《MORE | stray kids OT8》TWENTY ONE: PROTESTS AND PLEADS
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'Protests and pleaders '
'Take her name out of your mouth, you don't to mourn. You just love the attention, or do you get bored? You like the power you have, hope you get caught in the law.'
familiar feeling of anxiety settled in my stomach once again as we reached the same door that held their intimidating, malicious boss, BangChan. Changbin left no room for any words or protesting as he tightened his deathly grip on my wrist, swinging the heavy door open, revealing the still messy contents of the office.
Gulping nervously, I was harshly pushed forwards by Changbin, the force from the shove causing me to almost tumble into the desk. Thankfully I caught myself so I didn't have to undergo the humiliation of falling. Wasting no time, Changbin spun on his heels, and walked out of the office, slamming the wooden door behind him, his heavy footsteps echoing as he trailed further off into the distance.
Turning my attention back to Chan, the room fell into an uncomfortable silence as I awkwardly stood in the centre of the room, before he eventually opened his mouth to speak.
"So, by now I'm assuming you've noticed your... marking?" I hesitated for as second as I dared to look up at him, before replying with a simple 'yes,' I had learnt the hard way that they disliked non verbal responses.
He hummed in acknowledgment before dragging his lit cigarette away from his lips, the smoke sure surrounding the room, creating an awkward atmosphere. Before he harshly stood up, his chair hitting the wall as he pushed it back, causing me to flinch.
The tension filled room filled itself with an eerie atmosphere as he took painfully slow steps towards me, I didn't dare back away in fear of getting hurt once again. Flinching as he abruptly grabbed hold of my wrist, pulling me close to him. My breathing quickened as he got closer to me, taking his cigarette out of his mouth, bringing it close to my neck.
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I began struggling as I quickly realised what he was going to do. Before he harshly jammed the still lit cigarette onto my untainted skin. The burning pain spread through my body as I let out a strained scream, feeling the burning blister form on my skin as I heard the sizzling of my skin being fried. My struggling began to die down as I felt him grip my waist as he brought the cigarette away from my now-burnt skin, the euphoric feeling of relief filled my senses as the pain was temporarily brought away.
My heavy, out-of-breath breathing filling the smoke-infested room as he loosened his grip on my waist. Desperately wanted to know the answer for the undeserved torture, I was able to work up the courage to ask, ask this narcissist why he would inflict pain on someone who had done nothing wrong.
"Why?" I meekly asked as I dared to glance up at him as he lit a new cigarette, the light from the overhead window shining off of his perfect face as he turned away from me. "Why?" He mockingly repeated, "WHY?" I flinched at his sudden change in tone as he harshly turned back around to face me, the furry in his dark eyes being evident as he locked eyes with my [eye coloured] ones.
Storming towards me as he harshly threw his newly-lit cigarette to the side of the uncomfortable room, my back hit the wall behind as I backed up from his inflamed state. Desperately trying to avoid any harm that could possibly come my way. Pointing his ringed index fingier towards my heart, he kept contestant eye contact as his fiery eyes burned into mine. "You don't get to fucking question me. You got that, bitch?" I fearfully nodded as he brought his face closer to mine.
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Dread unfortunately settled into my stomach as I felt his gaze drift from my eyes, to my chapped lips. I very quickly realised what he was planning to do, and began panicking as he stood even closer. "NO. WAIT NO PLEASE NOT AGAI-" My protests and desperate pleads were roughly cut off as he smashed his lips onto mine, ignoring my muffled desperation to be released.
Taking the situation a step further, he messily roamed his palms over my lower back as he pulled away for air. Before I had time to celebrate the lack of contact, once again, he harshly smashed his rough lips onto mine, forcing his wet tongue into my mouth as he forcefully tilted my head to the side using my tangled hair for more access.
My fists came into contact with his slightly exposed chest as I hopelessly attempted to push him off of me, sadly, my tries remained useless. My eyes shot open as I felt his rough hand trail to the elastic waistband of my grey shorts, and slowly tried to tug them off. I switched positions with my hands and despairingly tried to remove his hands from my shorts. He grunted in annoyance and thankfully pulled away, giving me time to catch my breath. Before slamming his hand besides my head, causing me to flinch away from him as I tilted my head away from his grasp as much as possible.
My relief didn't last long as I felt his pristine right hand and sliver rings come into contact with my cheek, causing small cuts to trail across my [skin colour] skin. "I've clearly been to lenient with you." I shuddered in fear, scared for what he was about to do to me. "Don't you dare try and control what I do to you. Ever. It will only result in you being hurt even more." He seriously warned me, a scowl taking its place on his face. "We even gave you a warning about what will happen if you disobey us. Clearly you're acting so childish by taking advantage of my kindness." Kindness? KINDNESS? You've shown me no kindness you son of a bitch. I wanted to scream at him, but I held back. Knowing it would only result in me earning even more serious injuries.
He brought his hand away and took a few steps back, turning his head away in thought as his platinum blonde hair fell of his face. Before both of our attention was brought towards the large door as Changbin charged in, speaking no words but harshly grabbing my wrist and dragging me out.
Once again, I didn't protest, or plead for freedom. Knowing it would only result in pain. As he dragged me away from the room, he suddenly stopped, turning around to face me. "Chan's right. You've decided to behave like a child and you have taken advantage of our kindness. So, I'll treat you like a child. And when a child misbehaves. They get disciplined."
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Word count - 1216
Bro thank you guys so much for 6.07k reads it's so surreal. Finished this chapter at 11:51 pm as usual. I'm sorry if this chapter didn't make much sense. But good news is, when this book is finished, there will be a sequel. How is everyone doing by the way. Stay safe :)
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