Y/N.

Baby please dont let go. Do something pull me up. You can't exist without me ,baby.

Let go!

My eyelids flung open with a jolt ripped through my body. I blinked several times to process what were my eyes perceiving.

Dark and grey.

It was not certainly Jungkook's place. It was strange. Weird . Eerie.

I took a glance on myself. I was wrapped in the same monochromatic attire of the white shirt and trousers. May be ,Leona might have changed me again after the explosion.

My eyes roamed to the ceiling, walls and the floor. Foams. Pyramid shapes foams. Why are there acoustic foams affixed to the ceiling and side walls of the room?and why are there black sheets affixed to the floor? And why am I in this room? Where the fuck I am?

I gazed at my right side. A concrete partition wall was installed at the corner of the room . I squinted my eyes to sort out what it was for.

My head snapped to the left side,only to see a figure standing there by the window that was completely concealed with a glass. There were no , window sils or window's frame were affixed to it.

And this doesnt feel good.

" Wakey wakey " Jake's voice tugged every trace of annoyance inside me. "Sleep is for the weak and you have rested enough."

" Where am I?" My voice came out into a whisper.

" My place " he tilted his head and walked to me.

I crawled back mildly."Why am I at your place? Where.. where.." I forced a swallow down my throat as clog of dismay loitered . " Where is Jungkook?"

" You mean Ian ? The false one. He is dead, Y/N. You killed him right? I mean you pushed him into the fire "His voice sunk in a mock. However his words sliced my soul. Deep and sharp.

" No." I whimpered. " Not him. His twin,Jungkook. He was shot. He...."

" Oh he is taken care of , Y/N. He is fine. " He fixed the sleeve of his shirt and rolled it up.

" I want to see him, where is he?." I swung my feet from the bed and pressed my feet on the black sheets plastered to the floor. " I want to see if he is ok or not" I stood up and rushed to the door. My body crashed to the door and wandered my eyes on the door for its handle. Strange. There was no handle. I let out a gasp.

" Its locked. " Jake roared. " From outside. Which means ..." He chortled and fixed his glass to the bridge of his nose. " We both are alone in here. And no one is going to disturb us. "

" What? Fucking open it!" I growled and tapped my hand on the door.

" Y/N." He spat my name like it felt bitter on his tongue. " Come here. " He beckoned his fingers to me and intersected his arms across his chest.

" The fuck. Open the fucking door!" I snarled.

" Oh come on Y/N. " He walked to me again. My heart crashed to my chest.

A beat of unsettling fear hoisted up.

In a split second, he dashed to me and curled his fingers around my arm. His grip was like rusted chain as he seized my arm. His hold was cold and relentless . My feet scrapped along the floor. I tripped. I stumbled. But he didnt cease to drag me. He didn't even quaked as I struggled beneath his hold. He drew me across the room like I was nothing but a helpless puppet strangled in his strings .

My knees scraped against the floor. " Let me go! What the fuck are you doing!" I writhed .He tugged my hand to haul me further towards bed. Panic crawled over me as I perceived his intentions.

As he reached the bed, I took a glance on it. The bed cot was almost rotten. The footboard had splinters and cracks of woods emerging out. The mattress it was soaked in dirt and mud. The sheets it looked like it wasnt washed for weeks.

He released my arm with a force such that my arm swung forward. I panted. I barely managed to breathe. " Come on, Y/N. He is dead. There is nothing wrong in this. I mean it doesn't count as cheating if you spread legs for me."

My chest knotted and twisted by his words. I fucking knew this bastard had some sinister intentions.

"I fucking knew it! You fucking moron. Dare to touch me I will break your knuckles. " I snarled to him. My eyes tainted crimson and blazed in fury , and stared right at his eyes. " He is dead and you think it gives you right to crawl to his place and I would spread legs for you. !" My words trembled not with weakness but wrath. " My heart and my body always belonged to him. Every fucking time! "

" You think your words scare me , Y/N? Come on lets see if you could crush my knuckles with dwarf hands of yours!" He uproared and clutched my hair to raise my body on my feet. He plunged me to bed and followed me. His body drifted above mine as he collected my one wrist in his hands and pressed his knees to my other hand. I screamed. " Get off me! Get off me , bastard "

Stay still , bitch let me in.

Call his name again, I will rip you stitched pussy brutally with my dick.

Out of the blue, I was plunged back into the room where Roy had forced himself on me. The thick air set forth to suffocate me. The shadows of the tormented nights with Roy crowded me. And Jake's face vanished off in a blink. It just melted away and it was replaced by Roy's face.

Roy.

His face. His smirk when I lied beneath him , hopeless and helpless hung to my eyes. His presence scrapped out my soul, and dominated my torment from which I thought I escaped.

I tilted my head to only to see Leona lying on floor tied up. She was there. She was motionless. My heart thumped to my ears. Why am I in the room where Roy and Paxson locked me up? Why is Roy hovering over me? This cant be happening. He was dead. He is dead.

Why are you so tight? Why dont you take me inside , bitch. Doesnt it feel good?

The walls commenced to enclose me. I could feel his rotting fingers all over my body. The way he groped and tortured every inch of my body like I was some meat to plunge his dick and hands.

You spread legs for Jungkook like a whore but not for me?

This cant be happening. This is not real. This cant be real. I saw the blood. I saw his lifeless eyes before I tossed his head to my pets. He is dead. He is fucking dead.

Then, why was his fucking face and breath are tracing over my body. Why is the phantom of my torment is clawing on my soul again? Why is it trying to consume me again ,like he was raised from his grave?

Stay still , bitch.

My lips parted in tremors of breath. My body trembled. The past knocked and pinned me down to the bed in silence. Yet. I tried to gather the defiance and rage." Get the fuck away from me!" I screeched. My voice was like a glass piece ripping his ears. " Stay the fuck away from me , Roy!!"

Roy's laughs swirled around my head. His voice. His words. Loitered.

" You are dead, Roy. You are fucking dead. This isnt real. This isnt fucking real. Stay dead!" I screamed. I didnt linger beneath him. I would fight him. Even if it fucking kills me. Because I lost everything in my life.

All of a sudden, something crushed and seized my throat. The air clogged in my throat and choked me , to plaster me to place. My vision blurred at the corner of my eyes. My body twisted. I writhed. I gasped hard desperate for even a whisper. But something non visible weighed down on my windpipe. Something heavy pressed on my windpipe and served as a barrier for any trace of air to pass in. My lungs blazed for air. Screamed and blazed for air. Then, in a snap moment the hold slackened. Air urged down my trachea in a blazing race.

I gasped and coughed. My breath stumbled through me. I almost saw my life fading out of my body.

I blinked my eyes few times and yearned for air. My eyes gradually captured Jake's face again. My eyes travelled down to his hands that was connected to my throat. It was him.

He let out a menacing guffaw. " Looks like your husband, didnt do another optogenetics session to your head. When was the last session?" His hands were still on my throat. " So sad, he died before he could do the next session."

I dawdled there still fighting for air to my lungs.

" Looks like Roy is still alive in your head. " The corner of his lips uplifted to either side. He leaned forward to my face " you think I wanted to force myself on you , Y/N? " His jaw stiffened. " You disgust me. You think I wanted to touch the filthy body of yours just like that asshole of yours wanted to touch. "

" What?" It barely came out as a whisper.

" I wanted to see." He leaned back and unconnected his hands from my throat. " I wanted to see your face in real. How your face turned into hopeless being, when Roy had his fun with you for fourteen nights "

My eyes went wide and round as he mentioned the exact number of nights Roy tormented me. Every fucking fourteen night he forced himself on me and tortured me.

He untethered his legs from the bed and stood on the floor. " I wanted to bring Roy back inside your head. "

" Why.." I shuddered.

" Because I am a watcher, Y/N." He clicked his tongue and writhed his hands as if to wilt of his touches over me. " I love to watch you endure."

I sat up slowly, and bent my knees to my chest. " And I watched all the fourteen videos of yours. " He choked on his laugh. " I mean, I listened to your screams , your cries in a loop. It was an addiction , Y/N "

" Who are you?" I mumured in apprehension.

" You thought, Roy recorded those videos only for your husband to watch? " He let out another laugh. I really want to knock his teeth out. " He recorded it for me. I relished it. "

" You knew Roy?" I gasped.

"Yeah. Certainly. I was the one who asked him to record it for me. I wanted to see your pain, your screams, your fear and frightness that had you at the edge of dying " He ran his fingers through his hair and fixed it again.

" Who the fuck are you?"

" And I was the one who adviced to them to stitch that filthy hole of yours before selling you to Enzo. But , your asshole husband ruined it." He grinded his teeth." And do you know how much i hate to call him as your husband?"
" Why? Why? Who are you?" I yelled at him and clutched the sheets into a crumple in my palm.
" Such a dumb bitch you are." He rasped and pulled his shirt downwards to rearrange the wrinkles at his shirt.
He turned his back to me and slid off the glasses from his face, to mop off the invisible smudges trailed by fingers on the glasses. The strange care he took to wipe off the smudges from his glasses was eerie, was it to compose himself to view everything clear or was it to ensure that no one could see who he really is.
" Y/N. Do you know why I sent Travis to provoke you to dig the basement?" He turned around and gave me a smirk. Which I want to smash out of his face.
" To find the footage." I breathed hard to stablize the trembles lingering on my each inhale and exhale.
" Not only that " he flared his teeth in a sinister way. " Tell me, what else did you find from the basement?"
" I wont. " I snapped at him. " I wont, you douchebag. Its my husband's place." My voice came out into a fizzle with fury. "You hear me?its his. And I won't let any sick intruders like you to crawl inside the basement like they own it. Not while I am still breathing." Tears formed at my eyes as his face flashed through my mind. The face when he begged me to pull him up.
" Well. Then I think I should make you to speak up." In a swift moment he moved forward towards me and flung his hand across my face. My head snapped to a side. My eyesight blurred for a second. His other hand found my hair and clutched it hard. He gathered my hair in his hand and gave a harsh pull such that it almost ripped from my scalp. I yelped. " Tell me , Y/N what did you find from the basement."
" Fuck you." I snapped. Another slap landed on my face.
" Say that again," He roared through his clenched teeth. "I swear, I will rip every strand of your hair straight from your scalp, fucking raw, bleeding, and screaming. " His eyes blazed with wrath. "I willl leave your head torn open, each layer of flesh will be peeled backwards and will ensure that you remember the taste of your own blood every time you dare open your disgusting mouth near me again,bitch." He pulled my hair again backwards. I yelped and dug my nails to his hand. " Dont fucking touch me! " He roared. "It disgusts me ! And I would rip your hair right now right here. You know why I wanted to rip your hair off?"
I whimpered.
" Because that sucker loves your hair. So , I will ruin everything he ever adored about you. One by one." He spat the words. " And when there is nothing left, when I have torn apart every last piece of what he loved about you, I will destroy you , completely. "
I raked my nails against his skin. " Dont worry, I wont kill you. Not while I am still breathing. " He bounced my words back to me. " Now tell me what else did you find in the basement."
" I said I wont." I snapped back to him again gathering every bit of courage I had.
" Alright dont speak up. Unless " he paused." Unless.. you dont want your brother in law to die."
" Jungkook." My heart palpitations paced up by the thought of Jungkook. The only family that is left for me. Wait. Did he seriously just threaten to kill Jungkook, the one he called his brother?
" You said. You saved him and he was like your brother. And now...."
" Oh Y/N " he let out a sympathetic sigh. " That was a lie. And yes. Jungkook was like my brother and I didnt mean this Jungkook."
" The other one? The one that died in car accident?" My chest hoisted up and down as my lungs were taking a combat for oxygen.
He gave me a nod. " Now tell me, what else did you find in the basement? Or Jungkook will die. "
" It was all a lie. And I fucking believed every single word of yours! " I growled and hit my hand to his forearm to let go of my hair. "Let go! Motherfucker! Let go.!"I sobbed and something struck to my head " wait. Then why would the twin Jungkook accompany you in your lies "
" Lets say I forced him to spill the lie, while a laser sight was aimed at your head." He clicked his tongue in a mocking way.
" Laser sight?" I whispered. Barely. Weakly.
" A laser sight is a device that is attached to a firearm, uh well,it was a machine gun actually, " His words dipped in another mock." that projects a laser beam onto the target, that would show where the bullet is likely hit. And you were the target." His eyes was a dark veil." And you were the target "
Thats why Jungkook was glancing at Jake at times to make sure not to shoot me. " I fucking knew there was something hidden in his words and his tears. And I felt safe when I buried my face to his chest. Because he wanted to protect me." I smiled gently.

Another slap landed on my cheek. He tugged my hair again.
" Yes and you will slowly find out the truth, Y/N. Do you know how?" He slapped me again. This time his fingers crashed to my lips. Blood dripped down through my chin from my lips " by this head of yours. Since your husband is not alive to do optogenetics to your head, now it will try to recall all shit things happened in your rotten life. " His eyes ignited with complete detest. " And then, you will live with nothing but regret, crying your way through the hell I create for you." He let out a sinister laugh that lead a shudder through my veins.
" Dont worry, I wont kill you. That would be easy. So , I am going to give you torments that comes under..." He raised his leg and crashed his boots to my right wrist that was already fractured. I screeched. " Sh sh.. bitch, I am trying to have conversation here." He raised his fisted wrist and crashed to my nose. I yelped. Blood gushed out of my nostrils. I gasped and cried out. My sobs came into several gasps as the pain lingered.
" Where was I?" He twisted his lips. " Ah yes. Got it. That comes under category of physical and mental torture. And physical includes throwing you to mulitple men. Not for me to watch your disgusting body is getting banged but to listen your cries. And you know what?" He paused and crushed his boots to my wrist. I pursed my lips , stuffing my cries. " I wont charge a single penny for the men who will have your body. They can have you, for a plenty of hours. I just wanted to hear your cries , your screams. Oh, and one more. " He twisted my hair again. I cried out loud. " I wont watch them live, I will advice them to record it. Just the audio. "
I lingered there sobbing. I couldn't say a word to him. But the entire time he spoke , panic did crawl over me but it overshadowed by thinking about my man. If I didnt let him die and immerse down into flames, he would have been there for me. And this bastard would have been nothing but crimson fluid if he is thrown into the shredding machine of Ian. Ian. Ian or Jungkook whatever fucking name was his, he could have just spilled the truth to me.
"One fucking last time, what did you find at the..." He paused. " Wait. You wont speak until you see. " He slid his other hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone. " I have recorded something that you would love to watch. "
My heart pounded to my chest.
" Watch this." He shoved the phone screen to my face after swiping his thumb on it. My eyes went round and wide. It was him. His face. Ian. Whimpering and crying while lying on floor on his stomach. All naked. My breath shook. The room spun around me. The walls commenced to enclose me. " Dare to close your eyes while watching this I will pull out your eye balls just like I did to Jungkook , your brother in law. I mean ."
" You gouged out his eye?" Tears streamed down my face. My body shuddered in consternation. " It was not Ian?"
" Watch this. You will know." He eyed me to the screen.
I shifted my tear filled eyes that blurred my vision. I blinked several times to let the tears slip down as it concealed my vision. " Ian." I whispered gazing at the screeen.
" Its not him. Its not your husband. Its your husband's twin. " He scoffed.
" Jungkook?" I mewled.
" No please dont.,Do this. Please dont. Let me go. I just wanted to see how he was doing. I just wanted to see how happy they are.I promise I wont say a word to her. Onscreen Jungkook was wailing in pain while he was lying on his stomach all naked and crawling forward away from a figure that stood behind him.
The figure raised the iron rod and hit his left leg. Jungkook screeched in pain. He hit the leg with the rod again. This time the figure's face captured to the screen. It was him. Jake.
" Oh my ....no no no no....you sick monster. You were the one who broke his legs!" I cried out watching Jungkook whining and crying. And the most soul wrenching part was. His face didnt have a single scar or stitches. He was exact replica of Ian. The eyes. The eyebrows. The nose. The lips. The entire face was the copy of the face I relished with my eyes and my lips. Seeing the same face, crying and begging to this monster ripped my heart apart into fibres.
"Did you see that, his face is exactly the same as your asshole husband " Jake slapped me again. " And I fucking hate that. Do you know what I did to that identical face?" He let out a treacherous laugh.
He scrolled the cursor further. Agony strangled my heartbeat. " No no no.. please dont. Please. Its the only thing I have in remembrance of him please..."Onscreen Jungkook screamed loud while Jake was slicing his face with knives like he was dead meat. His face drenched in blood.
I close shut my eyelids tight and sobbed. " Please stop please stop." I cried out. " Please stop this " my soul twisted terribly with pain and hurt. Seeing the face I loved being gettting slashed was killing me.
The back of his hand crashed to my face. " What did I tell you about closing your fucking eyes, bitch!" He clutched my hair again and shook my head vigorously.
" Watch it!' he roared.
" Please stop. Please. " I cried and beseeched to him.
" Then fucking say what else did you find at the basement." He shook my head again clasping my hair firmly and removed the phone from my face.
" Footages. " I panted. I licked my lips. The metallic taste of my blood slipped to my tongue. " Footages of my house, tapes ..." I whimpered. " Tapes of Ian and Jungkook. "
" Did you watch them too?" He pulled my hair again.
" No." I sobbed.
" What else?"
I sobbed again.
" Answer me the fucking questions or I will kill him." He bellowed.
I tried to spiral back my head to recollect what else I found at Ian's basement. I took a moment to gather my words. " Ian and Jungkook 's photo." I whimpered. " The photo was taken when they were little. "
" What fucking else?" He gritted his teeth and spat the words against my face.
And then suddenly another photo that was totally, out of the context shoved inside my head.I slipped it out . " What else?" He roared again.
" Butcher knife and my mom's..."
" I know Mrs. Rey's head went missing after the night. Oh and her body too. What else?"
" You know my mom?" I whispered but came out as a wheeze.
" Fucking stick to the fucking question! What else!" He growled through his gritted teeth.
" Thats all." I wriggled mildly from his hold.
" Think fucking think! You dumb bitch!" He shouted. I quaked.
" I dont know." I sobbed. He tugged my hair again. " Fucking think." He gave another tug and yelled." Any photographs or anything?"
Photographs? One was Ian and jungkook and the other photo was of two boys which didnt match the contex at all. Is he asking about it?
" Yes . "My voice wobbled. " It was photo of two boys. "
" Was it too difficult for you to recall that shit?" The back of his hand crashed to my face again. " Do you know who they are?"
" No." I wailed.
" Try to recall!" He shook my head clasping my hair again.
" No no no. I fucking don't know who they are!" I screeched to him. It ripped my throat apart. " I fucking dont know. I dont recall them. Thought that was random photo blended in...."
" Random photo? " He slapped me again. " You dont remember really? Dont you? "
" No." I cried out. My face stung with sharp pain.
" How could you remember, because your shit head had gone through the gene therapy shit!" He scoffed. " Do you know who they were.? Who the boys were? It was the other Jungkook and myself." He slipped my hair from his grip.
" What?" I gazed at him astound.
" Do you know who spoke through phone as Jungkook at the night Travis stepped in to grasp you ?" My breath shortened. Tense raises up. " It was me. "
My heart threw up to my throat. The tightness at my chest hoisted up.
" You were the reason he was dead. You were the reason, his parents died! Just because of your fucking existence." He stormed in again and thrashed his palm to my face again. I yelped. " My dad and his dad were good companions , we shared the same connection like our dads. "He took a step back. " I was happy untill he fell for you! And that sick bastard shoved his ass in to warn him about falling in love with you and being with you!"
" Every fucking thing fell apart on that night. Thankfully my dad captured the twin Jungkook so I could use him as a bait to lurk you in here " his hands trembled. " I took out all my wrath and frustration over the twin, that I had with your asshole husband ."
" No " i sniveled.
" You know why I sat back until that bastard came for you made you to fall in love with him? because I want you to fall in love with him and destroy him to ruin you. To wreck you! To make your life miserable!" He roared. His body shook in rage. " I let everything happen. Yours and Roy engagement. The night he showed up at the dance on the engagement night. The night you spread legs for him. Wonder how I knew he fucked you that night? When you both were washing at the showers I stepped in your room. It was so distasteful to watch your virgin blood on the sheets. It was supposed to be your painful blood. And then, thats how Roy knocked to your room , because I commanded him. Your wedding with him. The chaotic wedding where he fucked you against the wall of wedding hall and took you to his home he built for you. The night when Paxton showed up to take you away from him. Do you know who sent him? " He tilted his head . His eyes was blazing. " It was me. Oh and the twenty one men who put price tag on your body, do you know who was dealing with that? It was me. I was there at the night when you crawled like a whore to his lap and kissed him like a slut. I watched it. It fucking disgusted me. " He grinded his teeth.
I loitered there. Tears streamed down my face as my mind skipped back to the time where I had the best time of life with my man. " And when Enzo said you came up to save his ass, I realised you are insanely fell for him and it would be right time to break you. I planned to trigger NIA to bring you as primary suspect to NIA premises. It was so ravishing to see you break ounce by ounce when he was spilling the truth about being a spy to capture Paxson and Clark. Well, which was a lie according to your asshole husband." He paused for a beat. "But, then I found the file that had the real identity of your husband. I shoved it to Jimin's hand. And then ." He snapped his fingers." Jimin called you. Told you, he was pretending to be the other Jungkook. And the pandemonium started. Now we are here." He raised his arms amd closed his eyes relishing the moment. While my nose and lips were bleeding.
" You .. moron.. why did you ."
" Oh Y/N." He silenced my words. " Its nice meeting you again. Because from here on. Its not going to be nice meeting for us. You will pay for everything Jungkook went through." His eyes transformed into a dark clouds. " You will be dragged to hell. You will see nothing but only pain, wishing death would consume you. And no one can save you . The one who came to save you is dead. You killed him with your own hands. "He let out a chuckle blended with eeire laugh. " Oh I forget to mention, I wanted you to kill him by your own hands. And it happened so smoothly. Fuck I loved it."
I broke into sobs. The way his forefingers clutched to fragmented edge haunted my head. The way I strike the wooden log to his knuckles flashed through my eyes. It raked my soul. I cried out loud. As his face his cries his whines croweded my head.
" How does it feel to see your loved one die, Y/N? " He chortled. " No one is going to save you."
No. I have to save the twin, Jungkook . My only family. I need to step out. But how? I need someone to help me. Who would do that? I need to talk to Jungkook. May be he could contact someone. But who?
And then my mind hit to the person who was there for me when Ian was not around. Jimin.
" Jimin. " I whispered.
" What?"
" Jimin. He will come to save me." I retorted.
" You mean.." he stormed to me again and clutched my hair only to drag my across the room to the window. He shoved my face to the glass of the window. "You mean him?" He pointed his index finger, down to figure with blonde hair walking towards the door of the mansion, Jake locked me in. It allowed me to perceive that I was on the top floor of the mansion.
" Jimin." I murmured. " Jimin!" I thumped my fist to the glass. " Jimin! Please look up. Its me ..Y/N! " I screamed. Jimin didnt oscillate his head to any direction. He was still walking the pathway that lead to main door. " Jimin. Please! Jimin!" I screamed and thumped my fist to the glass.
" Are you done calling him because he can't hear you?." He dramatically plunged his index finger to his ears mocking that my scream ripped his eardrums.
" Jimin please." I cried out in a whisper.
" He can't hear you, Y/N. Cant you see around you? There are acoustic foams in the ceiling and walls and mass loaded vinyl sheets fixed at the floor." He laughed out loud.
" What do you mean?" I gulped down.
"This room is soundproof. No one can hear you." He shrugged his shoulders.
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