Fall From Grace | ENHYPEN

VIII

"So what's the plan?" Tyrron expected that somehow, the men had compromised a plan

"What plan?" Yyan looked at him, confused.

"What do you mean 'what plan'? Do you expect me to hide these kids here til they're dead?" Tyrron deadpanned, pointing at the 7 boys looking at him innocently

"You're just a year older, not a decade. Plus I haven't thought far out of this part yet" The wounded man frustratedly rolled his eyes in annoyance

Of course, Yyan Alexandre does not have a plan. He isn't much of a thinker, after all

"That's it. Leave, now. Up up up up" Tyrron shoo-ed the 7 men away with his left hand, making them stand awkwardly like a child brought in a principal's office

They all look so lost like an abandoned puppy, specially the youngest of the seven, Jaxen.

Tyrron looked away when he saw the confused eyes of the boy. Those pair of eyes are what he should avoid the most

"But you said you'll tell us about your connection to my family" Jaxen spoke softly, fiddling with his fingers behind his back, eyes locked to the man wincing as he bandages his wounds

Hendryx even offered his help but Tyrron just slapped his hands away stubbornly saying he can do it himself. 

Yyan sighed before speaking. "He used to be a hitman for Hawthorne. Specialty in sniping." he looked away, not wanting to see the colors drain in Jaxen's face. He know that face so well. After all, he embodies the word 'disappointment'.

"I never asked you to tell my story" Tyrron hissed

"What? You said you'll tell them, then now you're keeping the information to yourself. Make up your mind, Tyrron Scorpius" Yyan scolded the man

"He's right. They need to know. After all, they're now involved whether they like it or not" Hendryx spoke softly, not wanting to annoy the man more than he already is

With this, Tyrron sighed. "Fine. But you'll have to leave after this" He negotiated

"You know damn well these kids are dead the moment they step out, Tyrron! Have some fucking mercy!" Yyan stood up. His towering height sent shivers down their spines but Tyrron remained silent, looking at the man in front of him with anger, resentment, and betrayal

"Hey don't fight in front of them. Bring this matter outside" Hendryx also stood up, tugging Yyan's shirt

"And why would I listen to you?" Tyrron spat in anger, his eyes throwing daggers at the younger man's way

"Let's go, Scorpius." Yyan turned his back, leaving the room followed by Hendryx. Tyrron had no choice but to follow the man

The room remained silent when the three left. The silence was too loud for their liking

No one spoke, all are wary of their surroundings. Each of them were on their feet, ready to flee once danger comes knocking again

"So.." Cozen spoke first, breaking the heavy tension

"Are we gonna talk about the elephant in the room?" He continued.

Still, no one talked

"You know, the whole Hawthorne, Philistine and Amerryllis bullshit. Are we gonna address our situation?" Cozen asked once again. He is desperate for the six to talk, he needs them to say their thoughts about what's happening right now

"Are we... Ghosts?" Ytriel finally talked making Cozen sigh

"It looks like it" Theon also spoke. The atmosphere around them shifted making it easier for them to move around