"Here. Take the food."

"I don't want it."

"Just eat it already i don't have time for you to be all snappy." He said placing the plate of food in front of me.

I stared at the food, my stomach growling. It was a burger and a coke. You know when i though i'd be kidnapped i expected the food to be gross old peas but this looks like a good quality meal. Not bad actually. Not bad at all.

But i'm not eating, no matter how hungry i get. Who knows what weird stuff he could have put in the food.

I'm not taking an chances. Nope. I've been here too long and i can't take die now.

Four days.

It's been four days since i was kidnapped.

Just four days of utter fear, anger and sadness.

I wonder how my mom is doing.

I wonder if Seunghee unnie is alright.

I wonder how my member's are handling the news of me being kidnapped.

I wonder how the general public is doing. If they even know about my kidnapping that is.

I wonder if Mark is alright.

I wonder how Yoongi is doing.

Does dad know...?

Questions like these never left my brain, with nothing to do all day, all i actually could do was think.

And it was torture having no distractions from my endless thoughts.

Everytime, i thought about what was going on out in world, the image got worse and worse.

My members crying, Mark blaming himself for not protecting me well enough, my mom and sister crying as they tell the police what happened, Eunji being reliable and trying to calm everyone down, Yoongi not doing anything and just sitting in his studio room, not eating, sleeping, or anything else.

I knew them all well enough to know their reactions in such a situation.

And it pained me so much.

"Are you seriously not going to eat?" He asked again and i was pulled out of my train of thoughts.

"I told you. I don't want to eat."

"You say that everytime and by the end of the day when i fall asleep, you end up gobbling all of it out of extreme hunger." He said smirking at me, knowing that he was right.

If you ignored his psycho and weird stalk-y shit and lame ass, he's not that bad.

He's quite handsome, good jawline, nice muscles, and not a bad smile.

But the fact that he kidnapped me, hurt my sister, probably did something with my mom, and pulled me away from the people i care about made him lose all his charm.

And then he expects me to love him so we can get married. As if. I'm not that dumb nor am i a psychopath.

"Whatever. I need to grab some gas for the car and a few groceries. Stay put and quiet. " He said emphasizing the last part since the last few times he had left, i had ended up screaming at the tip of my lungs hoping someone would hear.

Yeah, he did end up hitting me afterwords so i'd stay quiet but i'm sure he regretted it later that day. Which actually made me more confident in how i could manipulate him.

It's my only option now anyways.

I felt scared to scream but i felt even more scraed to stay here for the rest of my life.

I need to get out of here. Or get some help. Something, anything! I just need to leave this awful place.

I can't stay here anymore. I can't take all of this. It's scaring me, eating me up bit by bit as i just sit here and take in all the pain and frustration.

I want to my friends. I want to see mom and Seunghee unnie. I want to see my members. I want to see Yoongi....

He left the building or whatever it was. I don't exaxtly know where we are, Canada or Korea, which ever, all i know is that i'm in this animal cage and i can't get out but, atleast there is some walking space and i'm not all chained up like they usually show in movies.

Not that i could walk anyway.

Since the day of the kidnapping i haven't been able to feel my legs and my back hurts like a bitch. I have a huge cut on my forearm and i often have trouble breathing.

I guess i'm not really in the position to walk out of here. I can barely move, i usually crawl my way to the edge of the cage-- which in itself is already hard enough-- because i can't move my legs even a little bit.

I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I waited for a few minutes just to make sure he was gone.

It had been a little over 10 minutes now and i felt that he should have probably left by now.

And so i started scream, at the top of my lungs and as loud as i possibly could.

"HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME! I'M WENDY OF RED VELVET AND I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED! HELP ME! CALL THE POLICE!" And so the screaming went until my voice got hoarse which eventually led me to stop.

My breathing suddenly got heavy again and i felt myself close my eyes in an attempt to relax for a while

I heard a car outside and heard him scream at someone. I leaped towards the darkness and made it seem as if i were asleep. He came inside a few seconds later. The few times he had left this place and opened the door, i got a look out at the surroundings.

It looked like the place was somehwere in the woods of Canada. The whole area was abandoned and i doubt anyone would be here but it was worth the try to find some help.

You never know maybe someone will hear me.

He came in looking stressed, he was about to stay something but stopped when he saw me sleeping in the darkness. He couldn't see that my eyes were open and i felt thankful that he had put me in a dark corner.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead with his arm and left to go uptairs.

I let out a breath i didn't know i was holding in, the whole night i felt extremely cold, just the same as the previous three nights.

I could barely sleep and i'm sure i looked like a mess right now. No postion felt comfortable and that was no surprise since i had to sleep on the cold hard ground.

It was the middle of the night and i heard hard and loud footsteps coming downstairs. They were quick and not at all gentle.

He came downstairs looking dishelved and angry.

I could feel myself trying to move away but it was no use. My legs....

It wasn't until he started opening the huge cage door that i saw the small injection in his left hand.

Oh my god.... what is he gonna do?

I used my hands and crawled back until my back hit the cage.

"S-stay back..."

"I-i can't. I love you Wendy. We are meant to be, don't you get it?" He said as i saw his face more clearly now, he was handsome but he was smiling at me like he had gone crazy.

Gosh, i'm scared.

"P-please. What have i done to you?" I asked tears openly falling down my eyes. I can't take this anymore. This guy is mental and needs some serious help.

"Nothing sweetie. But it's your destiny. We are meant to be Wendy, and you need to realize that, my love." He said, running his hand through my hair as i screamed loudly.

He plunged the tube in my left forearm and i felt myself lose to the darkness.

"No... no... i-i have to go back home...." i whispered but whatever he put inside me was too strong. I closed my eyes and felt the darkness enclose all around me.

Someone,

Please save me.