Remembering Elizabeth (Featuring Suho and Sehun)

I slept good that night too. Bacon’s music seemed to block out the nightmares. Instead, I had good dreams about Sehun. Very good dreams. Suho woke me up early to take me to a doctor’s appointment.
The doctor did a thorough physical exam and said that I was healing perfectly. Then they did some scans of my brain. They took me and Suho into a little office to show us the scans on a light board. They said it was good news. There were new parts of my brain that were “lighting up” that hadn’t been before which meant my brain was healing itself and making new connections. Some parts that control memory were still dark but the doctor had hope that my brain was working on fixing those too.
“Is it possible I could end up in a coma?” I asked.
The doctor looked at Suho and Suho looked at me.
“We don’t know what effects getting your memories back are going to have,” said the doctor. “We have seen a few cases like yours where people have voluntarily taken ZIP and became amnesiacs. Some got their memories back and were fine. Some never got them back. And some ended up in coma’s. None of them had memories of abuse like you do though so we don’t want to speculate on what will happen with you.”
“So it is a possibility,” I said.
“It’s just as much a possibility that you will get your memories back and be completely fine and back to normal. You can’t think of it negatively.” Suho was always so sweet.
On the way to get lunch, he asked me, “Did Sehun tell you that you might end up in a coma?”
“No,” I answered. I couldn’t tell him I had been listening at the door.
“What made you think to ask that?” he asked.
“I’ve just been afraid of that since I have such bad reactions to the memories.”
“I really don’t think you have anything to be worried about. The doctor gave us nothing but good news today.
I leaned over and put my head on Suho’s shoulder. He laid his cheek on the top of my head. He was my protector and my rock.

At the restaurant, we were seated in a corner where Suho wasn’t too exposed. He didn’t want our lunch interrupted by too many fans wanting pictures and autographs. We ordered from a cute little waitress named Heidi. She kept touching Suho whenever she got the chance and I could tell he was becoming uncomfortable.
After she left, I said, “That was rude!”
“What was?” he asked.
“Heidi! She didn’t know if we were a couple or not and she didn’t care. She was all over you.”
“That happens. We learn to ignore it.”
“Well, I’m not going to ignore it. It was a slight to me, not you and I’m not letting her get away with it,” I said. The more I thought about it, the madder I got.
“Don’t say anything. Just let it slide,” he said.
“I’m not going to say a word,” I promised.
I waited for Heidi to wait on the table across from ours and I made my move. Making sure she was watching, I leaned over the table, took Suho’s surprised face in my hands, and kissed him full on, tongue and all. I made sure it was long and wet and passionate. I ran my hands through his hair as I pulled him to me and when I was done, I left him breathless and wide-eyed with fluffed up hair.
“There!” I said as I sat back down and fixed my napkin on my lap.
Suho didn’t speak. He didn’t move.
I looked around and realized Heidi wasn’t the only one who had been watching. The entire restaurant was quiet and looking at us. One guy in the back said, “Damn!”
Suho started grinning and moving things around on the table and finally the restaurant started to return to normal.
“Sorry Suho. I just couldn’t let her get away with that,” I said.
He cleared his throat. “No. No problem whatsoever. You certainly couldn’t. Anytime you need to prove a point, you go right ahead.” He was still moving things on the table.
Our food came and distracted him from his embarrassment. After a few minutes he asked me, “Can I ask you about Sehun?”
I gave him a confused look but I said, “Okay.”
“What are your feelings for Sehun? Your real feelings?” he asked.
I didn’t answer right away. I took a drink of water and swished it around my mouth. Then I said, “I really like him, Suho. A lot. More than I should.”
“Why do you say that?” he asked.
“Well, it can’t work can it?”
“Why can’t it?”
“I have to go home eventually and he has to go and be famous. On top of that, I guess I’m too damaged for anyone aren’t I?” I put my fork down and dabbed my mouth with my napkin.
“No you’re not,” he said and reached for my hand. “Listen. Sehun is famous but famous people need someone special too. We are just people with talents that a lot of people notice. I know that he has special feelings for you too. And you are not too damaged! You are getting better everyday and you can’t let what that monster did to you rob you of happiness for the rest of your life. He doesn’t get to have that!”
“Sehun makes me very happy Suho.”
“I thought so. And I can tell a big difference in him too. He smiles now. He jokes around. He participates! All of that is because of you. I do have to tell you though, I worry about you two getting too physical. I’m afraid it will trigger something in you. And I don’t only worry about what it will do to you but if something happens to you when you’re with Sehun, he would never get over the guilt. It would destroy him.”
“I didn’t think about that,” I said.
“I’m not saying you can’t ever be close to Sehun. I’m just saying wait until you heal. I also think that in the meantime, you need to let Baekhyun know that you aren’t interested in him in that way.”
“Bacon? Does he think I…”
“He’s developing a huge crush on you.”
I blushed. “I thought it was just me. I thought I was imagining it.”
“Nope. Baekhyun falls fast and he doesn’t pay attention to things around him so he doesn’t see the relationship you have with Sehun. He has to know and I think it will have to be you that tells him. He won’t listen to us.” Suho took a drink of wine.
“Okay. I’ll tell him. We have a dancing lesson this afternoon so I’ll make sure he knows.”

When we got home, Suho went with Sehun for his first physical therapy session. I knew that Suho tried to give me hope about having a chance with Sehun but I thought he was wrong. I think Sehun had been very depressed and I was a distraction for him and now that he was going to heal and leave with Exo, I didn’t see how any kind of relationship could survive. Also, on top of that, I had to hurt Bacon. I loved Bacon. Like a brother. If I had met him before Sehun then maybe I could see him the way he saw me but I only had eyes for Sehun.
I was reading in my room when I heard a knock on my door. It was Bacon.
“Ready?” He smiled.
“I am,” I said. I dreaded having to tell him that I wasn’t interested in anything but friendship. I didn’t know how to approach it.
“You know, I don’t think you really need anymore lessons. I just like dancing with you.” He laughed a little.
“I still don’t know what I’m doing,” I said.
“Like I said, you don’t really need to. You’re just going to get swung around anyway.” He took my hand. Uh oh. I squeezed his hand and then let go. I ran ahead a little.
“Catch me if you can!” I ran.
“You’re in trouble now! I love a challenge!” he yelled as he began to chase me.
I had learned a lot of alternate routes since I had been in the mansion and I easily lost him. I stepped inside a drawing room and hid beside the door when I heard him coming. He passed the doorway saying, “Kkok Kkok sumeora…” Just hearing him say that made my heart beat faster. It actually made me really afraid and made my stomach turn over. I had heard it somewhere before and for a moment I thought that a memory was coming on but it never formed. I waited for him to turn the corner and I went the other way.
I was sure I had beat him to the ballroom but when I went through the door, looking behind me, he reached out from beside the door and grabbed me. I screamed, which echoed around the room, and we both fell to the floor laughing and out of breath. “I win!” he said laughing.
After a few minutes, he got up and put on some music. He held a hand out to me and said, “M’lady?”
I took his hand and he swung me up to my feet and into a dance. We danced around the room as he twirled me and swung me and spun me and once again we were laughing and out of breath. The next song was slow and he pulled me in close, his arms wrapped tight around my waist. His thumb was slowly rubbing my side. He sighed and I became aware of his hips as they swayed into mine. I turned my head away from him and put my cheek on his shoulder. Now’s my chance. I thought. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to figure out exactly what to say but nothing was coming to me. One of his hands moved up and was rubbing circles on my back. The other moved down to hold my hip. He put his face against my neck and nuzzled me with his nose. The song ended just as his lips brushed my neck and I pushed him away a little harder than I meant to.
“Thank you Bacon. I know this was short but I’m really tired and I need to go lay down. Going to the doctor always wears me out. I’m sorry.” I could hear myself babbling and I couldn’t stop.
“It’s fine. Need me to walk with you to your room?”
“No,” I said a little too fast. “Nah, I’m good. Thank you for the lesson though.” I gave him a lame smile and speed walked from the room.
Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! I kept thinking. You had your chance and you chickened out! Coward!

I laid on the bed and stared at the canopy. What am I going to do? Why did Bacon have to come here to stay? Why can’t I be normal?
I didn’t mean to fall asleep but I did. I had a dream. My ankle was chained to a bed that I thought of as a torture rack. It looked soft and safe but it held many horrors. I heard a tiny click at the door and I became terrified. The door burst open and the lights went out. Now the room was bathed in an eerie blue light and my captor came through the door, a whip in one hand and roses in the other. They looked purple in this light but I knew that they were pink. He laid the whip on the bed and I backed away from it. Then he began plucking petals from the flowers and tossing them on the bed. I wanted to get off of the bed but the floor was covered in broken glass.
“Has kitty been a bad girl?” he asked as he continued pulling petals.
When the flowers were bare, he reached for my leg and I screamed. “Now now kitty. It’s time to play a game.”
He released my leg from the chain and I was “free”. I looked at the open door and he laughed. Moving away from the bed, he pointed at the door. “Go ahead. Hide. If I find you, you won’t like what happens.” He snapped his fingers and the blue light went out. It was completely dark and I could hear him breathing. I felt my way to the door, cutting my feet on the glass and not caring. I just wanted to get out of there and hide.
I found the kitchen table and crawled under it, pulling the chair back in behind me. I could hear him walking around in what sounded like boots. He was singing, “Kkok Kkok sumeora, you had better run and hide.”
I tried not to breath loud but I could hear my heart pounding and I thought that maybe he could too. He came closer and closer to the table and I stopped breathing.
“I can smell your blood kitten. I can find you anywhere because you belong to me. I own you. You can’t hide from me. Not in the corner. Not in the daylight. Not even in Kim Junmyeon’s house!” He stopped beside the table and leaned down. I felt his breath on my face when he said, “I’m coming back for you!” His hand closed around my throat and I began to scream.
I began to struggle against strong arms that were surrounding me. I continued to scream until my throat hurt. As the dream began to fade, I realized that the arms belonged to Bacon. He was laying in the bed beside me, his arms around me to stop me from flailing, and his voice calmly trying to sooth me. I stopped screaming and started crying. Hard. I snuggled close to him and he held me tight.
“Shhhh. It’s okay. You’re safe. I’ll never let anyone hurt you again,” he said.
“He’s going to find me. He told me. He knows where I am and he’s coming to get me,” I cried.
“No he’s not. It was just a dream. He will never come near you again. He has to get through me and Jun and Sehun first and he’s not making it past me! You are safe. I promise. You’re safe.”
I came out of the dream completely and realized he was right. I was safe. I turned in his arms and he laid there behind me, holding me as tight as he could.
After a few minutes, Sehun passed the room. I had hoped he hadn’t seen us but he had and he came back and stood in the doorway. With his tongue in the corner of his mouth he smiled and said, “Huh!” He shook his head and left.
“Sehun? Sehun! Stop!” I yelled as I pulled out of Bacon’s arms and ran after Sehun. I chased him down to the music room where he had slammed the door behind him. I went in and he was standing at the big picture window with his back to me.
“You really should have closed the door. Unless this was your unsubtle way of telling me you’re done with me.” He turned around to face me. “Or are you just planning on sleeping with us both?”
“No! You don’t understand.”
“I don’t see how! It looked pretty clear to me!” He put his hands on his hips and started raising his voice.
“I had a bad dream Sehun! A really bad one. He was trying to help me.”
“Is that the story you two planned or did you just come up with it now? It’s the middle of the day and you haven’t been having those dreams for a couple of nights. You need a better story.”
“You don’t believe me?” I asked. I could feel tears starting to fill the corners of my eyes.
“I believe what I’ve been seeing. You two are together all of the time. And when you are, he’s always all over you. Do you push him away? No! Do you come to me? No! I’m not an idiot!” He walked away from me
“Bacon is just my friend. He’s like a brother. And I wasn’t making up a story. I took a nap after our dance lesson and I had a bad dream,” The tears started to fall.
“A brother huh? He wrote you a damn love song! I think you had better tell HIM you think of him as a brother. He’s not getting the message.”
“Seh…” I began.
“And about these ‘dance lessons’! What kind of dancing is he teaching you huh? It must be pretty exhausting if you needed a nap!”
“He didn’t write that song for me Sehun! I heard him playing it and told him I liked it. That was all! And NOTHING happens during our dance lessons except for dancing!”
“Guess what little girl! He DID write that song for you! It’s called ‘Remembering Elizabeth’! He’s falling for you and YOU’RE WALKING RIGHT INTO HIS ARMS!” Sehun walked out, shoving a little table full of trinkets violently against the wall and shattering them.
I sat down on the sofa and curled into as tight of a ball as I could and cried. After a few minutes, Bacon came in and sat on the sofa but not near me. He looked upset. “Are you okay?” he asked.
I nodded and continued to cry.
“Is there anything I can do to help you?”
I shook my head.
He took my hand and we sat there for a long time in silence.
I finally stopped crying and stared at Bacon. He hadn’t done anything wrong and he was so sweet. It wasn’t his fault that I wanted Sehun instead of him. He looked over at me and smiled. He squeezed my hand a little.
“Wanna go get some pizza? I’m starving.”
I nodded and tried to smile.

The pizza place was packed with people. I was afraid of Bacon being recognized but he said he liked it. He didn’t mind signing autographs and taking pictures and having girls grope him. I think he got a high from it actually. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be though. A few girls screamed and came up to us and called their friends and he did the whole fan service thing like a pro. When our number was called for us to be seated, he blew them all a kiss and led me to the table.
“Sorry about that. It’s part of the job,” he said as he opened his menu.
“It’s fine. I get that.” I didn’t open my menu. I didn’t care what we ordered. I was very upset about Sehun and it was hard not to show it. It was good that he brought me to a place with a loud party atmosphere. I looked around at the laughing people and I felt a little better.
“What would you like?” Bacon asked.
“Whatever you want. I’m not picky,” I said.
“Oh yeah! The amnesia. I guess you don’t know what kind of pizza you like huh?” he said.
I hadn’t meant that but he wasn’t wrong. “Nope.”
He was trying so hard to cheer me up and I sort of got the feeling he was trying to cheer himself up about something too. I wondered if he was upset that I had run after Sehun.
The waitress came back and Bacon ordered. I noticed he ordered both of us Soju. Oh well. What the hell. Maybe if I get drunk I can forget about all of this crap for a while.
“Can I ask what all of that with Sehun was about?” he asked when the waitress was gone.
“I really have no idea,” I said.
“Come on. He was mad about something. I saw the mess in the music room.”
“He misunderstood the situation in my bedroom. He thought we were… you know… and when I tried to explain that I had a bad dream, he didn’t believe me.”
The waitress brought our drinks and opened them at the table. Bacon took a drink immediately.
“And if we were having sex, what business is it of his? Why does he care?”
I took a drink then. Yep! I’m going to need to get really drunk. I thought. “He cares because he and I…”
Bacon almost spit his drink. He choked a little. “You’re having sex with Sehun?!”
“NO! We haven’t gone that far. We’ve just made out a little.”
“What’s a little?” he asked, putting his bottle down a little to hard on the table.
“Bacon!”
“Come on! I’d like to know. Have you been naked? Has any of his things been inside any of your things?”
“BACON! STOP! Nothing like that has happened!” I took a giant swig of the Soju and it burned on the way down.
“Well, no wonder then,” he said and finished his bottle.
“No wonder what?” I asked.
“Nothing,” he said.
“No wonder what?” I asked again.
“I was just thinking out loud. I had no idea. You two don’t act like you’re together.”
“We aren’t I don’t think. I don’t know what we are. Especially now.” I finished my bottle.
The waitress came back with the pizza. “We need two more bottles,” said Bacon.
“Suho must not know. There’s no way he would let that happen. He thinks of you as this little fragile piece of glass he has to protect at all costs. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s not saving you for himself.”
I rolled my eyes. “It’s not like that at all with Suho and he does know about me and Sehun. You’re right. He doesn’t like it.”
“I’ll bet. There’s so many rules about you that I can’t remember them all.”
The waitress sat two more bottles of Soju on our table on her way past.
Bacon twisted off his cap and took a big drink. He opened mine.
“What kind of rules?” I asked and took a drink.
“Well, we aren’t supposed to ask you about what happened. We aren’t supposed to let you go out alone. We can’t take you anywhere near that diner that Sehun took you to when you ended up in the hospital. Oh, and under no circumstances are we to let you drink.” He clinked my bottle with his and said, “Cheers” before taking another drink.
“I see you don’t care much for the rules,” I said. I was starting to feel the alcohol and I was glad. I wanted to get drunk.
“Nope.” Bacon took a big bite of the pizza.
I took a bite of mine too. It was good. I learned that I really like pizza. And Soju.
We were both starting to feel much better by the time the third bottle was empty.
“You know I have a thing for you don’t you?” asked Bacon.
“Why? I’m a crazy, scarred, amnesiac that Suho picked up in an airport. What is there to like?” I really wanted to know.
“You are beautiful and sweet and smart and the other stuff just makes me want to take care of you.” We were slurring our words.
“I’m really sorry Bacon. I love you, I do, but…”
“Only as a brother. I know.”
“If it makes you feel any better, I can’t have Sehun either,” I said and hiccuped.
“It does. If I can’t have you then I don’t want him to either.”
The waitress brought us each another bottle and Bacon opened them.
“Wait. Why can’t you have Sehun?”
I was starting to feel sick. And I needed to pee. I couldn’t concentrate on what Bacon was saying.
“I need to pee,” I said looking for the bathroom.
“Me too,” said Bacon.
He grabbed my arm and helped me stand up. That’s when the Soju really hit me. Everything was moving around and loud and my stomach wasn’t going to hold on much longer. I barely made it to the bathroom when I lost all of the pizza I had eaten. I heard a woman say, “I didn’t think you were going to make it to the bathroom honey. Are you okay?”
“Mm-hmm,” I said as I tried to hold down the rest of it. I could feel cold chills running up and down my body. I peed and went to the sink to clean up.
The woman was putting on lipstick and she looked closer at me. “Hey honey, aren’t you that little lost girl? I thought I recognized you! I saw you on the news. What are you doing with Mr. Exo?”
“Getting wasted apparently,” I said as I swished water around in my mouth.
“You aren’t kidding. So, what did that kidnapping bastard do to you? Did he hurt you? Did he rape you? Was it one guy?”
I splashed water on my face. “He did all of those things,” I said. Everything was spinning.
“You know, they thought you were dead.”
“So did I,” I said and held onto the sink. I thought I was going to throw up again but the feeling faded.
“How did you get away?” she asked.
“I just got lucky.” I looked closely at my reflection and I didn’t recognize myself. “I got away because of Zico,” I said. “I’m sorry but I have to get back to Mr. Exo.”
As I left the bathroom I heard her say “Zico? Like Block B Zi..” Her words were cut off by the closing door. Zico? Who’s Zico? I thought.
I made it back to the table, at least I hoped it was my table, and I finished the two bottles that were on the table. Bacon came back and said it was time to go.
We made our way back to the car, both of us holding each other up. He still shielded the top of my head as I got in and buckled my seatbelt.
He didn’t buckle his as he fell into the seat next to me. He laid down and put his head in my lap and I ran my fingers through his hair. I thought he might have passed out but he reached up and grabbed my hand and pulled it down. He put my pinkie finger into his mouth and chewed on it a little. His tongue ran up and down my finger and I tried to pull away but I couldn’t.
“That tickles,” I said.
He laughed. Then he began to laugh harder for no reason. I began to laugh and then we both started laughing so hard our stomachs hurt. We made it home and helped each other into the house.
“I can’t climb those stairs,” I told him.
“Me either,” he said. We just stood there looking at the staircase. Then we laughed again. “We can sleep on the pool table.” When you are that drunk, sleeping on a pool table seems like a logical substitute for a bed.
In the game room, I watched as Bacon took a table cloth from one of the small tables and spread it on the pool table. He left the room and returned with two pillows from one of the sofas. He picked me up and sat me on the table. I crawled to one side and laid on the pillow. He looked around for a second and then ripped one of the curtains down from the window. He covered me up, got onto the table and laid down beside me. I was already almost asleep when I felt Bacon scoot up close behind me. His hand laid on my thigh and then began moving up slowly to my waist. It sat there for a second before continuing up to cup my breast and he began kneading it.
“You feel good,” he said. I wasn’t thinking straight and he felt good too.
I turned over onto my back. Every time I stopped, the world kept moving. Bacon put one leg over mine and leaned above me. He bent down to kiss me and missed. He got the corner of my mouth instead. I turned toward him and let him move his mouth over mine. He still tasted like the Soju we had drunk too much of and I wished for another. My entire body was tingly and felt strange. I started to remember the last time I was drunk. As Bacon began kissing my neck I thought of how I had laid on the couch, drinking beer and eating pizza with Zico and Kyung. Kyung was crying and I didn’t know why. Bacon reached under my shirt and rubbed my skin. Kyung kissed me and Zico pushed my shirt sleeve up. Bacon was on top of me, kissing me and pushing my sweater up. I watched as Zico gave me an injection. I reached up and put my arms around Bacon’s neck and deepened the kiss.
“Do I feel like your brother now?” he asked. Bacon was kissing my stomach and trying to unbutton my jeans. I thought of Sehun and how he had looked on the little couch in my room. I thought of how he had felt when he kissed me. Bacon started pulling on the sides of my jeans and I said, “Sehun, we can’t.”
He stopped. “I’m not Sehun.”
I was confused. “Kyung?”
“Kyung? Who’s Kyung?”
Oh God! Kyung will kill me if he comes home and finds me with Sehun.
“You have to go. If Kyung comes home he will kill me.” I started pushing Bacon off of me and sat up.
“Elizabeth! Who’s Kyung?”
“He’ll have to punish me. I’m being a very bad kitten.” I looked around and all I could see was the bedroom that had been my prison cell during my imprisonment.
“Elizabeth! What in the hell are you talking about? Who will punish you? I’m Bacon, remember? Who’s Kyung?”
“Bacon? How did you get here?”
“What? I’ve been here,” he said as he sat there trying to see me in the dark.
“I have to hide. If he finds me, he’ll punish me and I won’t like what he’s going to do to me.” I started to climb down from the pool table when the lights came on.
Sehun was standing in the doorway looking from me to Bacon and back again. Bacon’s shirt was off, my jeans were partially pulled down and we had to look like a mess. I didn’t see Sehun. I saw Kyung.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be a bad kitten. Please don’t punish me,” I begged looking around for a hiding place.
Bacon got off of the table and they both watched me.
“I’ll do whatever you want Kyung. Please don’t hurt me. I’ll wear the ring and eat the food you brought me. I’ll be a good kitty. I promise.” I crawled behind a chair and hid in a corner of the room.
I heard Sehun ask, “What did you do to her?” Then I heard him punch Bacon in the face. I peeked out and watched as Sehun started hitting Bacon. Bacon tried to hit him back but he was so drunk Sehun easily dodged him. “Who’s Kyung?”
Bacon tried to put the table between him and Sehun. “I don’t know. She just started calling me that.”
Sehun threw another punch but Bacon successfully dodged it. “What happened? What did you do to her?”
“Stop, Sehun. Listen.” They were both out of breath but Sehun stopped.
“WHAT?” Sehun yelled.
“We went to get pizza and we drank a little too much. We didn’t want to try to climb the stairs so we decided to sleep down here.” Bacon was still slurring his words.
“It doesn’t look like you were doing much sleeping Baekhyun!”
“Okay, okay, okay. I got a little carried away. I’m freaking drunk, Sehun.” Bacon wiped blood from his mouth.
“Why are you getting her drunk? You know she isn’t supposed to drink!” Sehun began walking toward Bacon.
“I didn’t mean to. It just happened. She was upset because of YOU and I was upset because she wants YOU and not ME and we got messed up. This is your fault you know. You knew I liked her. You should have backed off!” Bacon stood up and Sehun hit him in the face again. He got up and ran at Sehun. They fell against a game table, knocking it over and breaking it. Sehun started punching Bacon wherever he could reach and Bacon began doing the same thing. Sehun’s shirt got ripped halfway off. Clumps of Bacon’s hair was stuck between Sehun’s fingers.
Then a roar came from the doorway. “What in the hell is going on in here?”
Suho stood there looking at the room in disbelief.
The boys stopped fighting and pulled away from each other, standing up and breathing hard.
“Someone better start talking! Now!” He was almost as mad as the day he came to get me from the state house.
“Baekhyun took Elizabeth out and got her drunk and then tried to have sex with her on the pool table,” said Sehun.
“That’s a freaking lie!” yelled Bacon.
“Is it? That’s the story I got!” yelled Sehun.
Suho was stunned speechless. He tried to speak but he couldn’t. Finally he said, “Baekhyun? What happened?”
“We did go out, for pizza, but then we drank too much. We came home and I guess I got a little carried away,” Bacon sat down on the couch.
“See!” Sehun pointed at Bacon.
“Where’s Elizabeth?” asked Suho.
They looked at each other and then Sehun pointed into the corner where I was hiding.
“You just left her there? What is wrong with you two? Have you lost your damn minds?” Suho rushed over to get me out of the corner.
I tried to curl up tighter behind the chair.
“Come on sweetheart. It’s okay. Let me take you to your room.” Suho tried to move the chair and take my hand. He crouched down in front of me but I hid my face.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be a bad kitty. Please don’t punish me. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I begged.
“Elizabeth honey. I’m Suho. No one’s going to punish you. Come on. Will you come with me?” He reached out for me but all I could see was a whip in his hand. I screamed.
He stood up and turned to Sehun and Bacon who had also came over to stand behind him.
“I think Elizabeth’s gone.”

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