Rᴜɪɴᴇᴅ - Wᴏᴏꜱᴀɴ

Thirty Five - Alive

Mention of physical abuse in this chapter.

Wooyoung

He swung the door wide open and was shocked by the sight. "Oh my god! What happened to you?!"

Hongjoong had a hand over his shoulder, blood covered the left side of his face, his white shirt looked like the aftermath of a murder scene. The lawyer stumbled into Wooyoung's apartment. "Close the door." Hongjoong breathed heavily, without further thought, Wooyoung did exactly as he was instructed.

He placed his arm around Hongjoong and helped lift him up onto his feet. They both made their way to the living room slowly. Wooyoung placed the injured down on the couch before quickly running into his bedroom bathroom and grabbed the medical kit from underneath the counter. He rushed back to Hongjoong who had already pulled his shirt over his head. "These are really bad!" Wooyoung sucked in a sharp breath. "We really should go to the hospital-"

"No!" Hongjoong interrupted. "No hospitals... It would draw too much attention once the media finds out. If that happens, we'll be at a great disadvantage. You're going to have to treat me here."

The doctor sighed slowly before nodding. "Okay... it's going to be very painful though."

"Just get this over and done with. I'm already in enough pain." Hongjoong breathed out heavily. He was sweating a lot. "What's a little more... pain going to do..."

Wooyoung spread out plastic sheets over his couch and proceeded to disinfect and sew up Hongjoong's deepest injuries first. After he was done with that, he moved on to every other cut, he'd disinfected them and put a plaster over them to prevent further infections. It had taken him around 2 hours to get everything done and by the end of it he was exhausted.

"Thanks." Hongjoong whispered, barely able to get any words out. He'd done really well with managing the pain.

"No problem." He was about to reply with 'any time' but frankly Wooyoung hoped this never happened to him again. Or anyone for that matter.

Hongjoong rested his head on the couch arm rest while Wooyoung went to put everything away. He came back shortly after with a blanked and pulled it over the injured.

"If you don't mind me asking... what happened?" Wooyoung spoke up. "You don't have to tell me everything if you don't feel comfortable."

"That night, I went to San's spare house. He told you he had one right?" When Wooyoung nodded, the latter continued. "San had given me a list of places where'd he'd hid vital pieces of evidence- shit the evidence! Grab me a laptop!" Hongjoong exclaimed. Wooyoung did as he was ordered. He'd grabbed his laptop from the coffee table and turned it on for Hongjoong to use.

"I emailed myself the pictures of all the pieces of evidence I'd found before anyone managed to get to me." Hongjoong explained to Wooyoung. Wooyoung nodded before the injured sighed in relief. "It's still here thank god."

"So... what happened?"

"Ah sorry. I got side tracked. San had given me a list of vital evidence that I could use in his court case. I had acquired three out of the ten before someone had suddenly burst into the house. I ran and hid underneath the couch, wasn't the best choice but I had to make do. They'd wrecked the whole house trying to search for something and in the process, had found me. I was..." Hongjoong breathed out heavily as he remembered everything he went through.

"It's okay... I understand. You don't have to describe it to me if you don't feel comfortable." Wooyoung quickly added on. Hongjoong gave him a slight smile followed by a nod.

"I'm okay.. I need to tell someone this anyways. Just pretend I'm here for a consultation, I'll be your patient for today." Hongjoong reached out and held Wooyoung's hand. "Please?"

Wooyoung nodded slowly, giving Hongjoong the okay to carry on.

"After I was found I was kicked until I'd finally passed out. By the time I'd woken up, I was in a completely different area. My hands were tied behind me to a metal chair. And my feet were also tied to the legs of the chair. On my left was a table full of metal objects and weapons of all sorts. You know, the ones that could cause someone serious damage." Wooyoung noticed the slight shiver coming from Hongjoong.

"Of course..." Was all that came out of the doctor's lips.

"One the first day, two men came into the room. They were big. Both had an enormous build and could practically squash me like a fly. At first they were talking to me, asking me questions regarding San and everything to do with him. And when I refused to tell them anything they resorted to violence. The first thing they grabbed was a whip." Hongjoong chuckled but not in a humorous way, he was terrified, traumatised even. "That was the weakest level of torture they'd used. It only got worse from there..."

Wooyoung leaned forward and placed his hand on Hongjoong's thigh. "You really don't have to continue.. I understand your situation."

"I'm fine really." Hongjoong gave him a slight smile before continuing. "They'd continued with the tortue for a few days and when I hadn't revealed a single piece of information for them, their boss visited me. They'd placed the blindfold over my eyes to prevent me from seeing his face. They didn't do a very good job at it though. He was very fit, he looked like he'd go to the gym at least 4 times a week, maybe even more. His skin colour was a few shades darker, one you'd usually get from being out in the sun for a long period of time. Everyone addressed the man with the utmost respect before he turned to me. As always the first thing being asked of me was 'where is all the evidence'. And when I didn't reply... you know what followed." Hongjoong breathed out before breathing in deeply. "I did manage to get a glimpse of his face when the blind fold loosened a slight bit-"

"You saw his face?!" Wooyoung interrupted.

Hongjoong nodded in response. "It's someone we know a whole lot about too.."

The doctor's mind rushed with faces of People he knew things about, but non of them screamed out 'kidnapper' vibes.  "Who..?" Was all Wooyoung could ask.

"San-"

"San?! As in Choi San?! The one I know? There's no way it's him.. I was with him all day that day. How-" Wooyoung's thoughts were all over the place, he couldn't form a sentence properly anymore.

"Let me finish... and no it isn't San." Hongjoong reassured.

Wooyoung let out a huge sigh. He was relieved. Relieved that he hadn't misjudged his boyfriend's character. Boyfriend.. that's a nice word. He quickly shook his head, now what most definitely not the time to be thinking positively. "Then who?"

"His father."

"Isn't he dead? San told me he killed him himself-"

"I don't know how, but that asshole made it out alive."

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I really really am sorry for not posting, I had a busy schedule with exams and everything. Plus this chapter took me so long to think of for some reason.

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