Webbed Up Hearts // WooSan

XII - Mother...

June 21
Unknown Rooftop - 03:00

I don't know for how long I sat there, openly bawling in my soulmate's arms. Everything was blurry, fuzzy, and muffled right now, and his arms were very comforting in this moment. The only sound I was able to separate from the others was his voice.

"W-Why such an awful reaction? Do you know who lives there? Do you know them personally? S-"

"I LIVE THERE!" I cried out, clutching onto his shirt desperately. "That's my house and my mom was inside sleeping!" Now I roughly shoved him aside and clumsily made my way to the edge of the roof, looking down at the smoke-filled scene below us.

My brain feels so foggy...

My tears freely streamed down my face, falling down only to evaporate from the intense heat of the fire, which reflected in my eyes. Somehow, through my tear coated lashes, I spotted the small figure of Yeosang. He was frantically whipping his head around and also trying to get peaks at the front door of my house and that's when I realized that my mother was still inside the house.

"She's still inside..." I whispered out in horror.

'Without her fucking boyfriend, too.'

"What?" My soulmate questioned.

"SHE'S STILL INSIDE!"

Without wasting another second, I bolted to the side of the rooftop and didn't process how my suit was now over my body and I held my soulmate close to my side while dropping us to the ground with a web.

I think by the moment my feet touched the ground, my suit was gone again and I was already running towards my house. My feet brought me to Yeosang and I crashed into him, grabbing onto him tightly.

"Y-Yeosang-"

"Wooyoung..." He breathed out.

He placed his hands on my arms and turned me away from the fire. I buried my face in his chest for a long time, listening to everything around me yet also listening to nothing at all.

Only Yeosang's anxious breathing and rapid heartbeat. Mine wasn't much different then his, my heart beating frantically against my ribcage so hard I thought it might burst, along with my lungs from how ragged my breathing was.

I hadn't realized how spaced out I was until a pained gasp from my best friend brought me back to reality.

I think I tore my throat apart with the scream that escaped my lips. It lasted a few seconds and only got worse as more smoke burst through the open front door, fading away to reveal a couple firemen and a limp body I recognized all too well.

Because there, in the arms of a fireman, was the woman who gave me life and raised me from day one.

"N-n-no... MOM! NO-" Many more arms wrapped around me, keeping me away from her. "THAT'S MY MOM! LET ME SEE HER!" I cried out desperately, trying to fight the arms around me.

I watched, terrified, as they laid my mom out on a stretcher and brought her towards the ambulance.

'Mom... You're the only family I have left, please don't go!'

I struggled some more, desperate to be near my mom, to make sure her heart was still beating myself. The arms, which I found out belonged to many police officers, eventually threw me back and I collided with a firm chest, arms wrapping around me comfortingly.

"Wooyoung!"

That's Yeosang's voice.

He continued to speak to me but I couldn't listen. My subconscious was sucked into the sounds of the flames tickling the wood and furniture in our house, the sounds of firemen and police officers shouting orders and running around, the sight of my house collapsing in on itself from its newfound lack of a structural base.

I could practically feel the flames burning my skin from here and I knew I should back away but I couldn't. And I knew Yeosang was also telling me to back away and breathe but, again, I couldn't.

My body wasn't responding to the signals my fogged up brain was sending, so I just stood there, letting Yeo drag me around.

I barely even heard his voice when he started talking.

"Y-Your soulmark - your soulbond. W-Wooyoung, you found him!"

"Yeah... I did..." I muttered blankly, dazed.

I barely registered the new pair of arms around me. A bit of my senses came back then, not a lot, but enough to realize the arms belonged to Changbin and Yeonjun.

'When did they get here?'

How did they know? Was the other question on my mind.

I slowly looked up and saw news reporters.

'Of course, the news.'

When I looked higher, I saw a news helicopter circling around the sky.

'A helicopter? Cool.'

Yeosang's voice penetrated my thoughts again. "Wooyoung, isn't that her boyfriend's car?"

My eyes shifted and landed on a white car that was slowly pulling up to the scene, as if it had a mind of its own and was reluctant to do so. It stayed still for what felt like minutes but were only seconds, until a man swiftly exited from the driver's side.

And that man was, indeed, my mother's boyfriend.

Now, I'm not sure how to describe it, but the feeling of rage that entered my bones when I laid eyes on him was nothing of the sort I've ever felt before. No, what I felt now was far, far beyond what rage was made out to be. This feeling filled my entire being, from my veins to my bones to every single part of my body. It was the only thing my brain could focus on in that moment.

And it was more terrifying than any villain I've ever faced.

"You mother. FUCKING. BASTARD!"

Not quite sure what came over me, I just knew I wanted to kill this bitch.

For many, many reasons.

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sooo...

if any of y'all hoped for the boyfriend to be a good person,
get ready to be disappointed (I thought he'd be good, too, but that didn't happen- rip-)

sososos sorry for the late update !! :( I started schooling yesterday (╥﹏╥)