𝘽𝙞𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙚 // 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙤𝙮𝙯 ✔

𝟭𝟬 • 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗥

♤han chaewon♤

in the evening, the silence of the night was spreading upon the mansion; there was no sound until someone decided to turn the doorknob of my room. unconsciously letting out a sigh, i turned to the door slowly, only to see kevin back in my bedroom.

"you again..?" i asked, trying to act unbothered when i was in fact pretty scared about where he could bring me to this time.

"yeah, happy to see me, aren't you?" he smirked slightly, but his question remained with no reply. i stayed silent and just continued to mind my own business. i heard him chuckle, feeling that he was coming closer to me. he stood next to me, staring at me continuously. "don't you wanna come with me?"

i shook my head, not sparing a gaze to him. hyunjae and him were definitely the two i couldn't bear to see, maybe i could add jacob to the list, these were antipathetic.

"i'm not coming with you." i said, biting my lips as i saw his hand grab mine slowly. even if i said i didn't want to, i was forced anyway. i sighed. "i just said no-" i started to turn up the volume of my voice but he cut me off.

"shut up… i don't care about that. everything's gonna be fine, i swear on my life. you have my words." he insisted, emphasizing his last phrase. he took me out of the room in silence, but as soon as we reached the 4th floor of the house, loud grunts and screams were echoing throughout the hallway.

"w-wait… you… you just want me to be scared!" i tried to get my hand off his but he was holding tight.

he clicked his tongue and stopped for a while, glaring at me. in the end, he managed to bring me to the torture room. the gloomy silence that could be heard made it even scarier.

kevin opened the door in a creak and we walked in. slowly, i lifted my head up, just to see another man on a chair. i breathed out shakily as i saw him spit blood from his mouth. the dull fabric of his clothes were stained in red, it reminded me of the man they had interrogated a few days before.

"oh- kev'. i was about to start again, i just gave him a punch in the stomach." juyeon said as he appeared from the corner of the room, arms crossed and he pursed his mouth in a self-satisfied smirk.

the flickering light of the lamp upon us was casting long shadows. kevin nodded, let go suddenly of my hand and approached the prisoner. what was i doing here..?

"so…who the fuck are you..?" kevin started, bending down so he could stare at the man. but it was obvious that the prisoner was too weak to speak, so he stayed mute, trembling like there was an earthquake. facing his silence, kevin punched him in the face, which made the lad fall. i gasped and widened my eyes, unable to move. "come on… you don't want this woman to feel pity for you, right? you're better than this, i presume. now, i'm asking you the exact same question. who are you?"

the man on the floor looked at me, a tear escaped his eye and he grunted slightly.

"heo… yeong… jun…" he replied almost inaudibly.

"heo yeongjun? perhaps blood related to a certain heo hajoon?" juyeon stepped closer to kevin, a tint of amusement in his voice.

yeongjun shook his head repeatedly, but the two men laughed at him as kevin made him whine when he pressed on an opened wound.

"you're not? bullshit… we're not swallowing the bunch of falsehoods you will say. you know… it's not that hard. just tell us where hajoon is hiding." kevin pinched his cheek, knitting his eyebrows together, while yeongjun glowered at him like he wanted to kill him.

i felt weird, i saw how the man was glancing at me sometimes, meeting my worried gaze every now and then.

"i… i d-don't know where… he is but-" just then, he received a kick in the stomach from juyeon, he was lying. still, he groaned and held his stomach to cut off the pain.

"we used to cut the liars' tongue. should we do it now, or are you going to cooperate?" juyeon asked, and to be honest i was horrified. he smashed his walkie-talkie on him and hit him multiple times with his foot.

i made a step towards them but kevin stopped me, wrapping his hand around my arm to pull me backwards. eventually he managed to pull me even closer, trapping me in his embrace.

"keep going juyeon." he said calmly and put his chin on my shoulder, i stiffened more. i heard the grunts and screams yeongjun was letting out, only to make my eyes close.

"c-changwon! he's in changwon!" he shouted the name of the city, but to me it was like he was calling for my name.

juyeon and kevin looked at each other and nodded slightly, i didn't feel it so well. the door opened wide,  it was younghoon, with a gun, again. i didn't know what went through me, but i got myself free from kevin's embrace and ran to the prisoner, bending in front of him, facing younghoon.

"don't kill him!" i shouted, the three of them were shocked by my actions, but younghoon sighed, holding the gun in my direction.

"chaewon. i'll shoot. get out of the way, now." he ordered, but i didn't move. i felt yeongjun's hands grip onto my shirt, he was hiding coughs behind my back. i continued to stare into younghoon's dark pupils, afraid though by the fact that the gun was pointed at me. "chaewon." he spoke one more time, insisting on every syllable of my name.

i stayed where i was, getting blood on my leg, but i didn't want him to die. "you promised me you won't kill him.." i said weakly, earning a low growl from him.

"juyeon.." younghoon looked at him and i soon understood what was going on.

juyeon grabbed a knife a threw himself on the man without wasting a second, i had just the time to gasp before yeongjun got stabbed.

"what have you done?!" i yelled at juyeon and my hand pushed him violently. yeongjun breathed in difficulty as i grabbed one of his hands. unable to stop the tears coming out of my eyes, i sobbed silently as i covered my mouth.

"get up, hurry." younghoon muttered at me as he lifted me up. he grabbed both of my wrists and ran out of the room with me.

yes. it happened.