No ones pov

Byul didn’t move from the room. She was trapped there. There was a bathroom of her own but she wasn’t allowed to leave and it was killing her. She hugged herself and cried everyday hoping someone would come and save her. She didn’t care who, she just wanted to be home.

Byul missed the feeling of warmth from Kai, the way Xiumin and Luhan fought like brothers and the way Sehun tried to not smile but epically fail. She missed them so much and it was killing her.

The door opened but she didn’t open her eyes. She knows it’s Lay who just wants to leave her some food. Like the last few weeks he said nothing and just put the food on the floor. He exits the room not caring about what she was doing or how she looked.

Byul hugs herself tighter when she hears the door lock from the outside. She was trapped and no one knows. She missed the sun beaming on her face, the birds singing in the morning and the blue sky she loved to look at when there were clouds forming shapes or animals.

Her stomach growled in hunger hoping to get something down her upset stomach. She looks down at the floor to see her everyday meal, porridge, kimchi and water. Crawling herself to the floor, slowly she brings the spoon to from the taste. Her body craved more of the good stuff so she started to eat faster.

The knob on the door alarmed her as she stopped moving. Her eyes traveled to the door to see Kyungsoo head sticking in. The spoon was midway to as they made awkward eye contact. He couldn’t help but laugh.

“Bring the plate when you’re done. The doors opened.” He said nothing more and left just closing the door behind. She stayed frozen for a while making sure she wasn’t hearing things. Her stomach growled loudly as she finished her food.

Loud laughter echoed through the halls upstairs and Byul couldn’t help but flinch from the noise. It’s been almost 2 weeks. Meaning 2 weeks since she stepped out of the room, left the room and stopped staring at the same 4 walls. She tried her best to quietly walk down the stairs, trying her best not to gain any attention but everyone was already waiting and staring at the direction of the stairs.

“Hello.” Kris said, grinning widely. It’s been 2 weeks since she last seen Kris.

Kyungsoo got off the couch taking the tray out of her hands as she bowed thanking him with a low voice. “Come sit.” Lay motioned patting the spot where Kyungsoo was sitting last. She stayed looking back and forth the house messing with her sweaty hands. It felt different to be around people all of a sudden. They almost looked like complete strangers.

Byul didn’t even realize Baekhyun had grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the spot Lay tapped. He sat on the other couch across from her and they had a moment of stare. No one said anything as they looked into one another’s eyes.

Byul shivered the longer they stared. She can feel the power he once never had. The once innocent aura he gave off long gone. She gulped whatever was stuck in bringing her knees close to her chest as she hugged them tightly.

A hand on her shoulder was enough for her to flinch, “Hey sorry for the touch.” There was no need to open her eyes up she knew it was Lay.

“Byul.” Kris called. She didn’t answer and he was ok with that. “We have a business trip to go to for the next three days.” Her body shivered at the thought of being alone in this cold big white house, “I hope you’re not thinking of escaping cause we got cameras and alarms all around the house.”

A tear slipped from her shut eyes as someone came and wiped them away, “Don’t cry…” The voice made her look up as she stared into Baekhyun dark brown eyes. He smiled and her body tensed. “We will be back…” He whispers lowly only the two can hear. He walked out of the living room heading towards his room on the same floor.

Soon, no one was left in the room but Byul as she stayed in the same position watching everyone run back and forth as they packed their bags. She had no interest in escaping. Byul knew there was no way out of here with her own power.

“Everyone ready?” Kris asked counting off all the boys. A grin grew on his face as he looked over the couch to see Byul still sitting there. “Byul. Aren’t you going to say goodbye?” He tilts his head. She hesitantly pushes herself off and walks towards the door. “Hurry up we don’t have all day you know.” With that said she increased her speed.

“Have a safe trip,” Byul hated how her voice sounded at the moment but nether less she still bowed at everyone. It was rough and husky, almost dead. Satisfied with her actions Kris gave her a light peck on the lips. No reaction and that got Kris to growl lowly. Byul knew it was a warning. She got on her toes and gave him a slight peck on the cheek. “See you.”

Byuls pov

The house was cold and dark. I was lonely and scared. Cameras were everywhere, alarms were set up and I was trapped home with nowhere to go. I didn’t even bother to make myself food or turn on the TV. All day I feel myself stare into space wishing someone just ended my life here.

The boys probably gave up and I’m not surprised either. Who wouldn’t give up?

With a sigh, I stand up and head to the kitchen to get some water for my dehydrated throat. Opening the fridge luckily they were kind enough to leave at least a few water bottles labeled ‘Byul’. I couldn’t help but chuckle. Opening up the bottle and chucked with ease. The feeling of liquid down my throat made me feel relaxed.

Throwing the bottle away after looking for the recycling bin for 5 minutes I realized I never really took a look around the house before. Knowing I got nothing better to do I decided to give myself a little tour.

There wasn’t much besides the house was huge as with probably one of the most expensive equipment there is. Took me nearly 2 hours to look around hence the fact I keep getting myself lost. One place I didn’t look was the basement. I knew exactly what was there and even passing it made me get goose bumps. The memories still vivid in my mind making my body shiver all of a sudden feeling cold.

Having no other place to go, I head back upstairs and cover myself with the blanket. Tomorrow was the day they come back. I mentally prepared myself for the worst. Kris probably has stress piled up inside him. He won’t leave me alone.

Today is no different from yesterday as I cry myself to sleep with the thought of home playing in my mind. I miss them. Please anyone save me.