STALKER I+II
Pairing: YulTi, YulSic, JeTi
Genre: Angst, Drama, Dark Themes
Rating: NC-17 (for themes)
**Info: Both parts have been combined.
She watched from a distance, the girl standing amongst her friends, giggling happily. She tried hard to keep the ends of her lips from turning up. But she couldn't the girl was too beautiful not to smile at. Even a girl like herself had to smile. She spent all of her days watching the gorgeous girl. She didn't when it had started but she began to feel these weird feelings whenever she saw her, and just seeing her would make her shitty day better.
"Pretty."
She let the words escape her mouth, and immediately regretted them, as she quickly glanced around her surroundings, hoping no one heard her. After she felt safe, she took a deep breath as she tried to make her heart calm down.
"What did you say?"
The girl tensed up lightning fast at the cold voice that came from behind her.
"N-nothing."
"Are you sure? I'm PRETTY sure I heard you say something."
"P-p-pl-please...don't. I'm sorry. I really am. I'll shut up from now on. Please just let me go."
A hand gripped her shoulder and whipped her around, her long black hair fell in front of her face. She began to tremble uncontrollably as the hold on her shoulder began to tighten, and hurt her.
"I was going to let you go if you told me the truth. But you lied didn't you?"
"......"
She tried to avert her eyes, she was terrified to meet the empty dark-brown ones of her predator.
"ANSWER ME!!"
The other girl slapped the trembling girl across the cheek.
"A-ah! Y-yes."
Her legs began to tremble, she was barely holding herself up.
"You lied to me, and you think that you're going to get away? I don't think so. Just because your dad is a big mafia boss doesn't make you anything. Right?"
Her piercing eyes were boring holes into the girl.
"Y-yes. I-I'm nothing."
"I told you, not to look at her anymore. Do you love her or something?"
"No, I love you."
She forced out, not wanting for her real feelings to be revealed.
"There we go. Let's go somewhere, more quiet."
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They were inside the storage room, the halls of the school were empty it had been an hour since the classes ended. The cold eyed girl dragged the weaker one and tossed her onto a old mattress that was placed in the back of the room, behind boxes.
"Come on, now. Don't be shy, this isn't our first time."
She whispered as she lowered herself on the trembling gir.
"........"
She tried to keep in her sobs as the clammy, unforgiving hands began to undress her.
"You know what I love about you?"
She said as she pulled the skirt off.
"......"
"I love looking at your crying face when I fuck you."
"....."
"Now, take off my clothes."
She commanded, taking the crying girls hands to her shirt, initiating the action.
"....."
"Good job. That's a good girl. Put your legs up. Good. Now keep them open. That's a good girl."
She petted the silky hair of the girl, as she laid on top of her, her fingers prone.
"......"
"Beg for it."
She said as she began to caress the girl's neck.
"P-please...do me..."
"Louder."
"Please do me."
"Look at how good you can be. Don't make me mad like earlier okay?"
She smirked as she jammed her fingers inside and simultaneously began to wildly kiss the girl. The mattress creaked with every selfish thrust.
"Who am I?"
She breathed as she felt the small chest of the girl.
"M-My master."
"And you are?"
"Y-You-your bitch."
The frail girl managed to say before she hit her climax. The girl placed her fingers in front of her face waiting.
"?"
"Suck them."
Reluctantly, she placed her mouth on the fingers covered with her own filth. And to her disgust the opposite was enjoying the act.
"Give me a kiss."
She put her chapped lips against the lips of the beautifully horrible girl. And she slipped her tongue in, sloshing around madly.
"Don't ever let me catch you ogling another girl, especially my girlfriend. Okay, Yuri-ah?"
She pulled her chin up and placed another kiss before she got up and left the room. Leaving a worn out Yuri, on the worn mattress.
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Yuri dragged her tired body to bed after emptying what little contents that were left in her body.
But there was something different about the look in her eyes.
They weren't just full of fatigue and hatred.
They were now full of hatred, and revenge.
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She woke up on the cool surface of concrete. Her head was throbbing and her legs were bound by rope. There was chain on one of her arms that was fastened to a wall. She observed the musty room, and quickly realized there was no windows. She was scared, because she knew nothing. Right at that moment, a girl unknown to her walked inside with a bowl, she was wearing a school uniform like hers.
"W-where am I?"
"In my special room."
She spoke awkwardly, like someone that didn't talk very much.
"Who are you?"
"...."
The girl holding the bowl smiled sadly as she crouched down. She took her hand and stroked the side of her face.
"You are even more beautiful up close."
"......"
"Tiffany...."
"!"
How did this girl know her name?
"I'll be taking care of you for a while so just stay quiet and listen to what I say alright? Don't even think about screaming. It's soundproof. No one will ever hear you. And no one will ever find you if you try to escape. I won't let it happen. Okay?"
This girl gave off the aura of a 4-year old child, trying to act like the robber in a game of cops and robbers. Her voice was too soft. Her presence was not terrifying at all. The way she talked to Tiffany like she was a kid angered her.
"What makes you think that I will listen to trash like you!!!"
Out of her rage, her voice became shrill.
"What?"
Her voice was still soft but her sudden movement, made Tiffany flinch. Her face was centimeters in front of Tiffany's. Tiffany met the girls eyes through her long unkept jet black hair. The intensity in her eyes surprised Tiffany, she had never seen anyone with such emotional eyes. Tiffany quickly shut her mouth.
"....."
"Ha..hahahaha..."
The girl began to laugh hysterically and tossed the bowl to the side, it had been fill of rice and soup. But now it was splashed across the ground.
"!!"
Tiffany was scared now.
"What would you know? You know nothing. So what if I am trash? What does that have to do with you? What are you going to do about it? Don't act like you know me. You know nothing."
She finished the last sentence with a deadly stare.
"......."
"Oh and I'm Kwon Yuri if you wanted to know."
She said in her quiet voice again and left the room. Leaving Tiffany to her thoughts, she was scared, she wanted to see her family, she wanted to see her girlfriend, she was frightened to her last wits, but still oddly comfortable with the fact that her captor was a girl. She racked her brain as she tried to think about who Kwon Yuri was.
The name was chillingly familiar.
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It had already been 3 days since she had been kept captive, and Tiffany hadn't seen Yuri since their first encounter. Tiffany felt dirty because of the lack of hygiene. There was a bucket in the corner of the room, but it was too much. The smell was getting to her, and she would frequently wake up during sleep and throw up everything in her body. It wasn't so easy for Tiffany anymore, she felt like a savage, living in her own wast.
"God....."
She said as she laid against the wall, trying to distance herself from retched smell.
She laid down not being able to go to sleep, she didn't even know what time it was anymore. She didn't know if it was day or night.
Click.
She looked up towards the door, and Yuri walked in with the same attire as the first day they met.
"Hmph. Oh my god...."
Yuri almost jumped in surprise at the mess in the middle of the room.
"I'm so sorry.."
"I really am."
"I'm going to take you out, but you must promise that you won't run."
"?"
"You could die."
Tiffany could sense sincerity behind her words. She nodded weakly. And Yuri hurriedly, unlocked the chain. They came out of the room, it was inside an immense closet of some sort, they exited into a huge room, that was decorated with expensive furniture and appliances, Tiffany could only tell that this was not just some rich kids house. She was also surprised that Yuri was wearing a long sleeve shirt in the middle of the summer.
Yuri dropped Tiffany into the tub and turned on the water, letting the tub fill up. She began to undress Tiffany.
"!"
"I'm sorry, I just can't take off your hand cuffs. I don't trust you."
She replied and continued to undress Tiffany. Soon after she was cleaning the naked Tiffany. Unknown to Tiffany, the situation was heartbreaking for Yuri, she didn't want to hurt this girl, but she did want her revenge, and Tiffany was a small price to pay. Yuri's heart felt like it had been singed when she saw the rope burns on the wrists and ankles of Tiffany.
When they returned to the room, Yuri dressed Tiffany up in clean clothes. This was all the kindness that Yuri could give her, but Tiffany was unaware. She was just mad and angry at this devil that was keeping her captive. She wanted to escape.
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"Your girlfriend came today. Looking for you."
"!"
Tiffany looked up at the sudden news. She hated the way she wore her hair over her face, she wasn't able to tell if she was being serious or not.
"I told her I didn't know where you were. She believed me, after a while."
The end of her sentence lingered like something had happened.
"....."
Yuri sat in front of Tiffany and stared into her eyes. She was mesmerized by this caged beauty. She realized that Tiffany was hers. She could do whatever she wanted with Tiffany. She was very excited by the fact. And smiled in the inside.
"You know, you're mine now."
"......"
"No matter what I do...You can't say anything."
"....."
Her last sentence sent chills up Tiffany's back, she started to feel scared again, her legs began to tremble as Yuri got closer to her.
"I just want to taste you. Please."
Tiffany turned her head away, only to be forced back by Yuri. Unexpectedly, Yuri took Tiffany's lips with her own. Tiffany shut her mouth, and Yuri grabbed the sides of her jaw and forced open her mouth. Tiffany tried to push off Yuri, but she was no match with one-unchained arm. Yuri was towering above Tiffany. She ripped open the shirt, forcing her hands inside to feel her warm chest.
"NO!!"
Tiffany screamed at the top of her lungs, at the same time she began to cry, Yuri backed away quickly. Yuri was afraid of herself, she almost tried to rape Tiffany. The girl she loved, she tried to do the thing that she hated the most to the person of her dreams. Yuri got up and rushed out of the room, not knowing that she had dropped her keys behind at the hurried exit.
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STALKER II
Yuri stumbled out of the closet and shut the door behind her forcefully, it was like an anxiety attack. She was having problem breathing, she laid down in her bed trying to calm herself down. She was scared of Tiffany, she was scared of herself. Tears began to fall from her eyes as she thought about all the times Jessica forced herself on her, and how Tiffany would feel right now.
Tiffany was probably terrified.
No.
Yuri thought as she sobbed quietly.
Tiffany was probably angry.
No.
Tiffany was probably crying.
No.
Tiffany probably hated her.
No....
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Tiffany sat on the cold ground the keys dangling in her hand. She was confused, hurt, and scared. She was scared because Yuri had all of a sudden pounced her like a tiger and its prey. She was hurt because she had never had to face such abuse as this. She was confused as why her attacker's eyes held more hurt than she did. I'm leaving. She waited as she sat by the door listening to the sounds, until she stopped hearing voices and the rustling of fabric.
Tiffany felt slightly tired as she stood up, it was probably midnight, she thought as she began to unlock her chains. She should feel anxious right now that she would finally be able to escape this hell-hole but Tiffany's heart felt unsually heavy. The door creaked quietly as she pushed it open. The closet was dark, she could see the light pour in from under the closet door. She crawled to the side of it and pressed her ear against the crack between the door and the door frame, checking to see if Yuri was asleep or not.
"......."
All she could hear was soft, habitual breathing. Her hand trembled as she set her fingers on the cool door knob. Before she could twist it and finally escape, she heard a loud crack from inside the room. Tiffany quickly retreated, and laid flat on the carpet floor, listening.
"Wake up."
It was the eerily deep voice of a man.
"WAKE UP!"
His voice was louder, and she heard the thud of something heavy hit the floor.
"Ugh."
"Did you do something to that GIRL?"
Tiffany shivered at the word, she felt like she was the girl they were talking about.
"....."
"TALK TO YOUR FATHER!!!"
His voice was yelling now, she heard a swift snap, and a grunt.
"....."
"I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM HER!"
"....."
Grunt.
"DIDN'T I????"
"....."
Something glass hit the floor and broke.
"FUCKING LISTEN TO ME!"
"...."
A louder grunt.
"Why can't you be like the rest of them, and just like men! Why'd you have to be a faggot like your goddamn mother!!!"
"....."
Tiffany winced as she heard something heavy being swung, it was creating swishing sounds, and moans.
"You stay away from her. Or I will kill you and her."
Tiffany was terrified now, every nerve in her body awake and attentive.
"....."
"Cunt."
She heard footsteps leading away, and Tiffany took a breath of relief. The footsteps stopped.
"What was that?"
"....."
"Was that you?"
No. Tiffany mouthed, she was scared for her life but she had to know what was going on. So she crept closer to the door and peeked into the room. She almost gasped at the sight.
"Did I say you could breathe?"
"....."
"How about we have some dad and daughter time? Hmm, Yuri-ah?"
The man in the classy suit picked up a bloody bat from up off a shelf. He gained on the moving lump laying in the middle of the floor. And he began to roll up his sleeves as he smiled evily. He snickered as he held the bat above his head as to take a full swing.
"....."
"Fore."
He smiled at his daughter before he began his attack....s. He struck her, and struck her, and struck her. Tiffany wanted to look away at the horror, but she couldn't. She could feel the bile in her stomach climbing her throat higher and higher every time the man swung at his daughter without mercy, his smile getting bigger with each swing.
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Tiffany woke up to the creak of the door. She lay sprawled on the ground re-chained, re-tied, she just couldn't do it. She didn't know if she did it for herself or for Yuri. Yuri hobbled over to her, Yuri was wearing a long sleeve shirt, and sweats. For the couple times that Tiffany did see her, she was always wearing her school uniform.
"Yuri-ah."
Yuri stopped in her tracks, her heart skipped a beat at the warm voice.
"Yuri-ah..turn around."
She slowly pivoted.
"Come here."
It was like Tiffany had a remote control and Yuri was her robot. She did everything Tiffany told her to.
"Oh my..."
Tiffany pulled up Yuri's shirt and saw her wounds. They were barely closed up, dried blood lining them. Her ribs were covered with blue and purple bruises. Tiffany ran her fingers over them, Yuri twitched at the warm touch, it was unfamiliar to her. Maybe it was the pity she felt for Yuri, no it had to be the pity that Tiffany felt for Yuri, that made her want to be warm to Yuri. To be nice to her.
"I'm sorry."
"...."
Tiffany looked into Yuri's eyes again, still filled with overwhelming emotions. Her face was attractively bruised, cuts decorating her lips.
"I'm sorry."
Tiffany pulled the taller girl into her embrace and began to stroke the back of her head. At the same time, Yuri felt an array of emotions. In a surge of emotion, Yuri pushed Tiffany back onto the cement and forced her lips on Tiffany. This time both of their tongues were hungry for each other. Yuri gently slipped her hands inside Tiffany's shirt. Tiffany took her hands and waved them in front of Yuri, she quickly grabbed for her keys and unchained the girl's arms and legs. Yuri breathed in deeply enjoying the scent of the beautiful girl.
"It's okay."
Tiffany felt a heavy feeling being lifted off her chest as Yuri began to caress her, it was so different. She wasn't supposed to feel this way for her. It was exhilarating, it was strange, but it wasn't bad, she just couldn't place this feeling with a word.
".....You."
Yuri was mumbling something as she continued to kiss her chest.
".....You."
She didn't know what she was saying, but she was sure it was something good, because that's the way she felt. Tiffany took Yuri's hand and helped her into position.
"Go."
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Their sex frenzy continued for a while. And every time Tiffany wanted a little more of Yuri, Yuri wanting a little more of Tiffany. Tiffany was content, she didn't mind her current state. Sure, she had friends that probably missed her, but being with Yuri was worth it. There wasn't anyone else....
"Jessica!!"
Tiffany called out as Yuri had been placing kisses down her abdomen. Yuri stopped and got up. Without saying a word, she exited. This confused Tiffany, Yuri always finished. Yuri had never been this cold to her. Although she never spoke, she could feel the warmth in Yuri's eyes when she looked at her. But just a moment ago, there was no trace of it. Tiffany didn't know how much she would regret that.
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Maybe a few days later.
Yuri came back. It had been a while since Tiffany saw her. Tiffany wasn't even chained anymore, but she still stayed inside the cold room.
"Yuri-ah!"
Tiffany exclaimed as she jumped into Yuri's arms. Yuri pushed her away.
"Yuri-ah?"
"Shut up."
She said cooly. Tiffany was alarmed at the tone of her voice. Suddenly Yuri climbed on top of Tiffany and began to pull down her pants. Tiffany scrambled to get out of her grip. This was wrong, it was different, this wasn't the same Yuri.
"Y-yuri-ah. Stop."
She knew something was wrong. Yuri's hands were inside her pants. She roughly began their intercourse, Tiffany wasn't even ready. Tiffany didn't know why but she felt tears fall down her cheeks. The sex they were having now was like the first time they did, it was being forced upon Tiffany.
"Please stop."
Tiffany pleaded, but Yuri didn't. Shortly after, Tiffany screamed in pain, and a panting Yuri stood up, still clothed. She pulled something out of her pocket and threw it at Tiffany. It scratched her cheek and hit the ground with a jingle. Yuri straightened her clothes and with a yawn she said,
"Thanks for the sex, it was fun. You're free to go now."
Fun?
Something was definitely off. Tiffany should be mad at Yuri, she should hate her for what she just did. But she couldn't something inside her was keeping her from hating Yuri.
"Yuri-ah."
"I said leave."
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Tiffany sat for a while, nothing going through her head except for the words,
It was fun.
It was fun.
It was fun.
She got up slowly, and made her way out of the closet, stepping into the bedroom, hoping to see Yuri. The bright fluorescent lights blinded her. She observed the room, the bat wasn't there anymore. There weren't any pictures. She turned her head to the bed and saw her uniform, clean and folded. Tiffany picked up the uniform and sniffed her clothes, they smelled of Yuri. And as Tiffany was about to make her final step out of the room, she heard an r-r-r-r-r sound.
"Huh?"
It was coming from the top of the Ivory plated dresser. It was an extremely expensive looking phone, she would've just passed by if she hadn't seen the caller id. This was her 2nd mistake.
The caller id read
-JESSICA JUNG
Jessica?
Tiffany hurriedly picked up the phone and pushed the talk button.
"Kwon Yuri."
Her voice sounded tense.
"I told you to stay in the storage room after school. Do you know how much I wanted to eat you today?!! I'm going to rip you apart when I find you later. You fucking whore."
"Jessica?"
"Why do you sound like, Ti-tiffany?"
"W-what was that about?"
"N-n-nothing. Aren't you supposed to be dead?"
Jessica said in an annoyed tone.
"I don't understand."
"You've been missing for almost a month. So they called off the search. Wait. Were you with YURI?"
Tiffany could hear Jessica grind her teeth over the phone.
"Yes."
3rd mistake.
"I'll go pick you up. There's an alley next to the house. Meet me there."
"Okay."
Final Mistake.
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"Tiffany!!"
Jessica ran up to her girlfriend and hugged her tightly.
"Jessie...."
Tiffany was really confused. She should be happy to see her girlfriend right now, but she wanted to see Yuri.
"Did Yuri do this to you?!"
Jessica ran her cool fingers over the scratch on Tiffany's cheek from when Yuri threw the keys at her.
"...Why did you want to meet me here?"
"Huh? O-oh. I missed you baby."
She quickly said and pulled Tiffany into a hug, and gave her smooch. Like perfect timing, a car screeched and stopped behind them.
"Miss Jessica?"
"Oh. Mr. Kwon, and Yuri. How are you?"
Jessica gave a sly smile to the Kwons, that were stepping out of the Black Mercedes. Yuri jerked her head up and stared at the Tiffany in surprise.
Why is she still here?
"Oh excuse me. This is my girlfriend Tiffany Hwang. You should know her Mr. Kwon."
"Hello, may I ask what brings you here so late in the night?"
"That's because your daughter had her captive inside your home. Mr. Kwon, I'm sure I told you to keep Yuri away from Tiffany, or I would have Daddy fire you."
"Forgive me Miss Jessica! Please I will discipline Yuri well."
"No need to. I just want a favor in return."
"Of course."
"Get rid of this."
Jessica's facial expression changed into a disgusted one as she pushed her girlfriend to the ground and pointed at her.
"As you wish."
Mr. Kwon said with no hesitation.
"In front of your daughter."
"..Of course."
"Do not disappoint me again. I'll see you later, Yuri-ah."
Jessica smiled as she stroked the side of Yuri's face and walked off.
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"Give me the gun. Yuri stand here, and watch. Why can't you listen to me!!!"
Yuri stared blankly at her dad who took the Beretta and cocked it.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
Tiffany isn't supposed to die.
Jessica's supposed to suffer, not Tiffany.
"Good bye, Miss Hwang. You should've just ran away when you had the chance."
Tiffany just kept gazing at Yuri, tears in her eyes. Yuri turned her face away, but..but..this was too much.
"Save her."
"What?"
Mr. Kwon turned around surprised at his daughter's voice. She never talked to anyone, not even him.
"Save her, please."
"She's just some pretty orphan girl. Do not mess with my work."
"Please! I've never asked you for anything please!!!!!"
"Shut up! This is for us! Goddamn it!"
He tightened his grip and squeezed the trigger.
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"Yuri-ah!!!"
Yuri fell to her knees, her shirt already drenched. Tiffany ran over to her and took her into her arms.
"Yuri-ah...."
She sobbed as she stroked her long black hair.
"I'm..sorry..for throwing the keys at you. I really am."
Yuri ran her finger along the scratch with a pained expression.
"Yuri-ah....."
"Look at me."
"?"
"I love you. I loved you since the moment you transferred to-...."
"Stop!"
"I love you."
"Yuri-ah!!!"
With her remaining strength Yuri pulled down Tiffany's head and placed a sincere kiss on her lips. It tasted like salty tears.
"......"
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Tiffany's emaciated body wavered in the strong winter wind. She grazed her finger along the marble surface, and outlined the letters inscribed in the rock.
K W O N Y U R I
Her grave was located on a cliff far away from the city. Mr. Kwon had it built there, he said that his daughter had always loved the ocean at night. She didn't talk much but when she did, she always said that the moon was really clear when you looked at it from the shore. She said the moon always reminded her of a certain someone.
"I love you, too. Yuri-ah, I'm sorry, it took me so long."
Tiffany smiled as she let the waves of the cold sea take her away.
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