Capítulo 11: Part 10
"What do you want from me?" Jisoo screamed.
For some time now he was trying to untie his hands. It was not. The rope was too tight. The dress was still in her eyes. He did not know where he was and who held it, but he smelled terrible. It was cold.
- Who are you! Please let me go! "He continued screaming, hoping someone could hear her. - Please!
The tears were flowing down her cheeks. What was happening? Where was he? What were the boys doing now?
Suddenly the door knocked her out of her thoughts and made her startled.
- Who's there!
- Let me introduce you. My name is Sung. And you must be Jisoo. Right?
- What do you want from me?
- How can I tell you that? Money. You are a very valuable asset. You probably know it.
- I'm not anyone!
"But the boys take it for you.
- Please?
- Yes. Though their good behavior, they will have you in mind. You know they'll have to bring you back to your father again.
These words made her stunned. And he did not want to believe that this man was right, they could not keep it forever. They always had to bring her back to hell.
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"How you can!" Tejong shouted against Jungkook.
"I could not react in time. They just pulled her out of my hand and put her in the car! I tried to overtake them, but I could not!
"Do you have a picture of how we're gone now?" Who knows what they do with her? Or they have already given it to his father - he kept screaming with a whole throat.
"Boys do not ride!" Jin tried to quench them.
"Is that what you are interested in, Teyong, the money! You do not care about her. You just want to give it to her father and get your money. Having already satisfied her with her.
"What are you talking about, Jangkook?" Namjoon asked.
"Taehyung sleeps with Jisoo!" He called sharperly. Everyone was watching them, and they were silent. She took advantage of her while she was drunk.
- And I was drunk! Do you think I knew what was happening.
"Shut up, guys, and come see it." Shuga called them, pointing to the video on the laptop.
"Jisoo !" Exclaimed Jungkookk and everyone else.
- Prents live now. But, the one who shot has turned off the sound. We can not hear anything unless he himself does not turn it on.
For several hours, Jisoostood alone. The boys went out to look for her and do what they can to get her back. Only Taehyung remained the only one to observe what happened to her every second. He did not separate from the laptop.
Jisoo tried to untie his hands. The rope was loose, but with a rather tricky knot to untie.
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There was nothing else to do but look at her and hope to escape.
- What have you done? What about the boys? What did you do with me? You're strange. "He was talking high, but he hoped no one would hear it. "Why do you make me think in my decisions. Fuck him! The other time I wanted to drown you in the bathroom, I tried, but I could not. I could not keep looking at how you were struggling. I'm trying to make you suffer, and you keep doing nothing with a smile on your face. You're strange Kim Jisu. "He repeated again.
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"Why should I be here?" She said quietly through tears. "What do I deserve?" What sin should I have done?
Suddenly he felt the lightness of his hands. The rope pulled out of her palms. The smile rose to her face. He removed the bandage from his face and untied his feet.
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- Succeeded! Run Jisoo, get out of there! "Tae yelled at the laptop, but that did not help.
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He looked. The whole blushed. Her blue dress was gone. The only one on her back was an old, torn white shirt. He did not have time to look for his other belongings.
Somehow he managed to hit the door handle and try to open it. Nothing. It was locked.
He looked at the light that came in the dark room. Windows. It was her only way out.
There was no chair, nothing else to climb. The only thing in the room was iron coming from the ground to the ceiling. They did not look like pillars. They were much thicker.
He tried to climb to the window. It was too high for her.
His nails scratched the old paint.
It was too heavy to get up.
Suddenly there was a click on the door. A figure unknown to her came through the door. A young man in a black suit left a tray of food on his sides.
Jason scared to the wall.
"Who are you?" He asked with fear. He was barely speaking.
- The first time I introduced you. But, you obviously forgot. Where? You're early to go.
The man in question gently opened the door and spoke some names. By a command for two minutes, two large men fluttered inside.
They approached Jess, and she was trying to escape. The taller of them caught her. And she began to resist.
"Now you need to know what we do with the guests here if they decide to leave without letting them go," he said, and left the room.
The men seemed to know their job. While one held her, the other pulled off the shirt in the fastest way.
Immediately they tied her hands to one of the thick iron.
Acute pain passed through her body. With his attempts to turn around, he saw the taller one with a whip.
The room was thrown by the strong scribes.
Feeling one's hand shaving her body made her shiver.
- Please let me go. Leave me alone. Only that managed to get out of her mouth. Though he knew they would not.
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"Fuck you!" Tae yelled and began to push and knock down everything
"I hope the view is pleasing to you." There was a voice on the laptop
Techoeong did not survive the strain for it came out to breathe fresh air. For the second time he had not separated himself from the laptop and the hard chair.
He was walking around the park. The place calmed him. For a short while. Even the most ferocious serial killer has a weak spot.
He was looking around the people around him. It was different. Drunks, drug addicts, to ordinary men and women, with their little children.
Once, Tejoong dreamed of it. When she finishes to find a good job, a girl and who knows in the future to marry the love of her life and to create a family. But, alas, not all desires come true. Fate determines people's lives. Or at least somebody.
Just as he tossed off his cigarette, he felt someone hack into it.
"Take a minute," he called out.
"Excuse me," said a woman's voice. It made him look from top to bottom. It seemed to her that she was not right.
"No problem." He continued on his way until his voice stopped him.
- Do you want one night? Do not I work dearly? "She asked, looking at him, biting her lips.
A slight smile appeared on his face and laughed softly. After that, she turned.
"Are you doing this?" Do you walk around the park and offer yourself to strangers? How much should you be?
- I did not tell you to read my report. I asked you altogether. What I earn is not your job.
Same as him. The same got bogged down to the bottom. Only that she was on her own, and he was drugged. So much like it looked like her ... On Jess. Just look. Only that.
"Is it a good job to prostitute?"
"Twenty-first century is. Everyone is doing what they can. Many women now work this.
- How old are you?
- At nineteen.
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Jisoo lay on a gritty floor. Her wounds could not yet be healed. Her tears still could not stop. She was hurt.
He wanted just a normal life. He wanted so much?
- And if I could be in your arms now ...
He whispered as quietly as if there were millions of people around her.
Opening the door made her turn her head and pulled her out of her thoughts.
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