~ Favourite Doll ~ Preview
You were his favourite doll, the perfect doll who did what she was told to.
He didn't understand why would you run away.
You did your best to stay away to not let him find you. But when you had to face that monster again the fire inside you wanted nothing but his despair, you would do anything to make him pay for the pain you felt.
Pairing: lawyer seokjin x reader
Genre: mystery, revenge, yandere
Warning: torture, blood, violence, murder, yandere behaviour, wounds, crying, kidnapping, mental torture, physical harm, mistreatment.
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The yellow light bulb was the only thing illuminating the dark room. The room looked like an old hospital ward that one would only see in horror movies. Women were sitting on their beds without any motion. There were no windows to know if it was day or night.
Someone could mistake them for corpses if not for their eyes blinking. I was sitting on the floor, blood dripping from the wound on my head where I was hit by a metal vase.
My brother stood in front of me his face filled with anger. I didn't make a sound when he hit me with the vase again making me see black in front of my eyes. I couldn't even see his face properly. I fell on the floor exhausted, my body not being able to handle my weight anymore.
"My little sister, you know how much I care about you? Then why did you try to run away from me?" He said with a bone-chilling tone.
A grunt left my mouth not being able to say anything in this condition.
"You know how much I favour you out of all my dolls. You always acted so obediently, like how a doll would. Then why did you disobey me and try to run away."
"You know dolls cannot run Y/n, so how could you? Do I need to train you again?
Do I need to break you more for you to understand?"
He kept ranting but the words made no sense to me my head throbbed with pain.
I don't know after how long but he finally left the dungeon. There were many eyes on me but there was not an ounce of emotion in them. Because perfect dolls don't express their emotion. They do not react no matter what happens around them and I was no exception to it. After all, I was just a doll in my brother's collection.
I pulled myself toward the corner of my bed the blood had splattered on the mattress. I put my head on the sheets my eyes felt heavy, my body felt numb and soon all I could see was darkness. But rather than being scared of it all I felt was comfort and calmness. Maybe if I stayed in the dark no one would be there to hurt me more because the darkness is the void of anything just like me.
