Heart Attack

"Punishment.."

•• Yugyeom's POV ••

My eyes widened at what he was telling me. "NO NOoO! Let me go let me go!!" I cried out as I felt the tears streaming down my face. He held his palm to my mouth to shut me up but it only muffled my cries.

"SHUT UP!" He yelled, slapping me again. I whimpered as my fear grew by the second. I could only muffle my sobbing as I was scared to make louder sounds or noises. Chanyeol grabbed me by my collar as he forcefully makes me stand up.

He grabs my arm in a tight grip as he drags me through the halls. I notice we were nearing our bedroom and I lose my sanity. As he opens the door I suddenly yell out "NO! NO!! CHANNIE!!!!" He turns around and slaps me again. I sob as my cheek now stung. He kept slapping the same one.

I whimpered as he tugs at my arm, I stumble forward as he walks into the bedroom, dragging me along. I grip the doorway as I try pulling away but I lost my grip on the wall as he pulls me harder. I stumble back from the force.

He closes the door with a slam. I gulped hard. Our bedroom was sound proof... Nothing could be hewrd from the outside. Channie padded the walls with layers of Acoustic foam. At first it was a good idea to block out the city for a good night's rest but now... It was gonna be hell for sure.

Chanyeol turned on the lights in a dim orange setting as he grabs me by my arm. "NO!! LET ME GO!" I yelled. He just slaps me again and throws me on the bed.

I lay on the bed on my hip as I sob. Everything hurt. I see Chanyeol rummage through his drawers. He suddenly gets out a pair of handcuffs, those were for "emergency" when you need to handcuff a rober after you knock him out. I regret getting those now.

He approaches me and I lose it. "CHANNIE NO NO NO!!" I sobbed as I try crawling away, only resulting in him grabbing my leg and pulling me back. He cuffs both my hands together behind my back.

I could only try to fight the restraints but the edges were so sharp they dug unto my wrists. Channie sat on top of me as his legs stopped my own from kicking. I sob as he pulls down my pants...

•• Third Person View ••

All the while, Jackson didn't hear any of this. For he left before he he heard anything. For God knows what reason...

•• Jackson's POV ••

After five minutes of leaning unto the door, I left. I couldn't take it. I know. It's cowardly. But I didn't want to hear them fighting, and I didn't want to hear them make up either. I just couldn't.

So here I was now, walking through the streets. Heart broken. I trudged through the snow that fell. Heck it's just November 10 and the snow's really start to come in quick.

I walked and walked, trying hard to keep my mind off a certain person. My phone buzzed. Bzz bzz. I grabbed it and unlocked the thing. Mark was calling...

I hesitated before accepting the call. I was curious of why he was calling.

Me: "What?"

Mark: "Didn't you hear them?"

I knew exactly what he meant. I sighed deeply.

Me: "They're arguing again. So what?"

Mark: "You sh*thead. They aren't just "arguing" I hear Yugyeom's screaming!!"

My heart sunk.

Me: "W... What?"

Mark: "Didn't you hear?! He was. I swear I heard it! I heard him being yelled at and everything!! Jackson where were you?!"

Me: "I went for a walk! I didn't know he would get hurt! I thought they would just argue like last time!"

Me: "Well. What're you doing now?"

Mark: "I'm right outside their door. It's gone quiet..."

"Sh*t..." I cursed under my breath. This made me nervous beyond compare.

Me: "Alright. I'm not far from the apartment. I'm coming home!."

I nearly dropped my phone as I dropped the call and shove it in my coat pocket. I ran as fast as I could. I didn't know what was going on. But I had a extremely bad feeling.

I arrived at the apartment, I yelled at the elevator for being so slow. Scaring a mom and her kid in the process. I didn't care. Once the elevator stopped to my floor, I ran out as fast as I could.

I bolted down the hall of apartments until I saw Mark. He waves to me as I run up to him. I stop beside him as we were both in front of the door.

I nodded to him as he went to ring on the doorbell.

•• Yugyeom's POV ••

It's been fifteen minutes, here I was now, on my stomach with my pants halfway off. My a** was now bruised. Red handprints on them. Chanyeol had been smacking my butt, and everytime I would scream, whimper, or sob.

Everytime he struck my a** he would laugh drunkenly or shush me and yell at me to shut up. I had my face pressed further into the matress to suppress my screams because it would only make Chanyoel hit me harder...

Suddenly. The machine plugged into the corner made a ringing sound, indicating the doorbell was pressed. My eyes averted to the door. I whimpered as Channie left, but ofcourse he locked the door...

I sob as I lay there, both my a** and cheek hurting from being smacked and bed soaked after crying river of tears. My wrists probably had red marks or cuts from the handcuffs. My hair was messy and sticking out from each corner from him pulling on it.

I tried moving but strings of pain only went through my body in waves. I sobbed continuously. Why does the world do this to me?

Someone... Help me... Please...