Y/N

Shudders and shivers.

Cold gale stroke my skin in tranquility,yet it was threatening. My body was exposed to cold air but my head was enclosed in a warm atmosphere. His fingers tips didn't cease to dangle and caper on my bare skin at the valley of my breasts.

Wait. How did his hand found my bare skin If I am in a coffin? I wrestled my hands. They were restrained to the chain. Why would there be a chain entangled in a coffin?

Its not.

" Wondering where you are ,sunflower?" His fingers tip made the way towards my protruding tip and drew circle around it. The hell. I am naked.

" Take this off!" I screeched.

" Baby, I am having a little experiment here. Will you behave?" His demanding voice filtered through the wooden wall.

" No. You sick moron! Let go of me " i bellowed only for my ears to be pierced by my own screeches as it bounced back to my skull hitting the wooden walls.

"I am trying to wring out something from your head , baby. " His finger tip dragged to my abdomen. My stomach coiled into a knot. " Do you remember this?" His finger tip drew line on the curve of my waist. " This touch? " His warm breath tickled my bare abdomen as he leaned forward. He placed a gentle kiss to my belly button. My abdomen shrunk inwards.

" Cant wait to put my babies in here. " He gently massaged my abdomen. My slits set forth to become  squishy and plum due to wetness he was drawing by his unholy touch.

"Dont even think about it " I snarled.

"Oh, but I already have," he chuckled followed by a twisted laugh.  "You'd look beautiful, swollen with my child… or maybe more than one."
"

"You’re sick," I fizzled  "You talk about it like it’s love, but all I hear is control… like you want to brand me from the inside out." I paused my voice trembled. "You don’t want a family. You want possession."

" Certainly, sunflower. I want every inch of you to be possessed by me. " His teeth grinded to each other. The friction passed me a shudder." Now, lets get into the session shall we?"

" What? What are you doing? " My panic crawled as his words shoved down the filthy conversation we had a second back.

" Do you remember the house you saw in the video?" He asked. His voice firm and deep.

" What?" I gasped. Sweat coated along my hairline.

" Just answer my question.Do you remember the house you saw in the video?" His words sheathed into a demand.

"No."

" Think again.Close your eyes. "

" I...." I panted and closed my eyes for a second.

" Do you remember the house?" He asked again. " The wall, the furnitures, the dress you wore, the way I came in, face of the other Jungkook and mine? "

Why dont you just die?

Clean it you piece of shit!

Run little flower, Run.

Take her with you

Wish i never found you

We cut her out and took her out of her.

What if they try to find us

We paid them

Sunflower, i am here.

Did you like the strawberry?

You like my ring?

Ian Jungkook

Jungkook

Where is he?

Several voice pierced my skull. The voices clamoured inside my head and hit my head like a nail. Unable to bear the crowed and clamoured voices I shot open my eyes swiftly and screamed. " no!"

" Hey hey.  Baby, its ok it's ok." His voice seeped in. Calm and soft.

I gasped. I tried earning for air as the wooden walls were making it arduous for the air through pass in and out.

"Let's try this again. Ok. " He whispered.

I took a few breaths. One beat of tranquility passed.

" Do you remember..." He took a moment before he spoke. " Do you remember your mother? Her face?"

" No." I answered the moment he let out the question.

" Her name?"

" Rey." I said. But I didn't feel a pinch of hurt when her name slipped out of my lips. Though the scene of her being beheaded by this sick monster flared through my eyes, I felt only empathetic but the inner torment of seeing a mother dying in front of her daughter 's eyes was not wandering around my head.

" Do you remember how she calls you?" His voice trembled.

Run little flower , Run. A voice gently and soft spoke inside my head. A elegant hand soaked in blood was nudging my shoulders gently. The yellow coloured floral frock still prevailed in my eyes.

" Little flower." I whispered.

" Baby, louder "

" Little flower. " My voice trembled.

" Fuck " he sighed. The sigh depicted relief.

" Alright, do your remember his face?" His finger tip drew through my thighs. The desire swam inside me again.

" Whose?" I asked as i knew whom he meant.

" The bastard who stole my name." His finger tip moved to my inner thighs.

"No," I spoke with and ensured that my words dipped in venom. "But when I see him again, Ian..I’ll only remember his face, not yours." I let the words set on blaze to make his nerves burn. "You’ll be nothing but a shadow behind my rage.  You are just a void , Ian. "

He slapped my inner thigh. I quaked.

"Baby, you only call me Ian when you’re angry… but when fear rakes your soul, it’s always Jungkook, isn’t it?"His voice held my bones in a tight grip.
"Just remember,I own you. I live in your head. Didn’t you feel it? When I mentioned your mother, you answered without hesitation… like a trained, caged little thing., sunflower?"

" You asshole " i rebuked. Did he just toyed with my head?

" All I ever wanted was to erase the memories you couldn’t bear to keep," he murmured, as his fingers were capering at my inner thigh.  "But now, baby… now I’m going to twist your mind so tight, the only thing left in it will be my name and my fucking face."

My words caught up to my throat. His words were gripping me like barbed wire around my throat. Fear. Fear was hurling me down to its trench.

" Did you hear voices in your head?" His finger tip was at inches away from my delicate slits. I tried to clench my thighs, but couldn't since the stitches at my bullet wound would rip my soul apart if I try to move.

I affixed my body immovable not reporting to his questions.

"You heard my voice too, didn’t you?" he murmured, his breath hovered over my skin at my thighs. "That’s because I’ve taken up residence in your head, sunflower .Deeper than your thoughts, longer than your memory. I’ve lived there for more than ten years maybe longer than you could ever imagine."

" What do you mean?" I trembled.

" "You were so pure… so heartbreakingly innocent when you were just six." His voice dripped into a sorrow. " That bastard never came for you,  Not when you were sobbing on your knees, trembling in the cold, empty dark of those empty and hallow streets."
"And you were tiny, delicate you clung to all three of our hands with that little fist of yours, like we were your only lifeline... like the world would vanish if you let go."

" Three hands?" My voice wobbled.

" Yeah three hands." He sniffed. " Three it was three. It was supposed to be four but..." He left his words to hang in there.

He paused for a moment.

""Do you remember that night?" he asked softly. "Do you even remember where you went to school when you were a child?"

" No " i replied. " And asshole, I was six years old i could barely remember it.

"Baby we even met when you were twelve." He giggled. " You won't remember that. Because you know why?" His voice became treacherous.

" Why?Paxson erased it. Didn't he?" I licked my lips. The wooden walls started to press my head.

""No. It was me," he said with a twisted laugh."I erased them. All of them. Don’t be so sweetly naive, baby. You saw the video,heard the doctor say you needed three more sessions, twice a month." He chortled.
"And I made sure each one peeled away another piece of your past… until there was nothing left but me. The me you kissed for the first until I came in my pants in the club "

"We met when I was six and you erased yourself from my head. What kind of sick psycho are you?" I bellowed.

"Because I refused to let that bastard linger in your mind… I had to burn him out, along with every trace of myself." His fingers hovered over my delicate slits threatening to remind me the memories of his filthy touch he had them plastered on my body.

"You didn’t just steal my memories,Ian. You made me crave the void you left behind. I don’t know where you end and I begin anymore. I don’t want to know that."

"Yes baby, you crave for it. Deep down you know that. Now tell me baby, when I touch you what do you feel? " His finger tip trailed my slits.

I gasped.

"You feel me, don’t you, baby?" His voice crawled  through my ears.

"Please… stop," I beseeched, my lungs congested, crawling for air, as the wooden walls were collapsing on my skull.

"Do you see his face, Y/N?" his other hand stroke my wounded thigh. " Only I remain, ain't I?"

His voice subjected me through suffocation. I struggled my wrist. To take off whatever he clung to my head.

" What do you see, sunflower?" He asked by trailing his finger tip over my belly button.

" Jungkook, its dark! Take this off. " I screamed,however it muffled around the corners of the wooden box. My fear set forth to claw on me.

" Baby tell me what do you see?" His question demanded and his finger tip reaches my core.

" Darkness. Thats all I see..Darkness. Take it out you sick..." My words swallowed up as he slid a finger inside through my slits. My back configured into a curve.

" Thats right , sunflower. Thats what I see within you. A dark maze where I never want to find any rays of illumination. " He brought his other hand to my fingers and drew his finger tip to my elbow making me squirm.

"Take this off. I cant see anything. " My voice bounced back inside the wooden box he put on my head alone.

" Relax baby, i specially built this wooden box for you. I know how you felt aroused when that sick moron was with you in the closet. The moron who stole my name."

" What?" I tried earning for air. He slid out his fingers from my core.

" Do you remember that? Do you remember being with him in the closet?" He roared.

Hey it's ok.

He can't find us.

You are safe with me.

A resonated voice pierced my head. Was it him? Jungkook?

I close shut my eyes.

That guy is dangerous, Y/N. Stay here. Stay quiet

The eyes. The brown eyes. The hoodie i clung on as something was chasing me to death. Someone was behind me. Someone was trying to hurt me. Something was behind me.

You need to behave. Cant you just behave. Another voice pierced inside my skull.

Hey look at me. dont make a noise. Just dont....

A hand clapped to my mouth. It suffocated me.

He said he won't hurt me

He is dangerous,Y/N. He kills people for money. He will kill you too. After he gets what he wants.

No he won't. He promised me he will help me.

He is manipulating you. I mean why would he want to help you. Your mother loves you , Y/N. She will never hurt you.

He said he would do anything for me

Do you like me ,Y/N? Huh? I know you do. We are the one meant to be together.. But this guy, he will hurt you.

I wheezed for air. My breaths shortened as the scene recalled inside my head.

Y/N...What would your mother think if she knew? That her obedient little girl opens the door to a man while she’s away… lets him in like it’s routine.Should I tell her... or will you beg me not to? Stop defending him.

No .Please don't. I am begging you.

He is here. Dont make a noise. He will hurt you if he find us here. In the closet. His hand clapped on my mouth again.

Jungkook?

Yes, sunflower?

Who is the Jungkook with me then?

My brother.

Why is he having your name?

My parents stole it.

I gasped and opened my eyes.

" It was him. It was Ian . I was running from Ian.  Not , Jungkook." I murmured. " But there was someone with him.  someone holding a belt and a rope?

"Y/N!" A sudden light pierced my eyes. " Baby look at me" he took out the wooden box out of my face. .

I sobbed. By a stroke, he unfastened the chain from my wrists.

" Did you recall something? Was it him in the closet? " He asked. " It was him. Wasn't he? "

" Yes." My chest hoisted up and down as I took sharp inhales.

" Fuck ," He startled back. " Shit shit shit shit ..no no no no no..." He clutched his hair strands. " Did you see anything else?"

I shook my head as I sobbed. He grabbed the duvet and threw across my naked body and wrapped me in it. " I saw Jungkook.I  was there in the closet with him and someone was chasing me."

" Who? Did you see their face? "

" No. But he said it's you." My eyes transformed into a narrow slits.

" no. Baby. Listen, was there someone? " He asked holding me close to his chest.

" You tried to hurt us didn't you?" I Leisurely squirmed from his hold.

" Y/N, tell me what he did when you were in the closet? Did he hurt you?" He rephrased the question.

" You were looking for us, didnt you. ?" I bounced back the question to him.

" Fine yes! "He snarled. " I did."

" Why did he tell me to stay away from you? That you’d hurt me? And stil,I was  defending you. I chose you. So what was it then? Were you just using me? Just a pawn in some twisted game of yours?"

" Y/N." He called me out in a warning.

" I get it. You wanted to kill your parents and you used me to get into their house. Didn't t you?" I spat my words at him as the realisation stroke my head. " Thats why he mentioned me about something that I was letting you into my house. And you took the chance you killed your parents. "

I gasped.

" Baby, just ..."

" Shut the fuck up. I get it now." My head immersed into the scenes of the footage that clawed to skull, threading out the truth.

"I was crying and begging you like a fool in the video.  You said it was your brother you wanted to save… but all along, it was me you came for. Me you wanted to steal away after slaughtering your parents,my mother and Jungkook."

My voice wobbled.

"You came into my life , feeding me lies, while already holding the knife behind your back. You played me like a puppet, like I was just a pawn in whatever twisted game you were playing."

I took a breath. The wrath was strangling my soul.

"You think this was a game to me?" he growled. His fingers hovered over my shoulder.  "You think I planned all this just to use you?"I killed them because they were barrier to us. And Jungkook? he was going to take you from me. I did what I had to, because I knew you’d never walk away on your own. You still wouldn’t . You need me , sunflower. "

His fingers clutched my shoulders. Gently but possessive.

"It was survival, sunflower . Our survival.. I came for you. " His eyes lingered on mine. A tear dangled at his eyelash." "You don’t know what it cost me,Ten fucking years, I fought the urge to touch you. To claim you. You were right there, in that fucking club with Roy, surrounded by cock suckers putting dollar signs on your body like you were for sale."

His breath hit my neck.

"But then…" He licked his lips to wet them. "you came to me, sunflower. You crawled into my hell like you belonged there and kissed me.You crawled over my lap like it was your throne and kissed the fuck out of me."

His eyes famished with a dark veil.

"You have no idea how hard I held myself back,how close I was to ripping your clothes in that room just to take you on that floor. To make sure they knew you were mine."

A beat of threatening tranquility passed. My heartbeats echoed to my ears.

"And that was it. That’s when my patience died. That was the moment I decided , I’m done waiting. It was time to own you. To haunt your soul so deep you’d never crawl back out. You’re not leaving me, Y/N. You were never meant to."

My heart yanked up to my throat.

"I came for you after ten years , sunflower And I’d do it again. Even if it takes to haunt you and give you pain. But remember that pain will be the one you crave for. "

"I never asked for any of this,You could’ve let me go… I would’ve been with Jungkook. He would’ve protected me." I let my words blaze every fibre of his body which reflected through his eyes as they darkened.

“Protected you?” he scoffed, his breath hot against my skin.

“That dickhead would’ve handed you over like a sacrifice the moment I threatened to spill my parents’ blood. He didn’t flinch. He didn’t even look at you.”

He drew his finger tips to my forearm. Dominant and suffocating.

“But me? I’d rip out every bones and fleshes of men to keep your heart bearing.  I’d bury everyone of them in my hell just to keep your eyes open on me. That’s not protection, sunflower. Like you said, that’s possession. "

" No.he did'nt. " I defended him. But i certainly know he said to take me with this monster and let go of his parents.

"I Fucking remember every frame of that footage, baby,” he chuckled. “Don’t you dare underestimate me. I blazed it into my memor, every scream, every cry of yours ,every damn second. It lives in my head, just like you do."

"Any one would do that for their parents. Also, he was seventeen. He might have been scared. " I defended again for him or was I trying to win the argument.

" Defending?" His fingers found my hair at a stroke. "  When did you learn play a defendant for him, sunflower. ? His voice dipped in a mock.

He tugged my hair back pulling like a tow with his fingers,to arch my neck. " Do I have to remind my wife whom she belongs to?  "Or does challenging me get you off, make you wet just from the fight?"His lips landed on my arched neck.

" I am not wet!" I barked.

" You were. You were wet when I touched you moments back when that box was affixed to your head. " He licked my sweat dripped down my neck." You didn't even see my face , you heard my voice. I know how my voice and touch make you wet. It wasn't only an experiment to analyse your erased memories but it was a proof baby. " He opened his mouth and crushed on my neck. I writhed gently." "That was the proof. Even when your mind tried to conjure him, it was my voice, my touch, that made your body respond. Your soul never reached for him, it clung to me. You can lie to yourself, but your body remembers who it belongs to."

" You think your voice is carved on my head, asshole. No. Its a fucking scar!"I bellowed. My jaw tightened.

"  Speaking of that scar… how about we get matching ones, baby? Wouldn’t that be perfect?"He inclined from my neck.

" What?" I sucked in air as his words shot through my chest.

He walked out of the room . After few moments he walked back into the room with a cardboard box seated on his two hands."And yeah…forgot to mention ,I wanted to know exactly what happened when you were in that closet with him. Since that bastard keeps claiming he’s still out there and wants you back, I figured this would also include perfect reason to beat the shit out of him again, for daring to touch what’s mine. For daring to think again , to take you back again. "

" Let's get out hand sewed together." He grinned.

" No no. You sick psycho. Dont! Are you fucking insane!"  I rebuked and writhed on the bed. The moment my broken wrist moved a little , the pain ripped through my body.

"Let me get the anesthesia,baby. "He set the box on the floor and then walked out again.

" No no. God no. He won't stop. He wont listen. I have to get the fuck out of here, before he goes insane to sew my entire body with him." I mumbled in panics.

I oscillated my head around to find anything to hit his head or hurt him, so that I can set my run from him and this place. My eyes then fell on the chain he unravelled from my wrists. " This will do to hit him." I muttured. ""Fuck no. Dumbass, Y/N. He’ll be back on his feet in minutes,even if he’s knocked out by a chain. I need something that’ll keep him down longer. So that it could buy me some time to reach out of this woods. "

I oscillated my head again across the room. And then my eyes fell on the glass window of the room.  "
"Glass? A shard of glass? Would that be enough to stab him? Yes… stabbing him with this, this will keep him down."

I curled my fingers around the chain and uplifted it gently with my left hand. " This should work." I prayed and swung the heavy chain to the glass window. The glass shattered. The next snap movement i rolled down to floor from the bed. I screech as my wounded thigh hit the ground. Before he could snap in I crawled to the place where the glass shards were scattered and picked one that was in perfect shape to stab him and hold in my palm.

" Y/N! You okay?" His voice shoved in.

In a stroke, i swirled the glass shrad on the floor to safe land it under the bed. It landed. Good.

" What the fuck were you trying to do, baby?" He rushed to me and sunk his knees to the floor. " Are you hurt baby huh?" He incurvated his palm at my cheeks. My fingers hovered over another glass shards to clutch so that i can stab at his shoulder. His eyes wandered all around my body foraging for any scratches and hurt .I uncurled my fingers from the glass shard as he might hop into alert mode to stop me from stabbing him.

" No.. i am not hurt." I whispered. My heart pounded in fear he might notice the glass shard i kept concealed below the bed to take and stab him when the right time comes. He gently scraped his arm behind my knee and the nape of my neck, lifted me like I weighed nothing.

"Why would you swing the chain at the glass, sunflower? Trying to crawl your way out of here?" he murmured, and settled me effortlessly onto the bed.
"Don’t try that again,unless you want me to keep your legs numb." A smile twisted at his lips. Unwavering.

" May be I should keep them numb, shouldn I?" He walked back out of the room and in split second he barged inside with syringes, needles and solutions bottled in tiny bottles. "That way, you won’t even think about running again." He set them on the bed again. I clutched the duvet around my body again.

He clasped his fingers at the hem of his hoodie and scrolled it up. My eyes rolled down to his massive chest and his toned abs, where one could scrape off their skin when touched . I gazed away not linger them on his naked body.  The next snap moment his eyes glued to mine." They are yours , baby you can ogle them."

I grinded my teeth trying to compress my wrathful words inside my mouth.

He flipped the hoodie on the floor and crawled to me on the bed. I clutched the duvet around me. " Relax , sunflower we are not going to fuck now. " His body drifted above me. " Stay still" He commanded.  My mind slipped to slither my hand down under the bed to get the glass shard i hid them moments back.

" Stay still or do you want me to do it for you?I don't wanna hurt you." His voice threatened. I acquiesced.

He rolled to my right side and sat with comfort. " Let's get this done. " He curled his fingers to the syringe that he set and calibrated the anesthesia dose in it. " No no please dont, Jungkook..  " i whimpered.

" It will sting. Just hold on. " He brought the needle to my forearm.

" No! " I scooted away from him.

He shot me a glare and then moved his eyes to my thighs were my bullet wound was embedded. " May be I should keep your body , numb."

He set the anaesthesia syringe on the bed and snatched another one that had a bizarre solution in it.  " What is it? " Panic crawled it's needles on my every nerves.

" You will feel it " he punctured the needle to my other uninjured thigh. I screeched " fuck!! You motherfucker!!"

" Thirty minutes, sunflower," he whispered. "That's all it takes. First your legs will turn to stone, then your arms,useless, limp and finally, that pretty little head of yours. You won’t scream, won’t fight… just lie there, paralyzed, while I remind you exactly who you belong to."

Fear and fright entangled on my spine. This cant happen. I have to fight. I have to do something. Even my thoughts were slipping out of my mind by the words he fogged inside my head.

" Fifteen minutes later from now, the drug will work untill then , behave,baby." He set the syringe down on the bed and clutched on the syringe that contained anaesthesia. "Don't worry, the drug won't leave you paralyzed forever,just until our process is fully complete."

I lingered there. Immovable. Think something. Do something.Y/N.

He perforated the syringe at my skin. I winced. He took the syringe in his hold and punctured the syringe on his left biceps. He tossed the syringe and intertwined his fingers at mine seated in the splint.  " You know, baby, I used to scream at God,begging Him why He split us into two bodies when we should’ve been born one, with two minds twisted together, four limbs tangled, never apart. But now? I’m not asking anymore. I’m taking what should’ve been mine. I’ll sew you into me, nerve by nerve, flesh to flesh,bone to bone until you can't tell where I end and you begin. No one will ever separate us again."

My breath caught up to my throat. Heart pounded to my head. My other hand twitched to grab the glass shard under my head.

He fiddled with my hair as the anesthesia was taking my nerves. He set my hair falling on my face and planted a kiss to my cheeks. " It hurts baby. Dont try to leave me again, huh?' his voice trembled. He planted another kiss. " Let's do this " i lingered and Whimpered. He inclined forward and pulled the chain I swung to the glass of the window and swirled around my other uninjured wrist. " No no. Please i am beging you "

He cornered my words with a glare. " Just in case you try something stupid"

He turned to the other side and in a split second he took suturing needle tangled with thread.

" Look at me , sunflower." He set the needle to his biceps and perforated his skin and transverse the needle under his own skin to the other side. His eyes latched on mine. He then set the needle to my skin at my biceps. " Jungkook please i won't leave you i promise. Please. Just dont ..." I sobbed. My voice trembled.I cried out trying to stop him. But it was too late . 

The needle punctured my skin . There was no sting or pain as the numbness already took control over my nerves.

"Please." I wrestled my other hand restraint to chain. He shifted his focus on hurling the needle and thread from his skin to mine.

" Almost there, Y/N." He whispered as he worked the needle from his skin to mine , forcefully. Blood gushed down through our skin " Looking so perfect, baby " As I writhed under the process the duvet was about to roll down, i clutched on it with my axilla.

“Don’t worry about that, baby,” he whispered, as he worked the needle to drag under his skin to mine. “As if my eyes ever missed anything,especially when it comes to you. I see it all. I own it all.”

" “Please… don’t do this, Jungkook,” I beseeched ,my voice choked in panic and pain. My eyes rolled down to where our flesh was being sewn together.My bicep stitched into his with thread glistening in crimson and soaked. My stomach twisted. I felt sick.

He tilted his head, his sinister smile plastered to his face.  “Few more stitches, baby,” he murmured, his tone was calm and gentle as if he was bestowing me a gift to embrace.

The needle pierced again,deep and hard, dragging every inch of my skin at my biceps along with his.  I whimpered, unable to move, crying out and begging him.

"You said you felt empty. I was a void," he whispered, dragging the thread through muscle and flesh.  "Now… you’ll never be alone again. I’ll be there,under your skin."

Tears streamed down my cheeks, helpless and hopeless. My body quaked as he dragged the needle down, stitch by stitch, until the thread reached our elbows binding flesh to flesh. Blood gushed between our joined arms, soaking our skin like a contract signed in crimson.A contract I signed forcefully to this satan.

I couldn’t flinch, I couldn’t even breathe. His possession had me bolted within him.

"You see, baby," he whispered in my ear and gnawed it, "now we’ll never come apart again."

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