As our conversation grew between us, I could not stop the uneasiness that squirmed in me. I would sometimes shuffle my feet uncomfortable as we strolled around the town. I didn’t really participate into the conversations instead I focused on my breathing hoping to not pass out. This feeling was different compared to the traumatizing emotions that would flood me when I was in a crowd. I still cannot comprehend the fact that I do not have panic attacks at school or even now. But the brief brushes of strangers increased as the crowd drew tighter together as more people appeared.

“Zelo?” Himchan’s voice resounded over the crowd.

I gasped and my eyes widened dramatically as I had turned my face towards his voice only to notice how close his face was to mine. A light blush settled on my cheeks before I gulped and my eyes flickered towards his lips. I my dry lips before prying my eyes back to his. His eyes were filled with worry as he leaned closer and tilted my head up.

“Zelo….You alright?” he questioned again.

I feebly nodded before Youngjae noticed what was happening. Youngjae carefully wrapped his arms protectively around me as I felt my body relaxed slowly within his grasp. I closed my eyes slowly and focused on breathing, trying to calm myself. I did not want to have a panic attack, especially in front of Yongguk.

“Is he alright?” I shivered at the sound of the deep voice, Yongguk’s.

“Yea, he gets like this in public places,” Youngjae replied carefully.

Yongguk nodded slowly in acknowledgement while I stared at him from over the arms of Youngjae.

Youngjae left his arm around my shoulders as we walked around with the others. I couldn’t help but feel calm and guilty as I would occasionally glance at Yongguk who would also sometimes glance at me. He would look at me with either emotionless eyes or eyes that were filled with pain and worry. I bit my bottom lip as once again the area that we had just turned into began to grow tighter with the increasing amount of people. I felt my heart’s pace quicken within my chest as I inhaled short breaths. My mind was already exhausted enough from handling crowded spaces. Youngjae’s arm tightened around me as a group of rowdy boys bounced pass us, I softly gasped in pain as another man pushed my shoulder roughly while yelling into his phone. I squeezed my eyes tighter and fisted the front of Youngjae’s shirt as I clung to him desperately.

“Zelo, deep breathes. It’s okay, I’m here…” Youngjae whispered into my ears as he rubbed my arms protectively. The rest of the boys surrounded us as they seemed to quickly grasp the situation; they formed a sort of barrier as soon as they heard me whimpering. It amazed me on how they protected me without asking much questions.

Their efforts were in vain though as I felt fingers digging into my shoulder blades as though as someone was pulling me back, away from everyone. I gasped and flailed when I realised that someone was pulling me away. Tears began to form as I felt panic rising in me when I heard alarmed shouts as of Youngjae and my new friends. I was softly whimpering as pleads and apologises were pouring from my trembling lips. The person scoffed at my fruitless attempts of escape as he dragged me further into the sea of people. I saw some people watch me with either pity or amusement in their eyes. None of them even lifted a finger to help me at all. Youngjae, where was he and the others? Didn’t he promise to never to let go of me? I thought as my sobs became stronger.

I didn’t know how long they had been dragging me but somewhere along the way I stopped struggling and hopped that whatever they were going do to me would be over soon. It smelled disgusting where they had shoved me to the ground, when they had reached their destination. The area within what I can see was an ally; along both sides were doors and bins with wet puddles of dirty water littering the ground.  I kept my sight along the ground, too terrified to look up and see who had taken me.

I heard snickers and sneers around me as I saw multiple pairs of feet caging me. I gulped down my sobs and squeezed my stinging eyes shut while my tears still manage to flow down my already tear stained face.

A sneer that sounded more hast yet familiar caught my attention. My head started to hurt; the pain grew more strongly by the second as I focused on that voice. It…sounded so familiar. I think it is related to that hazy memory or to him. While I was trying to remember why, that person approached me with a menacing aura.  I let out a painful yelp as I felt my hair being grabbed roughly and being yanked side to side, it seemed as if my captor was examining me. My eyes were still tightly closed together in hopes that whoever it was they would at least spare me from anything that was harmful to me, yet I knew that was not a possible wish.

He chuckled darkly before I felt something soft and wet pushed roughly against my lips. My eyes opened in shock but I was met with darkness as I realised he had placed a hand over my eyes. I whimpered while tears continue to stream down my face as he kept on kissing me. Although I hated it, I could not do anything to stop it as multiple hands held down my struggling body in a kneeling position. I gasped loudly when he recklessly bit my bottom lip, causing me to let out a painful gasp. He shoved in his foul tongue. I could feel him tasting everything. My mouth laid there ajar, unresponsive while I could do nothing but stare hurtfully at the cold darkness that the hand had provided. I shivered in disgust as I felt a pair of hands rubbing my waist while the others laugh echoed around me.

It continued on, the person assaulting my lips while hands were assaulting my body, I already lost hope for anyone to come in my time of need. Suddenly I felt the beastly lips and hands jerked back abruptly, letting me go and falling upon the cold hard floor. I stared at the wall that had greeted me while my ears were trained onto the painful yells and horrifying sound of beating before it went silently. I couldn’t help but feel a tread of hope that someone was trying to help me.

My body began to shake in fear when I heard nothing except a pair of feet walking towards me. I sealed my eyes shut and prayed silently until I let out a gasp when thick arms swiftly pulled me into an embrace.

“Shhhhh…..Zelo, it’s me, Yongguk. It’s okay,” my rescuer whispered comfortably into my ears. He placed gentle kisses everywhere on my face before carefully lifting me up and cradling me into his chest. I could feel him gently jogging before a soft sound of keys can be heard. I stiffen when the sound of the door opening before he carried me inside. I finally opened my sore eyes and glanced alertly around the unfamiliar place.

“Don’t worry, it’s just my place. Sorry, I was scared you were hurt so I brought you here. It was the closes place from where I found you,” Yongguk whispered deeply into my ear before he turned and headed towards the stairs. My heart started to race but this time not in fear. I noticed how his house was decorated warmly, with paintings and ornaments.

He settled me down onto a bed that I assumed was inside his room. His room. I was in his room with him, alone and right after my assault too. What more could this day love to through at me.

So far, i hope the story is okay and that you have enjoyed reading it >.<