Torn apart | S. Manjirou

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"Y/n?"

I turned my head to the person, saying my name. Never have i ever wanted to leave this room as quick as possible.

"Fuck you and your everything," I smiled at him, kicking the woman in stomach, making my way to the exit.

"Don't let her go, catch her!" He ordered to his men.

I cursed under my breath, running out of the club. My vision was getting blurrier, of course, alcohol, fever, bloody palm and feet wouldn't do good for me right now. "Wait up, Y/n!" He shouted, bumping into people.

I left the club, running to the random direction.

Meanwhile, Bonten's executives were out in town hanging out. "Hey, isn't that Aruna?" Ran stood up from his seat, pointing at the sprinting woman.

"Bro, stop fucking calling her Aruna, her name's Y/n. That one Y/n who Mikey loves more than anything." Rindou scoffed, watching her get chased by some men.

"Finally that bitch is gonna die. I heard they fucked or something." Sanzu laughed, spreading his legs on the chair.

"Isn't she running away from boss? Let's catch her and do something fun, i'm bored anyway." Ran said, waving at his colleagues to join him. In the end, they had no choice but to agree.

"Fuck, I'm gonna pass out any time soon." I clicked my tongue, panting over my jog. I waved my hand at the road, hoping to stop some car, and eventually, one of them stopped.

It was a luxurious car.

The doors of backseat opened, and I quickly got in, not even looking at the driver or passengers, just closing my eyes in relief.

"Ooh, babe, you've got some explaining to do~" The familiar voice chuckled, making my heart sink.

My head flashed to the side, seeing an annoying figure, no even two, no even three. "Fuck, it was a nice trap!" I mentally slapped myself, punishing for my stupidity.

"What happened to your feet and palm? Did you fight someone?" Ran asked, caressing my cheek.

"Piss off," I spat out, closing my eyes. I needed to sleep, I needed time for myself. He just sighed, dialing someone on the phone.

"Yes, Boss, we found her." He said, patting my head. "We are on our way to the office, let's meet up at the entrance."

I gritted my teeth, thinking of a new plan. Theoretically, I could open the door and jump out of the car, but there was a high chance of me dying. I decided to run away as soon as we get to the building.

A few minutes passed, Ran treated the wound on my palm. Surprisingly, he was really gentle. He even gave me some shoes, wonder how many they've got in their cars. Rindou wasn't even looking at me, I figured that he was still mad at me.

"We're here." Sanzu announced, grabbing his stuff from the front seat. Ran grabbed my shoulder, helping me get out. As soon as I left the car, I spotted gloomy Mikey standing there. I panicked, thinking of new escape routes.

To my luck there were a few correspondents almost suffocating us with their questions, cameras and microphones. I took it as my chance and started running away again. Thankfully, it took them some time to realize that I was already gone.