Dead or Alive

18: Come Back Home

Hwanwoong awoke feeling something pressing against his knee. Panic immediately set in, his chest rising and falling faster than before despite the pain that looms there. His head shook side to side, and his eyes squeezed shut.

"Uh, Hwanwoong?" An unfamiliar voice called out, the pressure against his leg leaving. "I'm not going to hurt you."

His eyes opened to darkness. He squinted his eyes to make a figure out in the seat to his left. A small lantern clicked on, providing a dim light within the vehicle. Hwanwoong looked around, his neck providing resistance to the action. It was nearly pitch black outside, and wind seemed to shake the vehicle. He couldn't tell, but it sounded like it was raining.

"We found some pain meds." The same voice said, getting Hwanwoong's attention. He quickly realized it was Yunho that was sitting in the seat across the aisle. "I think you should take some. It'll really help, with your pain."

Hwanwoong nodded his head, trying to make eye contact with the giant. Yunho seemed awkward, putting off a completely different aura than before. It confused Hwanwoong, he didn't understand how this person was just watching him and Ravn die, then just act so kind and caring. The same went for the other two as well.

He was given a full bottle of water and multiple pills. It took a few tires, but Hwanwoong got the medicine down. His head pressed against the back of the seat, his body not used to the comfort of a chair anymore. The van had three rows of seats, not including the drivers and passengers seat. A bench-like chair is on the drivers side, and a single chair on the passengers side, a small aisle in between the areas to walk through. It was quite a luxurious vehicle on the inside.

Hwanwoong managed to realize he's sitting in the second, single seat. Ravn's body was laid out on the third bench his legs hanging off of the chair and into the aisle way, Yeosang was sleeping in the single seat in the same row, and Yunho on the second bench. Mingi still in the drivers seat, though it didn't seem like they were moving.

"Are we not moving?" Hwanwoong croaked out, focusing his eyes back on Yunho.

"There's a bad storm on top of us, so Mingi found a place to park to wait it out." Yunho informed in more of a hushed tone, noticing the discomfort of those sleeping. "How-uh-how are you feeling?"

Hwanwoong refocused his eyes, looking away from the giant and at the back of the seat in front of him. "I'm in a lot of pain. I think the medicine is working, but I don't know. My heads just really fuzzy."

The events replayed in his mind, everything from the time they were held captive. He replayed the image of Ravn killing another human in his head. Surprisingly, he wasn't as disturbed at the image as he thought he would be. While he still hated the thought of Ravn killing a human, he didn't mind that he killed those people. Hwanwoong was disturbed at his own thoughts.

"Is Ravn okay?" Hwanwoong turned his head again to look at the older and his lifeless body.

"For now." Yunho answered, turning to look at the dark brunette as well. "He's a fighter, I'll give him that."

Tears fell out of Hwanwoong's eyes at the depressing sight of the older. It seemed Yeosang had removed his shirt to treat all of the wounds that colored his skin. There wasn't a discolored area across his entire upper half. Not to mention all of the bandages wrapped around his arms and chest, covering deadly cuts.

"Yeosang is a decent medic, once his own arm heals he'll be able to help you guys even more." Yunho continued, the atmosphere becoming strange again.

Hwanwoong looked from Ravn to the person that was once an enemy. He just observed him with his lazy eyes for a few moments.

"Why did you help us?" Hwanwoong asked under his breath, his throat begging him to stop talking.