Wicked (MaskedMexican)

Chapter 14 - Ohm's Past

~Ohm's POV~

Maybe it was the annoying pang ringing in the back of my head slowly driving me insane or the deadly silence that somehow made my ears feel as if they were bleeding, but right then I really felt like just taking that knife and ending it right then out of my own will. Sighing with only slight interruptions by my chuckle, I threw the knife away from myself before something bad happened and shut my eyes tightly. Right then in complete darkness was where I felt complete peace without the constant pressure of having to look someone in the eye and lie in their face. Taking a final deep breath, I glanced up, my eye lids were struggling to stay open but I managed and also pushed my body forward as if I was trying to get up. Never mind, I thought as I stumbled backwards onto the sand once again, making the ringing in my head increase tenfold and nearly make me want to just throw everything away with force. I dug my fingers into the loose sand underneath me before rolling around onto my back and stared at the starry sky. Why does it have to be so dark? If it had only been light then it wouldn't be strange for the beach to be completely stranded of any human life that could help me.

"Holy shit are you alright?" A sudden voice called out to me, making me twist my head over in the direction of the source and find a man dashing towards me with a black jacket hugging closely to his shoulders. Damn, I wish I had a jacket, then just maybe my pain wouldn't be so bad. The man kneeled down near me, his light eyes just dripping worry as he looked to me and offered his hand as he helped me at least come up to a sitting position.

"Ze! What are you - Oh shit," another man yelled out, dashing over with dark hair and worried eyes as he also joins the other man to kneel down near me. Ze, I suspected, pressed his hands against the darkened red spot at my waist making a jolt of pain resonate through my body and I immediately forced his hand away from me. "Ze, we need to... Get going," the other man suddenly mentioned just as bright lights illuminated the entire area. Both of them glanced over in the direction of the red and blue lights before snickering, both in annoyance.

"If we leave him they'll falsely suspect something with him. Help me, Chilled," Ze ordered seeming annoyed and irritated towards the red and blue lights that should typically be a sight that calms down the citizens, except for the criminals of course. Except for criminals. Ze pulled me upwards and allowed me to completely lean onto his body, failing a couple of times by stumbling wildly but Chilled managed to keep me steady in between the two. My own hopping and their rush didn't seem to correlate as I nearly fell several times but luckily their vehicle wasn't too far, or at least I just let myself believe it's their vehicle when I clearly saw them breaking its lock and forcing the car door open. At that moment I didn't really mind they were obviously criminals anyways, as I was nearly dying and they were the only people who seemed to help me.

It wasn't long before I felt myself holding onto the car door as if my life depended on it as Chilled forced the gas down all of the way and began to speed through the dark roads, ignoring all basic rules of traffic. For a minute I wondered if I'm the victim of a kidnapping case but honestly if they just keep me somewhere warm for then, I didn't give a fuck. Ze noticed my heavy breathing and climbed over the obstacles separating the front from the back and he sat closer to me, pulling my shirt up to reveal the wound that is obviously deep into my flesh. His cold fingers traced around the wound before he panics and looked everywhere in the car for some sort of tourniquet until he dealt with a simple scarf left on the floor of the car, tying the stretched out cloth around my waist. The car forces to a stop and Ze and Chilled both helped me exit the car and enter what seems like a small apartment building. Ze took out the keys for a certain room as the apartment buildings is completely still, silent and asleep.

"How'd you get into this trouble?" Ze asked calmly, unwrapping the tourniquet which was hardly doing it's job at that point. Glancing up he noticed my eyes for the first time and winces before glancing back down again, refusing to comment on them. Typical.