Tough Princess

“Sanha. Sanha, wake up.” I moan, turning over. The sheets are ripped back and I’m dragged out of bed. “You father wants you to look really nice at dinner, so you have to get ready.” “I don’t want to.” I whine as Hyungwon drops me onto the floor. “Go get washed up. Go.” He pushes me towards the bathroom and when I come out, I find him asleep on my bed. “Aish, chincha. Didn’t even let me grab underwear.” I raise my fist at him before going back into the bathroom and pulling on my clothes. The dress dad had wanted me to wear was black with emeralds encrusted in the bodice. It made me feel like a piece of jewelry. Going to the mirror, I just simply put a layer of silver eyeshadow on, eyeliner and mascara. Putting lip gloss on my lips, I go back out. Hyungwon is awake and is staring at me. “Well look at you, you’ve become way prettier than you were earlier.” I throw my slipper at him and he laughs. Grabbing my black heels from my bag, I pull them on and motion for Hyungwon to show me the way. “Of course, your majesty.” He grins and opens the door, letting me step into the hall. “Where’s you suit?” “I wasn’t required to wear one.” He shrugs and a few curse words slip from my mouth. “What was that, can you say it a little louder?” I stomp on his foot and we get into the elevator. Leaning back on the elevator wall, I grip the railing lightly. It didn’t like elevators because of how small they were. Since I was little, I’d become claustrophobic. I take a deep breath as the elevator clatters to a stop, the number blinking between five and six. Hyungwon immediately looks at me before pressing the emergency button multiple times. Maintenance answers finally. “How may I help you?” They sounded calmer than I felt. I could feel my skin starting to become clammy. “This elevator has stopped working, could you come and fix it please? I have someone with claustrophobia in here with me.” “We’ll get right on it.” The speaker light goes off, telling us they’d cut off the connection. “Sanha, breathe, breathe.” Hyungwon crouches down as I slide to the floor. He holds out his hand and I grab it, squeezing it. “It’s going to be okay. We’ll be ok-“I shriek as the lights go out. “Hyungwon, Hyungwon.” I gasp, crushing his hand, pulling him towards me. He pulls me onto his lap and surrounds me with his arms, pushing my head into the crook of his neck. “I’m here.” My breathing becomes labored and I clutch the back of his shirt. The lights flicker on after a while and I feel a little relieved. We can hear them working on the door, banging against it to ask if we’re okay. Hyungwon calls back, but tells them to hurry. The edges of my vision are starting to go black, and as the doors open, I’m pulled into unconsciousness.

Gasping, I bolt upright, my eyes snapping open. Minhyuk pushes me back so I’m laying down again. “Just lay there for a while. I don’t want you to throw up.” Closing my eyes, I let myself breath before sitting up. “Where is everyone?” Minhyuk's sitting in the desk chair, playing on his phone. “Your father finished up dinner and went down to the elevator maintenance to find out what happened. The boys went to gather you your favorite foods, and the Amber syndicate boys have been persistently knocking on the door.” “Let them in.” I sigh and look down, seeing that someone had changed me into sweatpants and a t-shirt. Kihyun opens the door and sticks his head out, looking both ways. “Hey, she woke up.” Immediately Yugyeom pushes past him and the boys come in. “Sanha, are you okay?” Mark asks, the boys spreading out all over my bed. “I don’t feel like throwing up anymore.” I say, hoping it sounded okay. Minhyuk snickers and I shrug. “How was dinner?” “We left halfway through.” I stare at Jaebum, confused. “Aren’t you supposed to be there until the end?” “Our head said that we could leave if it got boring.” I nod and the hotel room door bangs open. “We have food!” I watch as the boys come in, arms laden with bags. “Ya, I can’t eat all of that!” I yell and BamBam immediately sits up. “I’ll eat some!” “Me too!” Youngjae pipes up and soon, it’s a full out food party. By midnight, almost all the food was gone and the boys were laying around, stuffed. I’d only eaten enough so that I’d be pleasantly full. Turning on the TV, I turn the channel to a music show and turn it up. By one, I’m restless and get up, grabbing my swimsuit from my bag and a dress to cover up. Changing into them in the bathroom, I remove the smeared makeup from my face and quietly leave the room. Going down the stairs, I go into the empty pool room. The hot tub bubbled, the sound relaxing. Shedding my dress, I take a quick shower before jumping into the pool, letting myself sink to the bottom. It was so serene at the bottom of the pool. Nothing distracting me, nothing bothering me. A place I could think. But right now, I didn’t want to think. Surfacing, I swim to the end of the pool before starting laps.
“I don’t think that swimsuit was made for hardcore swimming.” I’m jerked out of my trance by Mark’s voice. I sputter as water nearly makes it into my mouth. “Oh, sorry.” Mark laughs, crouching down at the side of the pool. “Did you follow me?” I swim to where he’s crouching. “It’s dangerous for girls to walk around by themselves at night. Especially in a hotel full of gang members.” I sigh. “If you’re not going to swim, which I assume you’re not going to, because you’re in regular clothes, go sit on a lounge chair.” He raises his eyebrows and goes to sit down. Swimming back to the end of the pool, I start on my laps again. After a while, I’m panting, tired. Climbing out, I notice that Mark had fallen asleep and shake my head. Stepping into the hot tub, I let my head fall back as the warm water surrounds me. I hear someone sigh and Mark says “That looks really nice, the hotel won’t mind if I wear clothes in the water.” I lift my head and see him standing under the shower, soaking himself. His shirt is on the lounge chair with his phone and room key and he comes to sit across from me. He groans, making my cheeks heat up. “What happened last night?” I ask, quickly leaning my head back so I don’t have to see him look at me. “What do you think happened?” Mark asks, a smirk in his voice. “I don’t know. I can’t remember.” He sighs and I can still hear the smile as he says “You took a shower and didn’t bother to put your clothes back on. You got into the bed and cuddled up to me, even though you could’ve just put your clothes on and been warm.” I know I’m blushing and know he can tell because he’s laughing. “It shouldn’t be that embarrassing. You were pretty drunk.” “That makes it even more embarrassing.” I groan, covering my eyes. “It’s past two, let’s go back upstairs.” He says and climbs out, grabbing a towel. It takes me longer to get mostly dried off because my hair was wet too, but after what seemed like forever, we were climbing up the stairs. I refused to take the elevator. Getting up to our floor, I’m panting, but I knew it was my fault because I was afraid of the elevator. Instead of going into my room, we go into Mark’s room and he lets me take a shower first. Getting washed, I wrap a towel around myself, leaving my swimsuit in the bathtub. Opening the bathroom door, I try to tiptoe past Mark but he looks over at me from his place on the floor and his eyebrows raise. Sticking my tongue out, I quietly open the adjoining door between our rooms and grab some clothes coming back into Mark’s room and going into the bathroom, pulling on my clothes. Letting out the breath that I’d been holding, I fall back onto his bed in relief. “I thought someone would wake up.” I gasp and he chuckles, going into the bathroom to take a shower. “I’m going back to my room, night.” I wave and hurry into my room. I slam into someone’s chest as I back away from the adjoining door. I twist around. It was Hyungwon. “Always wake me up when you want to leave. You can’t leave by yourself. It isn’t safe!” The happiness I was feeling takes a dive. “You know what, get out.” I snap. Waking up the rest of the boys, I send them to their rooms and shove Hyungwon out of my room last. “Don’t come check on me. At all.” I slam the door in his face and fall onto my bed. “Aish!” I mumble, zipping up the hoody that I had on. It made me angry that they all thought I was someone who needed to be protected. They didn’t even think I should make a coffee run, or a trip to the pool by myself. Sitting up, I grab my pillow and hold it in front of me. Strings of curse words leave my mouth, punctuated by Hyungwon and a punch. After half an hour, I’m barely able to keep myself awake. My eyes drift closed but they snap open as a hand covers my mouth. My lights were still on and I stare up at the group of men in black. Masks covered their faces and hats covered their hair. Biting hard on his hand, I earn a grunt and he steps back. “Get away from me!” I gasp, scrambling back, grabbing the lamp next to my bed, throwing it. A fist slams into my stomach and I can’t breathe for a few seconds. Cloth slides between my teeth and they tie it, gagging me. My arms are wrenched back, cold metal cuffs click into place, restraining my wrists. I kick and they quickly cuff my ankles. “Let’s go, boss is going to be mad if we’re late.” Looking at them, I look for anything that might tell me who they are. I’m picked up and instead of going limp, I lurch up, biting the man. The taste of blood fills my mouth and I spit it out on the floor, a small piece of skin going with it. Next I bite at his neck and am shoved away, tearing into his collar bone and something snapping. “Knock her out, we need to get her there quickly!” I spit out more blood and something slams into the back of my head, instantly knocking me unconscious.

Notes

So my plans of updating every hour didn't work when I woke up late and had to go to work. So I'll just post them all in like three or four hours. Comments are welcome and tell me if I'm doing something right, or wrong! ^~^