《MORE | stray kids OT8》TEN: AN UNEXPECTED SITUATION
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'An unexpected situation'
'What happened to us? We used to be best friends?'
eyes slowly pushed open as my eyes adjusted to the dark room, I was sitting on a metal chair, my hands and ankles were painfully tied to it. My breath became heavier as I panicked and was fearful of what lurked in the unknown place. I desperately tried to calm down and sensibly try to take control of the situation. Looking around the room, I saw that there was one light above the steel desk that was in front of me, a chair opposite from me. There were no windows, only a metal door, it was very isolated and claustrophobic. It was like one of those police interrogation rooms you see in films.
I sat in the cold chair shaking out of pure fear, my heart sunk as I heard the thick door abruptly slammed open, two men walked in. One I quickly identified as Hyunjin, the other, I didn't recognise.
"Long time no see [name] how was your sleep?" Mocked Hyunjin in a sickly sweet smile. The other man held a stern face and glared into my soul, I felt a shiver run down my spine at the sight of the two dangerous individuals.
The room fell silent as tears streamed down my face, I tilted my head down in shame, afraid of letting them see my fear.
I took a deep intake of air, before slowly lifting my head to look at them, Hyunjin slightly tilted his head to the side and had the outline of a smirk on his face, the other had purple hair, and held a stern and intimidating aura.
The purple haired man sighed before sitting down in the chair opposite to mine, and rested his arms on the desk. "You're probably confused why your here" yeah no shit. Hyunjin took slow steps behind the purple haired man and leaned forward using his hands.
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"Where's B.C?" He questioned the purple haired man, tilting his head down to his sat figure. "B.C thought that she didn't deserve to meet him yet, in all honesty I completely agree with him." He answered Hyunjin before turning back to me, I somehow mustered up the courage to ask a question. "Um... w-who is B.C?" I glanced down nervously, my question went unnoticed as the purple haired man continued to talk.
"Do you have any idea why you are here?" He asked me, completely ignoring my question. I replied when nothing, unsure what to say. "Speak when spoken to, answer the fucking question." He raised his voice during the end of the sentence, causing me to shrink further into my seat in fear. "Now now, don't scare our little guest here, [Name], answer his question." Hyunjin eerily smiled at me before backing away slightly and crossing his arms.
I sat there in silence as I stifled a sob, looking down to my lap. I wanna go home, I want my boring life back, I wanna see Sieun again, oh my god... Sieun. The horrors of last night came flooding back into my mind as I remembered by best friend. Tears freely poured out of my eyes as my mind ran through the sacred memories of me and Sieun. I can't believe she's dead... I needed her.
"Oh for fuck sake will you stop crying." Hyunjin said, clearly annoyed he took slow steps towards me as I sobbed in the chair. "I said stop fucking crying." I felt a sharp, burning pain on my face as my head was suddenly swung to the side, he looked up at him with wide eyes, shocked that he had shouted at me and slapped me across the face. The force of the slap made my head feel dizzy, and I began to drift in and out of consciousness. The last thing I saw was the cold eyes of the purple haired man, and the sickening smile of Hyunjin.
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I wanna go home, I wanna see my parents, and my best friend... my thoughts were brought to an end as I lost conscious.
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Word count - 734
Hey I'm really sorry about the slow updates and for the shitty chapter, I've had no motivation and I apologise if the story doesn't make sense or is a bit all over the place at the moment. Stay safe :)
-polly <3
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