A little freedom, a littl (1/2)

I was no longer tied up and with Myungsoo’s permission I was allowed to shower and eat, not as much as a normal person would, but I was fine as long as I had an opportunity to do both now and then. Days went slower than usual the next week, Myungsoo was never home, and when he was, he was way too tired to even feed me, so I just cooked for myself, defiantly not as great as his cooking, but I didn’t want to complain.

I felt like a pet waiting for its owner to get home every day. Whenever he was home, I’d walk around the room I was kept in waiting desperately for his company. I was hungry for human contact, for a normal conversation, anything. But I was dealing with a debuting Korean artist, I knew I couldn’t ask for much from him.

He came back one day angrier than usual, I knew it because today he didn’t even bother to greet me politely, and instead he slammed the door on my face when I attempted to ask how his day was. I tried my hardest to let it go, but he wouldn’t stop slamming doors and acting like a complete baby, so I walked back into my room and laid down, hoping I wouldn’t have to see him again until he calmed down.

I woke up that evening due to a pain coming from my legs. I looked down to find Myungsoo kneeling down, tying my feet back together again.

“Y-Ya! What are you doing!?” I shouted in surprise.

I tried to kick his hands of off me, but it only made his grip stronger.

He didn’t bother to answer me; instead he concentrated on tying the knot until my legs were completely stuck together.

“I said what the fuck are you doing!?” I looked down at him and watched and as his busy hands stop moving completely, he sat still for a moment or two and then looked back up at me, there it was again…That look he gave me the first time we fought. I knew what was coming…I knew it but I tried to run away from the idea. He couldn’t hurt me again…He wouldn’t.

I looked down at my feet and was surprised to find him untying the knot slowly. When he had finished he looked up at me, we stared at each other both unaware of what would happen next.  I looked deep into his eyes; totally hypnotized by his charm…Those eyes captured my attention like nothing else in this world had ever before. I felt my heart beating faster and faster. As hard as I tried to look away, I couldn’t, his face was so perfect, so gentle.

I stood up in surprise to find I had probably been staring at him for a good minute or two. I tried to walk away but he grabbed my arm pulling me in close. I tried to escape from his devilish charm, but I couldn’t, I was too weak, even with all my energy back, there was no escaping.

“L-Let go of me!”  I pushed his chest hard, but he didn’t flinch.

I felt like I couldn’t breathe, his tight grip reminded me back to that horrible night, my mind was flashing with images from that night and everything from then on went so fast, without a second thought I kicked him hard.

He tried to grab my hand again, but this time I pushed him, with all of my strength his back banged harshly against the cold wall.Without a second thought he pushed me back harder, causing my whole body to strike against the hard cement wall. I kneeled down in pain, feeling dizzy and sick to my stomach.

“What do you think you’re doing!?” He yelled.