So I don't like having A/Ns before a fic, never have done it, but I need to for this one. This fic is the darkest one I've EVER written and has many trigger warnings such as kidnapping, abuse, rape, and death. Yeah, read at your own risk.

Chains.

The chains were the first thing you noticed. Whether it was because the loud clanking of metal or the heavy weight you felt on your wrists, the chains were the cause of your sudden consciousness. If that alone wasn't enough reason to panic, your groggy eyes grew wide when they moved from the chains that bound your wrists together to your naked body.

Shivers ran down your body due to the cold temperatures in the place you were being kept in. Your wrists were chafed from the chains and your back was bruised from being pressed against the hard floor. You wanted nothing more than to start screaming for help, but you secretly knew there was probably no one here that would save you. Screaming would only bring attention to yourself and in that situation, that could mean death.

Closing your eyes, you tried to recap the events that occurred the night before. You remember going on your first date with Sangwoo, a friend of yours for a few months now, but after that everything went hazy. Did something after the date? Were you kidnapped when walking home? Was Sangwoo okay? Maybe he would notice you were missing and save you from this place.

Forcing yourself out of your thoughts, you decided to examine your surroundings. From what you could tell, it was obvious that you were inside a basement but besides from that, nothing else seemed out of the ordinary. There were no windows so the staircase was the only way out - not like you would be able to escape anyway with the chains holding you down.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw something move. Your body tensed, terrified to know just who or what was down here with you. You wanted to try turning to see what was there but at the same time, your brain screamed at you not to. But it didn't matter. The figure slowly started making its way towards you until it was standing right in front of you.

It was a guy.

You stared at your thought to be kidnapper with a look of fear. After a quick observation, he didn't seem to be in good shape. His black hair was messy and it looked as if he had permanent dark circles underneath his eyes. Even with the baggy clothing he was wearing, it was obvious how sickly thin he was. Then your eyes landed on the crutches he was dependent on to move around. The look he gave you was one of curiosity and surprise almost as if he didn't expect to see you. The more you looked at him the less you believed that this man before you was the one who had kidnapped you. He looked just as helpless as you felt.

"Oh, Bum," a familiar voice called after the door to the basement was opened. You heard the sound of stairs creaking, but your captor was still hidden from view. "Did you see our new guest? I think I'll be keeping her for a while."

Your eyes grew wide when your captor finally reached the basement floor allowing you to see him. A single warm tear rolled down your cheek when this man you knew and cared for so much smiled at you.

"S-Sangwoo?" you asked, not believing your own eyes for a moment.

His smile only grew wider when he heard you say his name. Your fear intensified as he started walking towards you. Out of fear and panic, you desperately tugged on your chains only to wince in pain from the hard metal digging into your sensitive flesh. Knowing that you couldn't escape him, you settled for pulling your knees as close to your chest as possible as to try and preserve some of the fleeting dignity you had left.

He didn't stop until he was directly in front of you, his faces only inches away from yours. You cowered away and averted your eyes from him only to earn three tsks from him. Roughly, he grabbed your face with his hand and forced you to look at him.

"You're so painfully shy, it's really quite annoying. But you're also just so beautiful and obedient that I knew I had to bring you here. That is if you do what I say. You will be obedient, right, (Y/N)?" he asked, his face growing dark.

You gulped nervously wanting nothing more than to curl up in a ball and cry. Knowing it was in your best interest to do as you were told, you nodded weakly in response. Sangwoo's grip on your face tightened causing you to cry out in pain.

"Say it," he growled.

"I-I promise I will o-obey you," you choked out, tears brimming in your eyes from the pain.

He kept his grip on you for a few more seconds before finally letting you go. He stood back up and took a few steps back until he was standing next to a nervous looking Yoonbum, his eyes never leaving your body. Subconsciously, you pulled your legs even closer to you to protect yourself from his wandering eyes.

"Lay flat on your back," he told you.

"W-what?" you stuttered, not wanting your naked body to be any more exposed to these two men standing before you.

"You heard me. It's only Bum and me, there's no need to be shy so don't cover yourself up. Or do you plan on disobeying me?"

The look he gave you seemed like he was trying to challenge you and that was one challenge you didn't want to take on. Biting your lip to fight back your tears, you slowly moved your legs down and turned onto your back like you were told to.

"Good girl," he said before walking around you, examining every inch of your body. "You're even better than I thought you would be."

Without a warning, he suddenly pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the ground before fumbling with the buckle on his belt. Both you and Yoonbum gave him fearful looks as he removed the last of his clothing. You wanted so desperately to shield your body with your legs again, but you knew nothing good would come out of disobeying Sang's orders.

"Come closer, Bum," Sang told him as he knelt right beside you.

Yoonbum hesitated for a moment before doing as he was told, keeping his arms firmly wrapped around himself to show just how uncomfortable he was with this situation. All the same, he knelt down on the opposite side to where Sang was.

"You've never touched a girl, have you, Bum?" he asked. The faint blush that appeared on Yoonbum's face was more than enough of an answer for him. "I'll change that. I want you to touch (Y/N)'s breasts."

Yoonbum looked horrified but your reaction was much worse. Once again, you desperately pulled on your chains that bound you in hopes of some miracle that you would get far, far away from this hellhole of a place, but no such thing happened.

"No, no, no. P-please, Sangwoo, don't-"

You were cut off by Sang's hand wrapping tightly around your throat, blocking all air from your lungs. Your desperate gasps for air were met with nothing in return, only the pain that he caused each second his hand crushed your throat.

"I would suggest you keep your mouth shut or I'll find an even more unpleasant way to shut you up," he whispered, a smile plastered on his face the whole time.

Just when you thought you were going to pass out from the lack of air, he released his grip on you. You were a coughing a sputtering mess for a minute as you gratefully filled your lungs up with air, but what Sang did only shattered what little spirit you had left. You were completely and utterly helpless against him and he could easily end your life right then if you dared disobey what he said.

"Now do as I said, Bum," he ordered, moving his gaze towards the awkward looking man.

"S-Sangwoo..." he stuttered, a desperate look on his face.

"You do want to please me, right?"

Yoonbum weakly nodded before looking at you. Squeezing your eyes shut, you felt your body tense in fear of what was to come. He extended a shaky hand out and hesitantly placed it on your breast. His hand just stayed there awkwardly and you bit down hard on your bottom lip waiting for him to take his hand off you.

"Honestly, you really can't do anything right," Sang said slightly annoyed. "Don't just keep your hand on her breast, squeeze it a little. Here, I'll show you how it's done."

The wave of tears you successfully managed to hold back this whole time wasn't able to be kept back any longer. The second Sang's cold hand touched and roughly squeezed your breast, the tears poured out of you like water breaking through a dam.

"Now do it again," he told Yoonbum.

"S-Sangwoo, please-" he pleaded desperately.

"Fine. Go do what you're best at and watch," he sighed before standing up.

Looking relieved, Yoonbum quickly moved away from you as Sang stood before you in his full glory. Despite the fact he was naked like you, his confidence seemed so high it was intimidating. His confidence wasn't the only thing that was intimidating.

Not being able to resist your fear, you gave in to your subconscious and once again pulled your knees close to you. The second after you realized just exactly what you had done and quickly went back to laying how you were told to, but it was too late. With a look of pure anger on his face, he quickly leaned down and slapped you across the face so hard that you were left in a painful daze.

While you were still trying to recover from the force of his blow, he used that time to place himself on top of you, keeping his legs in between yours so you were forced to keep your legs spread. Just as you were completely finished recovering from the hit, his hands once again wrapped tightly around your throat.

"You shouldn't have disobeyed me, (Y/N)," he said, a smile appearing on his face once again.

Gasping, you desperately tugged on the chains again to try and get free. You froze when you felt something hard press against your womanhood. Before you could tell what it was, Sang plunged his dick deep inside you. Your tears started flowing again from all the pain he was inflicting on you at once. You couldn't even scream or cry out as he thrusted deep inside you. Like before, he removed his hands from your neck the moment you felt as if you were about to die.

"Ahh, yes, you're so tight," he moaned as he placed his hands on the ground beside you.

"P-please stop!" you cried out as he continued to thrust harder and faster.

"There's no need to cry," he said with a smirk. "I know you secretly like it."

You continued to cry and scream in response to this pain he was inflicting on you and couldn't help but beg for him to stop even though you knew he wouldn't. This torture lasted for another few minutes before he moaned loudly and pulled out of you, releasing his semen onto the basement floor.

As Sang put his clothes back on your vision began to blur and exhaustion was suddenly starting to wash over you. You struggled to keep yourself awake.

"You're more obedient than the other girls ever were, I'll be keeping you around, (Y/N)," he said when he was fully dressed before making his way towards the stairs. Just before he placed his foot on the first step, he turned to look at the other man. "It looks like you have some competition, Bum."

At this point, exhaustion was winning and you were about to slip under the veil of protection that sleep provides. Just before that happened, you remember seeing one thing. You remember the look of loathing and jealousy that had appeared on Yoonbum's face.

You awoke only a few hours later due to the feeling of a weight on your chest. When you opened your eyes, your blurred vision was able to make out a figure sitting on top of you. At first, you felt your body tense expecting it to be Sangwoo again, but then you realized that this person was too light to be him. As your vision cleared up more, you were able to see the person. Yoonbum was the one who sat on top of you and in his hands he clutched a sharp kitchen knife.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

Before you could react in any way, he plunged the dagger into your chest. The blood seemed to have gone everywhere, completely covering Yoonbum in it. Nonetheless, he had a small smile plastered on his face because of the scene before him.

"I didn't want to kill you, but I had to. I couldn't let you take Sangwoo away from me," he said quickly and nervously.

You tilted your head to the side and coughed, more tears forming in your eyes when you saw all the blood you had coughed up. When you turned your head to look at him again, your vision was once again blurry but this time it wasn't due to exhaustion. You knew that was the end for you. Instead of crying or screaming, you smiled. Even though he didn't do it to help you, Yoonbum ultimately had saved you from the horrors that were bound to come by being trapped in that basement any longer. Death was a gift that you were lucky to receive.

"Thank you."