one, Y/N. Something we haven’t had to deal with just yet.” He speaks in a raspy voice, due to the wind being knocked out of him. “Come on Mark, let’s let Jinyoung do his thing…I can’t wait for the results.” ‘That last part made you freak out inside…What is he going to do to me anyway!?’
Mark nods and follows his fellow gang member out. He glances back and for a millisecond you thought you saw a hint of sympathy flash through his eyes. Unfortunately, before you could process all of this, the door slams shut and you’re alone with the last person you want to see.
You look over to Jinyoung, who is just staring at you with an emotionless expression. You stare back with ten times the hatred in your eyes, which makes him raise an eyebrow. “You really don’t know when to quit, do you.” He crossed his arms and smiled…It was almost insulting.
You tilt your head, and with the most serious face you said, “I’ve never been much of a quitter. Besides, this is nothing. I’ve been through worse emotionally.”
This makes Jinyoung chuckle while walking to a curtain that you failed to notice a first time. “Is that so? Well, why don’t we test that out.” He pulls back the curtain to reveal a wide array of tools. Your eyes widen as you see everything from knives, to probes, to whips and everything you could possibly think of.
You quickly shook off your slightly surprised look and gave a crooked smile. “Man, I didn’t know Mr. Stoic Face was the kinky type.”
Jinyoung whips his head around to stare at you. “Excuse me?”
You knew you should have probably shut up before it gets out of hand, but your rebel conscious said otherwise. “Is there a reason why you keep all your tools like that? Aww, do the other guys know you’re into all that?” You wiggle your eyebrows at the now irritated boy.
Jinyoung turns bright red and clenches his fists. “I would advise you to shut your mouth right now!”
‘Well, too late to turn back now.’ You internally shrug.
“At first I didn’t think you liked me. But it seems like you more than just like me. Do I turn you on, Jinyoungie?” You bat your eyes innocently and wiggle your chest back and forth.
Just then, you feel an intense sting from the back of his hand as it swiftly comes across your cheek. The impact made you yell out in pain and surprise. You growl at the incredibly red and angry looking Jinyoung. Uh-oh.
“I told you to shut up, girl.” He says through clenched teeth.
You didn’t notice he grabbed one of the knives from his arsenal. You look at it slightly wide-eyed. He touched the tip of the knife with his finger, testing the sharpness. Without hesitation he placed the cold blade of the knife against your exposed thigh and drags it across, slicing through the layers of your skin. It felt agonizingly slow. The sudden pain made you clench your hands and teeth as you let out a low, but loud growl.
A slow, wide grin appeared on his face as he watched the beads of blood appear from the cut. “What? Are you all out of smart-ass remarks?” He laughs maniacally despite your eyes stayed locked with his.
He takes the knife and placed it next to the first cut. He looks straight at your pained expression as he slices you again, his smile growing as he hears your scream again. “Your screams are like music to my ears, love.” He bit his lip as he looked down at your bloody leg.
You don’t want to give him the satisfaction of him getting to you. ‘Come on, Y/N. You’ve been through worse. Pull yourself together.’ You yell at yourself in your head.
As Jinyoung goes to cut you again, you brace yourself. You look up straight into his eyes as he brings the sharp blade across your skin. This time you swallow your scream, not breaking the scowl on your face. This caused Jinyoung to drop his smirk and look at you with anger and disappointment.
Each time he brings the blade down, he looks at you, expecting to see a hint of pain. But instead he only saw pure anger and hatred. He stops and just stares at you, not understanding why you’re not reacting to him anymore. He would have his victim at least crying by now.
Jinyoung made his last attempt to get a reaction out of you. He grabbed a chunk of hair from the back of your head and pulled from the roots. Your chin juts up uncomfortably and he instantly placed the blade right next to your jugular. “You really think you can beat me in this game…In MY game?” He said relentlessly. You giggled as he panted angrily. Although the blade was held so taut it caused to you bleed slightly, you didn’t care anymore. With a grin, you said, “try me…love”. He let go of you and started to back away.
You just stare at Jinyoung, not sure why he stopped. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion as he walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Before you could take a breather, he comes back in followed by Yugyeom and Youngjae.
You flinched slightly as the three boys come near you. But Jinyoung only kneels and starts untying you from the chair. You tilt your head in confusion. “What are you doing?”
“Just shut up.” He finishes untying you and turns to leave, once again slamming the door behind him. Not once during all of this did he directly look at you.
You look up at Yugyeom and Younjae in confusion. They just shrugged and beckon you to follow them. You stood up, but your legs collapsed under you as you cried out in pain. Yugyeom grabbed you before you could hit the ground and carries you out of the room bridal style. You would have blushed if you weren’t trying to hide the pain.
“W-where are you taking me?” You asked, your voice shook from the pain and fear.
Yugyeom eyed you curiously. “Somewhere where we can patch you up.” Your eyebrows scrunch in even more confusion but you decided to stay quiet.
With Yugeyom carrying you and Youngjae following behind, they bring you to a dull, empty room. Really, it was just a sad looking bedroom, but with an actual bed?! You could have cried out in relief, but unfortunately that’s not what you wanted to cry about.
Yugyeom laid you down on the bed while Youngjae brought out a first aid kit. The boys clean the blood off you and bandage up your thighs. It was pretty quiet until Youngjae spoke up. “You’re pretty lucky, Y/N. Jinyoung doesn’t just let anyone go.”
You look off to the side and stare off into the distance with a blank face. “I was wondering why he left so quickly.” You say quietly.
Once the boys were done, they packed everything up and headed towards the door. Without turning around, Yugyeom speaks to you. “I don’t know what happened, but something you did or said affected him.”
You lifted your head when he spoke, tilting your head in confusion but staying quiet.
“Oh, and don’t try to leave. This door locks from the outside.” With that, both boys leave and you hear the click of the lock.
Finally with them gone, you let loose your tears. Your body persistently shook as the trauma finally hit you. Slowly cradling yourself you cried for the first time since you arrived.
