Voiceless |Book 1| Complete

12 | Stifle

Chan sat in his office chair filing his documents and writing his paperwork from the patients of his day. Some had come for treatments for headaches, stomach sickness, sprains. Nothing out of the unsual for him. His phone kept ringing and he was going to ignore it as he was on work time, but he saw Minhos contact name. He knew Minho never calls him. So he answered. The voice shakey and in tears. He knew Minho was panicking. Chan was already extremely worried for both Minho and Jisung as it was. He thought everything was going fine up until a few moments ago when Minho called.

His fear for Minho was his past would catch up with him. His connection to Hyunjin runs deeper then anyone really knew; except Chan. Hyunjin and Minho all knew. His fear for Jisung would stop trusting Minho if that ever surfaced.

Minhos Anxiety and way of overthinking deep down kills him metaphorically speaking of course. Minho always appologized even when he wasn't in the wrong. He would feel guilted into feeling it was his fault letting his mind run wild. Chan has always been their for Minho before Hyunjin and even after Hyunjin.

Its been two days now with Minho calling on the verge of a panic attack.

Now his concern lied with Jisung

Where would Jisung of gone?

He wouldn't stay at the university? And it was highly unlikely he would stay at his home?

Chan had to think rather fast about what to do about the younger. He remembered the scribbled note of Jisungs number; not really sure how he got in the first place but he wasn't going to complain.

JijiOne ☆ミ
Where are you?
Its Chan. Minho was worried so I looked through your medical files.

He really wasn't gonna tell him the truth that Minho gave it to him. That would be for another day. He waited a few minutes till he received a text back.

Forget it.
I don't want to talk.

JijiOne ☆ミ　
Are you at least safe?

Chan hadn't received an answer after that. Probably shutting his phone off. He knew the younger tried to handle things on his own. But he was never safe where ever he went. As much as Jisung think Chan has been observing and know quite alot about him. From when he first started getting bullied by Hyunjin and his gang, to his family life at home... To his eating disorder that developed because he lacked nutritional value, his weak body... To even how he easily gets sick. His vocal chords that were strained.

He knew everything.

Including how he was J-One. But he wasn't about to let Jisung know that yet. He came acriss it by accident. His voice was delicate after all and he also followed J-ones music. He wasn't a stramger. But he also knew Jisung would tell him when he was ready.

Chan has wanted to help Jisung, but couldn't get close enough to the boy who kept his guard up. His lack in trust. But sometimes it was inevitable that Chan has seen sides that Jisung didn't want anyone seeing. But he regular check up with Chans fiancé made it difficult to stay away from Chan when they hit university. This was Chans way of helping when he couldn't through their highschool career.

Chan pulled Jisungs number up dialing it. Letting the ringing over power the silence that irradicated the air.

Just when he went to hang up the dial tone ended and he heard muffled voices. Did it pocket accept? He listened carefully to distortion being produced.

"Jisung?" He mustered out, "are you there?"

No answer.

"Are you okay?"

Muffled voices got louder and the static of something dropping over took the speaker.

"Who are you calling shit! You have no one! No one will believe you mute!"

"St- I-" Chan heard Jisungs frail voice. His chest falling at the sound.

"You ungreatful child! You don't deserve to be alive!"

What was happening, Chans heart was racing when he heard a masuline drunkenly male voice thundered over the phone. He heard what sounded like glass and a small yelp pierced through the phone afterwards.

"Jisung!" Chan yelled through the phone. He countinued to hear more noise, the yelling and screaming the bashing and soon he heard what sounded like someone was falling down a set of stairs and then the phone line went dead.

"Jisung?"

"Jisung!?" His repeated

Nothing but silence, and then a dial tone of disconnecting.

He dialed emergency and explained that he was just on the phone when he heard screaming and yelling and breaking of glass from the other line prior to it going dead. He stated the address quickly running out of his office at the university. Panic surged through his body as he ran faster to find his friend. He could careless that Jisung didn't want to admit they were friends, but a life was in danger so thats all he could think about.

He kept running seeing a staggering body also wobbling down the street from the direction of Jisungs place. He pieced it together seeing it was Jisung as he collapsed into the olders arm. Blood tainted the youngers skin. His throat rubbed raw and with gashes that ran from his throat down his chest. The bruising falling along his cheekbone. The sight horrified Chan but he needed to keep a strong front. Jisung was with him now meaning his parents are probably in his house still.

"Ch-Chan..." The younger mumbled barely coherent enough.

"Mi-..." Jisungs voice cracked. He reached for his throat. It was shredded as if he were choked. Chan was in full over drive. It was worse then he possibly could imagine.

Jisung....

"I need... Min..." He chocked out coughing up blood.

"No, you need a hospital Jisung. I need to take you to a hospital." Chans voice wayvered in the youngers presence. Barely able to stand he linked his arm around his waist, placing Jisungs arm around his own neck. He was thankful the younger wasn't bleeding terribly but if he didn't get him to a hospital soon, the repercussions could be severe for the younger.

"Please... I-I need t-to see him..." Was all the younger could plead. Chan wanted to deny the younger but when he kept shaking his head the younger tried pulling away to only fall. He had no choice but to keep Jisung hoisted up.

"Stay awake for me. We will find Minho I promise. But you have to let me take you to the hospital. The police are probably already searching for you."

"Chan... I... Please..." Jisungs voice was trailing off. He walked as fast yet slow paced as he could to Minhos university dorm. Hopeing this was the right decision. He wanted to so desperately take Jisung straight to the hospital, but the boys pleas overtook Chans mind.

Chans decision to take Jisung to Minho was the only thing that may have kept Jisung calmer. He breathing was laboured, his eyes dropped, hewasn't able to stand, but at least Jisung was coherent enough to see and move in small time as Chan. Aside for a few stumbles, Chan lifted Jisung up on his back making it easier to keep the younger up. His weak hold around his neck, trying not to sprint to the laters room.

Knocking on the door

"Minho! Open up!"