Take Me To Church (Unholy)

Heal, Heal (Hyunwoo)

A/N: hi guys! Thank you so much for reading and leaving comments. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. You are the best! Oh and I just want you guys to know that this story will have a happy ending. Still, since my stories are as realistic as I can make them, there will be a lot of sad moments, in real life things aren't like in the movies where they make it look so easy to make certain decisions because it's right or wrong, in real life the line between right or wrong can be very blurry, things are confusing, choices are hard to make, we do things we shouldn't do and struggle figuring out what to do but still the ending is very very happy lol anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter. It's very bittersweet but more sweet than bitter. Enjoy!

"Hyung, I need your help." Kihyun was crying, it sounded like he couldn't breathe, he was gasping, he sounded desperate and scared. At that moment my mind was quickly filled with the possibilities of what might have happened, how badly he could be hurt. I get on my feet and I am on my way out of the apartment in seconds.

"What happened?" I try my best to speak calmly, trying to make sure I don't make him worried or nervous by sounding that way. I hold back all my feelings at this moment, only Kihyun is important. "Where are you?"

"I'm home," He says amidst groans. "H-hyung..." He groans louder then takes a deep breath. "Come get me."

"I'm already on my way." I tell him as I get out of the elevator. "What happened? What did he do?"

"Just... I... shit..." He whispers then sighs. "Hyung, my... m-m... phone is about to die, I... I think... I'm not, I-I'm not sure. The screen... I think..." He groans, taking a deep breath. "It's cracked, I can't see it, I-I can't... I can't..."

"What? What happened, Kihyunie?" I get in my car quickly and I curse myself because I didn't go home after church and came to the studio instead. My house is two minutes away from Kihyun's and my studio apartment is ten minutes away.

"I-I got hurt." He whispers. "Just... hurt."

"Is he still there?" I ask. "Kihyunie, are you safe?"

"He's not here." He replies. "I... I don't know where he is. No one, I... no one... I can't breathe."

"It's okay. It's... I'm on my way, okay? I'm already in the car. How... how... Did he hurt your chest? Why can't you breathe?"

"I don't know..." He coughs hard then groans. "It hurts everywhere."

"Is anyone... did you call the police? I'll call... I should hang up and... I'll call an ambulance, okay?"

"No! No! Hyung, I... I'm okay. I'm fine. I just... I just... I don't need the police, I need you." He cried out then sobbed. "Just you, hyung. Please just... I just need you here." He keeps crying and saying things and I can't understand anything because he's whining and mumbling and I'm getting crazy worried he won't be alive when I get there.

"Hyunie, calm down, okay?" I whisper. "Please breathe, take a deep breath and—"

He starts talking fast and mumbling and crying and sobbing and groaning and I can't understand shit, I'm freaking out. I start crying because I am so worried and this is so fucking stressful. My heart is beating in my ear and my hands are shaking, I am generally a calm person, I never thought I'd react like this to.

Suddenly the call ends. His phone probably ran out of battery. I get even more worried. What if his father showed up? What if he fainted? I need to get to him. So I start speeding, I drive as fast as I can, I drive faster and faster not just because I want to get to Kihyun quickly but because I am hoping the police will try to stop me and if they come for me, they can run after me to Kihyun's and find him there, if they do Kihyun can't be made because technically I won't be breaking my promise.