'PLEASE SAVE ME' - a short story written by @2ran-dom7 (me.)
Summary: You got kidnapped by your co-worker, Mingyu who is obsessed with you and wants you to be his and his only. You were held in his house, in a small town. Do you get saved? Or do you spend the rest of your life as Mingyu's lifelong possession?
You wake up to find yourself strapped to a chair in an empty room. There was nothing except a lightbulb dangling above your head. You looked around and tried to free yourself from the restraints when a man emerged from the darkness. You started to panick, knowing that you couldn't do anything to defend yourself if the man decided to attack you.
"Finally, you're awake. How did you sleep?" He questioned, his head tilted to the side as an evil smirk formed on his face. It was as if a knife was stabbed into your heart. How could he?
"Mingyu? How could you?" You asked in disbelief. The friend whom you thought was nothing but kind had just kidnapped you.
"Oh darling, you should've already known. I couldn't have anyone else in your life, could I? The moment I saw you, I knew I had to make you mine forever," He said cheerfully, the glint in his eyes was so sinister that it was almost horrifying. This made you realise that you've been completely oblivious to the signs. You didn't know he liked you. You've always thought of him as a brother.
"I'm sorry Mingyu but I only see you as a brother, I don't have feelings for you. I already have a boyfriend," You soon regretted what you have just said when his face changed. You knew he was jealous.
"Oh really?" He questioned, raising his eyebrows. "Do you think he'd mind if I got him out of the picture..." He said playfully, but you realised that his twisted idea of love wasn't a joke. Fear and panic starts to set in. You didn't want anything to happen to your boyfriend.
"No! Please don't hurt him!" You pleaded.
Tears slowly start to form in your eyes.
"Oh darling!" He chuckled, as he approached you, before gently wiping away your tears.
"Don't be upset. I'm sure that your boyfriend won't even care that you've been kidnapped." He whispered.
Your boyfriend would care right? Right...? You started to question if he did actually cared about you. No. He does love you and cares for you.
"You're wrong. He does care that I've been kidnapped," You spoke proudly.
"Is that so?" He chuckled, as he started to pace around the room.
"I have a little job for you, then. If your precious boyfriend loves you so much, ask him to come here and set you free." He grinned, a cruel expression on his face.
You actually wanted to know if he actually cared. You were about to say something when he continued.
"But wait," He smirked, looking at you from head to toe.
"If he truly loves you, shouldn't he have come here already? He's taking so long, do you think he even cares anymore." He teased, his eyes flickering with madness.
This made you realise something, "How long have I been asleep for? and be honest, don't lie.".
"I'd say about two days, darling." He replied nonchalantly, as if you hadn't just spent 48 hours trapped inside a room, completely helpless. It was as if the ground beneath you had opened up and you were falling into the never ending void. Tears threatened to fall.
"Please tell me you're lying," You whispered as you stared down at the floor. 'Maybe he's still trying to find you but there hasn't been any leads to where you may have vanished to.'
"Would I ever lie to you, darling?" He smirked, tilting his head to the side.
"Why didn't your lovely boyfriend come and find you? He must not care enough." He teased, a cruel look in his eyes.
"Maybe he's still finding me but he's just taking too long," Your voice cracked.
You didn't want to believe him. You're trying your hardest to stay positive. You knew he wanted to see you crumble and rely on him and only him.
"Don't be stupid, darling." He grinned, stepping dangerously close to you.
"If he loved you, he would've tracked you down immediately and never let up until he found you. This just proves how little he cares about you." He chuckled, taking pleasure in your tears.
'Please hurry up...' You thought to yourself. You closed your eyes and tried to calm yourself down but it was no use. Soon enough, you were crying uncontrollably. Although you weren't looking at Mingyu, you knew he was grinning from ear to ear watching you crumble in front of him.
"Oh darling, stop being so sensitive." He chuckled, wiping away your tears again.
"If your boyfriend had really cared about you, he would've been here already. Face it, darling, he never really loved you." He grinned, and stared into your eyes with that twisted look in his.
You looked back on the memories you had with him. He really did love you. He would always take care of you, shower you with love and support, spoil you rotten, comfort you when you faced problems. He always respected your boundaries and passion. He was the perfect man any girl could dream of. 'What is taking you so long Jay?' You thought to yourself.
"Don't you realise?" He chuckled, as he began to circle around you, "He's not coming at all. He doesn't care. He never cared, and he never will. You're all mine." He said sweetly, almost as if he wasn't a demented psychopath.
Just then, a loud thud was heard outside the room. Your head shot up, a wide smile formed on your face when you heard his voice. He came to save you!
"(Y/N)! Where are you?!" His voice echoed throughout the quiet house. You heard other voices and realise he didn't come alone.
"Damn it! How did he get here already?" Mingyu whispered angrily to himself, as he reached for the gun he had hid away and pointed it at you.
"Stay where you are, darling. I won't hurt you as long as you cooperate." He said, his eyebrows narrowed and his jaw clenched, his hands shaking as he fought the urge to pull the trigger.
Your heart started beating aggressively. Your body began shaking in fear. You wanted to scream, to let him know which room you were in but you knew if you did, Mingyu would have pulled the trigger. You hear the door behind you open, and footsteps approaching you, your body shaking in fear as tears ran down your face, feeling completely helpless in the situation.
"Stop right there, dear boy." Mingyu says as he grips his gun even firmer, causing his trigger finger to itch. Just one wrong move from your boyfriend, and he would pull the trigger.
"(Y/N)?" He called out.
You wanted to turn around to face him, run up to him and hug him but you couldn't.
"I'm so sorry I took so long." He spoke.
You wanted to tell him it was okay but you knew better. You cried silently, knowing you were completely helpless.
"Let her go, Mingyu." He says sternly, the footsteps stop as his voice fills the empty room.
"No." Mingyu replies nonchalantly, as the footsteps begin again.
"Stop right there." He demands, his voice filling with anger.
"Let her go." He says again, as he takes another step closer. He doesn't take to threats, clearly, so your boyfriend was going to need another plan. Just then, a gunshot ringed in the air. You panicked and turned around, wanting to see if Mingyu had shot your boyfriend but what you saw shocked you. Mingyu laid motionless on the floor, blood flowing out of the bullet wound staining the shirt. He had been shot but by who? Footsteps rushed towards you. Your heart immediately calmed down when you saw his face.
"I missed you Jay," You cried. "I'm so glad I finally found you." He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead as he continued to cut the restraints. After he was done, he carried you in his arms and rushed out of the house with his friends following behind him. We ran out of the house, into the streets.
"Did you get him?" Sunoo asked, breathlessly.
"Yup, bullet went straight through his chest." Niki's voice beamed through the earpiece.
Niki adjusted the sniper rifle and aimed at Mingyu's chest. He waited for the perfect moment and pulled the trigger. He watched as Mingyu's body fell to the floor, the gun falling out of his hand. He got out off the rooftop and met up with the rest at the van.
"Let's go, we need to get out of here." Heeseung spoke, putting on his seatbelt. Sunghoon started the engine and drove back to Jay's place.
I hope you enjoyed this story, have a great day ahead! :] - author mira.
