war of love, jeno

chapter twenty-seven

The three wasted no time splitting up, one immediately going towards Eunjin while two others ran towards the three guys.

Eunjin's eyesight was fuzzy as she felt someone wrap her right arm over their shoulder and carefully put the other on her stomach as they put their own arms beneath her legs.

She winced loudly suddenly feeling the painful sensation by her stab wound but didn't fight the person trying to carry her.

"She's losing a lot of blood," she heard someone say as she felt her body being sat down on a cold material. She assumed it was the car she saw pulling up.

She tried staying awake but the pain encasing her was too strong and soon enough her eyes began closing.

"What if we're too late?"

Jaemin sighed, "Jeno, calm down. She's gonna be alright, I've got her, okay?"

The dark-haired boy tried not to worry his best friend as he worked but he could feel the nervousness radiating off of his body.

"Don't you want to go help Chenle and Jisung with the three guys? It'll help get your mind off of this," he tried to reason.

Jeno shook his head no, biting down on his thumb as he stared at Jaemin's hand patching up Eunjin's arm. "I'm here for moral support."

"Jeno, you look like you're gonna faint, yourself. You need to distract yourself before it gets worse. Please?"

The blonde boy sighed unhappily but he knew what Jaemin was trying to say. He knew the younger boy didn't want to tell him to leave before he got all emotional.

He didn't get to say anything before another black car pulled up, the doors on each side whipping open as three more people stepped out.

"Where is she?"

Jeno got up from his seat, sitting on top of the car's center console so Jihan could see Jaemin working on patching up Eunjin.

She nearly gasped seeing the state of her best friend. She immediately crawled into the car, checking her pulse.

"She'll be fine. But she's also going to be in a lot of pain. The knives didn't pierce anything too important but she will need time to heal- probably both physically and mentally because those guys probably didn't waste any time with their gross remarks."

Jihan nodded but the two boys in front of her knew she was putting up a front for them. Jihan had always intrigued the rest of the gang. From her background to the person she was today.

She was definitely one of the most mysterious members and that was coming from the closest people to her.

Almost all they knew was that she was highly intelligent, was born into a gang, grew up around shootings, murder, etc., and that she was one of the best leaders in NCT.

Everyone wanted to know more about her but she hadn't ever opened up enough for them to actually understand more about her.

She always redirected questions, finding one way or another to dodge them away from herself.

No one ever understood if it was to hide something or if she seriously just didn't want to talk about herself for some reason.

But they never did go into depth about it. Everyone in NCT was private about their pasts and such so it was somewhat normal.

What wasn't the most normal was not sharing with your other unit members, especially the leaders. The leaders usually shared the most with their members to build trust. But Jihan never did that.

The girl's unit had known barely any more about their leader than anyone else in their gang. Most would assume this wouldn't allow much trust but the bond between them was still strong.

There were many missing pieces to Jihan's background that everyone was curious about and wanted to know more about but they would have to wait for the day that she shared.

They didn't know if that would ever come, though.

Looking down at Eunjin's body, Jihan felt a rush of emotions trying to come over her. She held back tears staring at the bandages over her best friend's arm and leg.

It reminded her too much of the past. The past she was trying so hard to finally run away from.

And she was doing it, she was living a life where she was always so busy she never had time to think about the past.

So many memories began blurring past her eyes she began to feel lightheaded.

Too caught up in the moment, none of them had realized that it had begun to pour down outside, the raindrops falling so hard they could be heard echoing off of the exterior of the car.

Jihan glanced outside, without a moment of hesitation she moved backward and stood just outside of the car and let the rain begin soaking her.

"What are you doing?" Jeno tried to ask by raising his voice over the rain. It just barely worked, the sound beginning to grow louder as thunder crackled in the background.

Hoping the rain will mask the tears, Jihan thought to herself. She tried not to laugh at her own pathetic stance by turning around, pretending to look for something.

"I'm gonna go see if they ever caught up to those guys that were messing with her."

Jeno shook his head, leaning forward to try and grab Jihan's wrist. She pulled away just in time for him to miss.

"You're gonna get sick standing in the rain, Jihan. Get in the car, they'll be back any minute now," Jaemin sighed.

The older girl shook her head, stepping back again. She ignored the painful sensation with every drop of rain that pelted her skin, "I'm gonna get back in my car and head over there to check."

"Jihan-"

It was too late, she had already turned her back to her car. Her clothing was sticking to her body along with her hair and she still couldn't feel any better knowing she got away from the two other members.

As she sat in her car, putting it into drive, she wiped away the rain on her face, letting the tears replace them.

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