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Bathtub [

bathtub ]

The sound of water drops hitting the tile floor was loud. The air inside is cold. I slowly opened my eyes. I felt pain at the back of my neck as if something was squeezing it. It's completely dark in here. I only heard the sound of water dripping. The spot I was lying on wasn't even a bed. Its touch was hard like a cold cement floor.

I slowly used the palm of one hand to feel around to see what was nearby. It looks like this is a faucet. I tried turning it around. But nothing came out..I guess it's broken. ...Drops of sweat began to appear all over my body.

Now I'm afraid..

Thump! Crank!

I accidentally brushed my hand against something and it hit the ground..I thought it must have been a bottle or something. The sound of someone's footsteps getting closer and closer. Just for the blink of an eye The lights in this room immediately lit up. I closed my eyes to adjust my eyes to the light. Before opening my eyes and looking around..

This place I am in is a bathroom, and right now I am sitting in a completely dry bathtub.

Crack..ah~

The rusty sound of the doorknob unlocking and rusting sounded, followed by the large door being opened. I looked at the figure on the other side of the door with suspicious, paranoid eyes. But there was no time to ask anything. He hurried inside and locked the door from the inside.

"Are you awake?...I've been waiting for a long time...Nong Tin."

He said with a smile on his face..a twisted smile. How did he know my name? I reached out and gently touched the back of my neck. Because I felt a sharp pain..it was swollen. Even if you lightly kick it, it still hurts. I frowned slightly. Then I looked at the strange man who was standing looking at me. The tall figure squatted down. He didn't say anything.

Cold fingers reached out and touched the nape of my neck. Gives goosebumps I was so scared I couldn't speak, my body shook, tears began to overflow. Makes the picture you see now not very clear.

"Is it cold? Nong Tin, why are you crying?" He asked me in a voice that sounded like he was worried.

"Where am I..huh...how did I get here? Who are you? Huh?" I asked him without waiting for an answer. At that moment all the tears overflowed from my eyes... was he going to kill me..

"Calm down little sister..this is our house. I'm going to live with you..be your bride." ...What's with that perverted expression? Can you say it with a straight face like that? I pushed him away from me. along with changing the sitting position to a knee-hugging position

“Who said I would stay with you!! I haven't agreed to anything yet!"

"But we love each other..don't we?"

"What do you love about a ghost!? I still don't know who you are!"

After speaking, the man's face changed… an angry face. He stared at me with murder in his eyes. Tears began to flow from me. That thick palm slammed down on my face with such force that my head turned and slammed against the wall. A few drops of blood fell onto my shirt. But it wasn't time to turn around and respond.

He came over and pulled up the collar of my shirt. forcing me to stand up The smell of rust and blood filled my nose...my nose wouldn't stop flowing. It dripped onto my clothes and lips. The taste of iron rust penetrates into the mouth. He slammed my back against the wall. But luckily it's not very strong.

"I'll give you a chance to speak again.. Tin" he shouted at me so loudly that I jumped.

"We don't know each other. What did you say!?"

I snapped back...that's the last thing I remember before Everything will fade away.

"Tin...Tin....I'm sorry." The man's voice echoed in my head. All around me seemed to be filled with water. I feel quite tired. How long have I been sleeping in this bathtub? My eyes are now so heavy that I can't forget them... I can feel them swollen. Maybe it's because I cried. My whole body ached.

But the thing that felt good was that my back was very painful...I could barely move my legs.

"Tin"

He still hasn't stopped calling me names...really annoying.

"Stop calling me."

"Does it hurt..is it hurt?"

I didn't answer him, just tried to open my eyes..but when I opened them, the sight I saw almost shocked me unconscious. The tub of water where I was lying was now filled with a faint red tinge on my shoulder from some wounds. My nose still hasn't stopped flowing. His entire body was covered with bite marks and bruises. The warm water in the tub had a faint smell of blood.

He looked towards his thigh..there was blood spraying out there..presumably from my own channel. Tears began to flow again... The other man was no different from me. He was kneeling and crying next to the bathtub staring at me. When he saw that I had opened my eyes to look at him, he immediately crawled up to me on his knees.

The sad expression on his face was completely different from the one before. He carried a bucket of ice next to the bathtub and carefully put it on the towel one by one.

"Please apply it, Tin." He pushed my head up before applying the ice to my forehead. I looked up at the ceiling and it was full of cobwebs.

"..." I didn't dare ask too much... If I made another person unhappy again, I would definitely die.

"How are you, Tin...are you feeling better?"

"yes"

"Good. It's gone now."

He changed his mood so much that I couldn't keep up with him. Just now, I was still sad..but now I'm smiling happily. The ice on my head slowly melted. It was so cold that my forehead was numb. The nosebleeds began to stop from the shoulder. Only old stains left around the nose and mouth.

"Do you have a cloth or tissue for me to wipe my nose with?"

“No need to wipe it.” As soon as he finished speaking, the man removed the ice from my forehead. He used his hands to support my face on both cheeks. before bending down Use your tongue to lick off the blood stains that were stuck on your nose and lips..it wasn't enough. He also inserts his tongue into his mouth and nostrils to capture details. Until now there are hardly any stains left.

"Neat and clean!"

He still didn't remove his hand from my face. He stared at my face for a moment before his expression began to change.. His tears streamed down my face. I don't understand...is he crazy?

"Sir..don't cry," I said to comfort him, using my wet hand to gently slap his shoulder. Soon he released me.

"Tin"

"yes?"

"I love Tin. I'm sorry." ...I must really be crazy when I see you.

Pok!

The sound of the rubber stopper sounded before the water in the tub slowly decreased. Revealing my naked body, which was wet.. I raised my hand to cup my crotch because I was embarrassed that no one was standing and watching. He placed the rubber stopper on the sink before taking a towel that was hanging and drying it off for me and then covering it to protect me from the cold. before picking up my body and placing it in the toilet.

“Sit here first, Tin. I'll wipe the bed for you."

This mattress is probably...a bathtub. I stared at the tightly locked door. It would be difficult to escape now. My entire body was sore, I had no clothes, and the knob was rusty and it must have been difficult to open. I turned to look at the man who was intently wiping the bathtub..

He wasn't even stingy at all. If he weren't mentally ill, he would probably still look good.

"Ah, it's dry," he said, smiling proudly. Before walking back towards me and carrying me and placing me in the same place.. I could only look at it as if my brain was working more slowly than usual.

"Do you like Tin?"

"I...like..I like it." What should I say?..I don't want to sleep in a place like this but I don't want to die.

He seemed to read my thoughts. His expression changed to one of anger again before he hurriedly walked over and picked me up and placed me on the tiled floor.

He opened the door and made to walk out...Hold on! I grabbed his ankle.

"Where are you going? Are you going to turn off the lights and leave me here!?!"

"..." He didn't answer me, just shook his foot to free my hand and walked out, leaving me inside.. he turned off the light. I don't know how much time has passed but what I do know is that it has been a very long time..

Crack..

The door opened again and a light flashed on. I blinked a few times. Jung looked towards the tall figure of the old man. He dragged a bag in before closing the door. It was a bag containing blankets and pillows. He spread a large white comforter on the floor of the bathtub. Followed by placing the pillow down. The other blanket was piled up.

Smells like new..did he buy this?...

"Do you like it? How can Tin sleep comfortably?" He picked me up and placed me in the bathtub.

"So where do I take a shower?"

"What about the shower?" He pooped towards the shower...I just noticed that this bathroom was quite wide. But there was no way to escape. There is a ventilation hole but I shouldn't be able to get through it.

"I bought some medicine too. I'll dress the wound for you," he said before turning to pick up the medicine bag that was placed near the blanket bag.

It took him about 30 minutes to finish dressing the wound.. and then he realized that the back of his neck was hurt from being hit... now there was only one area left that needed to be applied.. that was the canal part. behind

"I can apply it myself there."

"No...I'll do it for you."

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My eyes slowly closed because I couldn't stand the fatigue. Then everything went completely dark..

"Mo, you must kill him."

"No..I can't kill Tin."

“If the police find out..we'll be finished. If you won't do it, I'll do it myself.”

"No..not.."

"Why?"

"Because Tin is my bride."

I was startled by the sound of another person's voice coming from outside. It was as if he was talking to himself.

It's so dark in here..

Crack..ah~

"Nong Tin, is she awake?"

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Part 2

My pale body lay in the bathtub. It was completely dark. There was only a light that shone through a hole under the door. For I don't know how many days I had been here. I slowly got up and walked carefully. The other day he came back to me to tend to my wound. before returning and turning off the lights. Every time he comes in He would often bring food or water or books to read to me.

Do I really have to endure living with a psychopath?... He still acts the same way. Formerly used violence against me Deceives me in various ways until there are bruises and wounds all over my body. I had to take the medicine they prepared for me after every meal...just painkillers. And it was as if his personality had changed from the front foot to the back foot.

I walked towards the door. Before I bent down to look through the narrow opening, I saw a faint shadow. It was as if he was walking around in place, speaking softly, unable to hear his thoughts creeping in. I don't know what he said. Probably talking to myself.

knock! knock!

I knocked softly on the door. I think he must have forgotten to bring me food today... I'm starting to get hungry. I couldn't help it, so I had to knock on the door and call him. Even though I don't want to see his face.

Crack! Ah…

The door opened slowly and the lights brightened and hurt the eyes. A tall man walked in. He had a neutral expression. Those eyes stared at me...I was afraid.

“Go back to bed…are you hungry yet?” he asked.

So I nodded and returned to the bathtub. He walked out. A few minutes later he returned with a tray of food in his hand. His tall figure sat cross-legged on the cold tile floor.

“Come, I'll feed you,” he said before scooping up a bowl of hot porridge. Come up and let it cool and then hand it to me. which I opened my mouth to accept Because I was really hungry. He smiled at me like he was looking at an obedient child. But this kind of look won't last long, I know.. Soon he will change into another person. He never once told me his name.

I ate the whole porridge. Followed by water in a plastic cup and two white painkillers. My actions were now completely in his sight. He lifted the tray and made to get up and leave.

“Wait,” I hurriedly tugged on the hem of his shirt.

“Huh? Still not full, Tin?”

"No, it's...I want to leave my house."

"Why?"

“Well...I don't want to be here. Why did you imprison me? Am I going to do anything for you? Why do you do this to me? I don't even know your name yet. We don't even know each other. Why must you hurt me!?!”

“What are you talking about Tin? Didn't Tin tell you that Tin loved you? We love each other, don't we?”

“I never said!”

“Tin!!!” He pulled my shirt up by the neck. This caused the hem of his shirt to float up, revealing his bruised thighs and middle, still held together by a white ribbon. Every time he rapes me If I resist or displease him He would not allow me to release him.

“It hurts..” I said softly. Because the collar was tight around my neck. That made him immediately release his hand. I sat down on the duvet. Take a deep breath. He looked at the other party with irritated eyes.

"I'm sorry..Tin..are you angry at me?"

“Tin, don't be quiet!! Answer me."

“I hate you...did you hear that? Hate you!!!”

Tears flowed out of his eyes, unlike me, who was sitting with his face crying on the pillow. As for him, he knelt on the ground. Another person's cold hand reached out and touched my back. His touch became softer.. The sobs of the two men echoed in the bathroom.

"I can't let Tin go.. Tin is yours now.. Tin is your bride. I love Tin. Hehe.."

“People who love each other don't do this!” I shouted loudly. Didn't even look at his pubic hair. The hand that gently rubbed my back It began to turn into a harsh, rough-looking mess. Slowly leaning in Climbing towards the hip before caressing the channel…

“...This is how you show your love.” His tone was sly. Completely different from the gentle man just now. I turned to look at him..both in his eyes and his expression. It was as if he was a different person from the man just now.

“Today, I haven't given Tin any food yet. I guess I'm hungry. Look, my mouth is twitching.” His slender fingers rubbed around the red, damaged folds. before inserting a finger Without lubricant, from one inch, to two, from two, to three, I couldn't resist for fear of being beaten. So you have to let him do as he pleases.

He removed his hand before getting up and walking out of the bathroom. without forgetting to lock the door A few minutes later he returned with a bag of something, placing it next to the bathtub. He smiled at me before unzipping the bag. Take out some clothes. A beautifully sewn white dress made from tubular fabric. decorated with lace

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He removed his hand before getting up and walking out of the bathroom. without forgetting to lock the door A few minutes later he returned with a bag of something, placing it next to the bathtub. He smiled at me before unzipping the bag. Take out some clothes. A beautifully sewn white dress made from tubular fabric. decorated with lace

"wear.."

“But these are women's clothes..”

“I told you to.. put it on..!!”

"..." I didn't answer but picked up his dress and looked at it...it was a wedding dress...

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