???: You're not going anywhere.
I hold my breath trying to get rid of his touch.
Jisung: Let her go.
A smirk appears across the dude's lips and he comes closer towards Jisung while his mates get up as well.
???: Well fine. I let her go.
Me: We will leave now.
I throw Jisung a glare but he's there only staring at the guy furiously.
Me: Jisung.
???: Quiet, baby girl.
The two others approach me tying my hands together behind my back and gagging me before I can even blink. I try to scream but the dirty cloth covers my voice.
Jisung: What the fuck you want? Don't touch her!
I feel my heart beating through my whole body. My breathing becomes heavier every second and my eyes are watering up. I'm anxious.
Jisung: Didn't you hear me?!
He attempts getting to me but he's being pushed backwards.
???: I did. But I don't care.
The man smirks even brigther. Right when Jisung wants to punch him in the face, the guy having me in his grip pulls out a knife and places it millimeters away from my throat. I close my eyes screaming yet try moving barely. Jisung is becoming more and more tense.
???: We want money, and we know that you have.
Jisung madly rolls his eyes.
Jisung: How much?
The guy chuckles dryly.
???: We want everything you have.
Jisung: I got 20. Nothing more.
Jisung takes his money out having that greedy asshole instantly tearing it from his hands.
???: What about your girl?
He turns towards me, my fear grows bigger catching his eyes.
???: What have you got, sweetie?
Jisung: Just let her go she can't even tell you like that.
The dude sighs.
???: Joey, let her speak.
My lungs contract feeling the space between his hand and my face become smaller. He loosens the cloth and I can finally breath clearly again. I'm almost too scared to raise my voice.
