I could faintly hear voices as I started to come to. The burlap sack over my head was removed and a hard slap was landed on my already bruised cheek. I groaned in pain and opened my eyes, looking at the man kneeling in front of me. He had black hair with a matching mask over his mouth and nose. Even though his mouth was covered I could see a bright smile spread across his lips. “Well hello there beautiful. Welcome back.” He greeted, putting his hand on my chin and pulling it up as he stood. The back of my head was in searing pain and I could feel different bruises littering my body. I noticed several men standing around the room and staring at me with matching black masks. There was also another person sitting tied up in a chair with a burlap sack over their head as well not too far away from me. “Now I’m going to ask you some questions and you’re going to answer them like a good girl or else we’ll have to punish you, understand?” The man in front of me asked, his deep voice taking a menacing tone to it. Nodding, I agreed to his terms despite my increasing confusion. “Good girl,” He pat my head. “Now what does Hakyeon want from us?” He asked, causing me to furrow my eyebrows. “Who’s Hakyeon…?” I asked. He just sighed and walked away from me. “I thought you said you’d be a good girl. I’m honestly disappointed in you, sweetie.” He said, running his hands through his hair. “Why am I here? What’s going on? Who are you?” I started to panic. “Wonshik, teach her a lesson and make her shut up.” The man said, waving his hand towards me before walking out of the room. “Yes, Himchan hyung.” Another man with black hair said as the other men followed ‘Himchan’ out of the room. He put the sack over my head as I continued to pack. “What are you going to do me? Wonshik was it? Please let me go. I won’t tell anyone what happened here.” I pleaded with him, fighting against my restraints. “Just sit still. It’ll make this easier on you.” He said, holding my shoulder with one hand. “What are you doing to her?” A weak male voice called from where I saw the other person in a chair. “Don’t worry about it.” Wonshik said before I felt a fist land a punch to my nose. I cried out in pain, tears falling from my eyes, and pleads falling from my mouth. Wonshik kept landing punches and the chair eventually fell over, causing him to kick me in the stomach and all the air in my lungs got knocked out of me. “If you just tell him what he wants, this won’t happen again. Just tell Himchan hyung what Hakyeon wants.” Wonshik said, his footsteps walking out of the room. Once the air returned to my lungs I cried softly, my head hurting beyond belief. “I guess you’re new.” The man in the chair said. “Why am I here?” I asked him. “I guess you’re connected to Hakyeon somehow so they wanted answers.” “Who’s Hakyeon?” “Himchan’s rival. You could say that they run different sides of the mafia.” He laughed weakly. “I’m here because I’m on Hakyeon’s side. He would never do this sort of thing though. Himchan has been desperate for a while, I knew that, but I didn’t know he would stoop this low.” I stayed quiet. No way…the mafia is still around? “Anyway, my name’s Hoseok, but my friends call me Wonho.” He said, I could hear him fidgeting against his restraints. “What’s your name?” He asked, sounding distracted. “I…” I trailed off. Why can’t I remember my name? “I..don’t know..” I said, quietly, getting more confused as my head started to pound harder. “What do you mean you don’t know?” He asked, his fidgeting stopped. “I can’t remember. Why can’t I remember?” My arms started to ache as I started to fight against the ropes to get off the floor. “Do you remember anything?” Wonho asked. I racked my brain for anything that I could try to remember and nothing popped up. Waking up to Himchan was the last thing I remembered. “No.” I said, my heart pounding and my breathing started to get erratic as I began to panic. “Hey, hey, hey. Calm down, sweetheart. Freaking out isn’t going to help anything.” He said, I could hear him starting to fidget again. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to remember anything, anything would be better than nothing. Suddenly, the door opened again and the sound of 3 separate footsteps quickly came into the room and I heard Wonho gasp as they stopped before the room filled with quiet voices. “Who’s she?” “She doesn’t know. I think Himchan’s boys fucked her head up when they got her. They say she got something to do with the boss.” “Should we take her too then?” “Yeah, why not? If Boss doesn’t want anything to do with her then he’ll dispose of her.” Dispose of me? “She’s freaking out pretty bad. Look, she’s tearing her wrists open from the ropes.” A hand touched my arm, making me jump and try to get away from the warm, but rough hands. “Calm down, lady. I’m not going to hurt you.” “Eunwoo, hurry up. We don’t have much time.” “Right. Sorry Chanyeol hyung.” “Damn, Wonho. They beat you bad.” Chanyeol said, as I started to get lightheaded. Eunwoo cut my hands free then pulled me up off the floor as my vision started to swim. He pulled off the sack slowly, revealing my heavily bruised face that had blood dripping everywhere. “Holy shit.” All the men in the room muttered at the same time. “How is she still awake?” A tall skinny young man with blonde hair asked, a shocked look on his handsome face. “Bam, you and Eunwoo help her to the van. I got Wonho. She looks like she’s gonna pass out any second now.” Another tall man with bright red hair, Chanyeol by the voice, said. I looked over to see who I presumed was Wonho sitting in the chair. Blonde hair falling around his bruised and battered face. Handsome was an understatement for him. Bam and a man with black hair, Eunwoo, with a beautiful face came to me and helped me up as Chanyeol helped Wonho out of the chair. “We got to hurt boys, we don’t have much time.” I could barely walk as my right ankle was screaming in pain. “I think her ankle is broken, hyung.” Eunwoo said, wrapping my arm around his shoulders and his arm around my waist. Bam did the same. “Wouldn’t surprise me. Himchan and his men are brutal as fuck. You saw what they did to Tao.” Chanyeol said, Wonho limping alongside him. “How are you doing, sweetheart?” Wonho asked. “I..” I found it difficult to formulate words as I got more and more dizzy the faster the men moved me and the more pain throbbed through my body. “Hurry guys.” Wonho said, his somehow handsome face clouded with worry. I saw a black van shining in the light of streetlamps right as I passed out.
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