Chapter 11

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I waved at Haechan while he was walking over to me, "What are you doing walking around?" Haechan asked me, "Taeyong told me to take a break." I said.

"Ok, that could mean 1 of 2 things, 1. He is sick of you, or 2. He's scared Doyoung will murder him. Which one is it?" Haechan asked.

"The second one, how did you know?" I asked honestly amazed Haechan knew exactly what Taeyong said.

"He's a very consistent guy, that's all." He said, I laughed a bit, "That's fair." I said.

We both talked about random things until Haechan had to get back to work before Taeyong yelled at him. I went back to my office and waited for more work from Taeyong, or for it to be time to leave.

It didn't feel like long before Doyoung came in to get me before we left, once we were in the car, we were both worn out after work so it was quiet, until Doyoung spoke up, "Did you feel it again during lunch?" He asked.

"Yeah, that's why I went to the bathroom, I needed to think straight, and I couldn't because of that feeling." I said, "I understand." He said.

"Wait how?" I asked confused because he said it like he had been through it before. "I mean, I understand how it would be hard to concentrate while having that feeling, I've never experienced anything like it before though." He said clearing up my confusion.

Once we got to my house he dropped me off and we said our good byes, I got inside, Jisung was already home, we greeted each other like always on my way to my room, I was tired and wanted to go to bed.

Once I got in my room and changed into more comfortable clothes, I got in bed and almost instantly fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning and did my usual morning routine and rode with Doyoung again, Work was the same, Taeyong had given me some more work, lunch was the same, I still felt like I was being watched but that was normal at this point, Taeyong joined us again, and I continued to work once we got back, then Doyoung gave me a ride home.

That was the routine of things for about a week, it was not boring, everyone always found ways to make me smile or laugh.

About a week had passed and nothing had happened, the day started out normal, Doyoung gave me a ride to work, I had started working once I got to my office, lunch was normal, everything was fine.

Once the work day was over, Doyoung came into my office to get me like usual, the car ride was mostly silent as usual, we were about a minute from my house, all of the sudden I see a pair of headlights barreling towards us, it was too late for Doyoung to do anything about it, so he wrapped his arm around me in attempt to shield me from it, I leaned closer to him and screamed right as the impact had happened.

I felt the car flip once or maybe twice, I had my eyes closed tight the whole time, I felt Doyoungs grip around my shoulder the whole time. Once the car had stopped moving, I opened my eyes, almost all the windows were broken, I felt warm liquid dripping on my face, the car was upside down, I couldn't feel my right leg, and there was glass everywhere, the truck that had hit us is gone now.

I looked over to see Doyoung still conscious, he also had blood dripping from a cut on his cheek, I'm assuming it was from the glass, he took his arm back from behind me, there was a giant gash on his forearm.

He reached over himself and held his good hand up and unbuckled himself and let himself fall onto the roof, "Jieun, I'm coming around to you, don't fall asleep if you feel tired." He said calmly before crawling out of the broken window and coming around to my side, he pulled the door open, "Jieun, I want you to try and unbuckle yourself ok, can you do that?" He asked as I nodded trying not to show a growing panic, he put his hands under my head so I wouldn't hit it after I unbuckled myself.

He helped me get out of the car once I had unbuckled myself, "Can you walk?" He asked as he helped me get out of the car.

I shook my head too in shock to say anything, he picked me up bridal style, I held onto him tight not knowing what was happening, he carried me the rest of the way home hurriedly, why he wasn't calling an ambulance I don't know, but he must have a reason. He pulled out his phone and called someone, "We're gonna need someone to pick us up." I heard him say to someone on the phone, "I'll text you." He added.

Once we got to my house he walked up the stairs and helped himself inside, I didn't mind though because the adrenaline had left my body and now I could feel all the pain.

"Jeez, took you long enou- Holy shit, what happened?" I heard Jisung say before dropping whatever he had in his hands and running over to us. Doyoung laid me down on the couch, "Jisung relax, Taeyong and Taeil are on their way, everything will be fine. We will fill you in later." Doyoung said to Jisung while letting me hold onto his hand.

I could feel nothing but the throbbing pain in my leg I couldn't think about anything but the pain I squeezed Doyoung's hand pulling it closer to me in the process gaining the attention of the other two present.

Jisung ran to the kitchen to get some ice, because that's really all he could do right now.

Jisung took Doyoungs place next to me letting me hold onto his hand, I was trying as hard as I could to not show how much pain I was in, failing as I couldn't stop sweating.

About 10 minutes later the door opened, I saw Taeyong walk in followed by Taeil with some medical supplies, Taeyong walled over to Doyoung while Taeil came to Jisung and I.

"What the fuck happened?" Taeyong asked as Taeil pulled out a resourceful first aid kit that had a little more than bandaids in it. "A truck drove into the car, on the passengers side. I think it might be the same guy you fought and the same guy the has been basically stalking her." Doyoung said telling Taeyong what had happened.





A/N: hello again, I have had this scene in mind since I started this fanfic and I was finally able to use it and I'm fairly happy with how it turned out and I feel like if I was in Jieuns place I wouldn't know what to think or say, I would just feel blank so I had the story focus on what she heard around her and what happened around her you know anyway we are finally getting to the juicy parts.

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