Boxer ~MinChan~

Chan POV

Warning!!!! This is a very heavy chapter! And all honesty it took everything out me to write, I wasn't going to but the story line made more sense if I did. Im sorry, you can skip this whole chapter if you want to.

    Sitting there in the courtroom, I tried to focus on Minho's scent, the only thing keeping me calm.

     "It will be okay." Jongho said, patting my shoulder, nodding my head, as the door opened. He walked in with a smirk on his face, but soon dropped guessing he smelt Minho. Good, fuck him. The police officer stood in the back, no words were said until, "Who the fuck do you think you are? Wearing an alpha's scent when your mate is right here." He spit at me, "An un mated omega as of today, that's who the fuck I am. Wearing my boyfriends scent proudly, that's who the fuck I am. This ends today, you will be thrown in jail for the rest of your life for what you did to me, my son and that poor omega. You will never see my son again, ever." I said, standing up for myself, before he could jump up to grab me, the officer shocked him.

    "You are worthless." He said quietly, "Let's begin." His attorney said, nodding my head as Jongho started.

    Everything was going great, I won the case.

      "There is a final trial for your ex, he may get the death sentence." Jongho spoke to me in my ear, I nod my head, "Can I have a word with Chan?" He said, we all looked at him, "Alone." He spoke with force, "No." I said, as I was about to leave with Jongho, until I was grabbed. His breath was by my neck, before the officer could do anything, he punched the officer, knocking him out. The hairs on my body stood up, no, please, no.

     "You better leave, or I will kill you." Attorney Won ran out the door, I heard him yelling, I looked Jongho in the eyes, "Help." I said, as he stepped closer, I heard the blood crudely screams. I couldn't look, I couldn't, my stomach was in my throat.

     What happened next, will forever haunt me, I won the case, but I still lost every battle. When the police showed up, the only clothing not ripped was Minho's hoodie that now was ruined with his scent.

      I sat in the er, what felt like forever, was done. The officers talked to me, telling me Jongho was going to be okay. My ex will no longer have a trial, but will be sentenced to death. After everything, I stood in the middle of the hallway, the doctors gave me a plan b to just be sure.

      "It may mess up your heats for the next two months, but let me know if anything is wrong and or pops up." He said with a smile, that pissed me off.

     Standing there, I pulled out my phone, calling Minho. I didn't even know I was crying, until I tasted the saltiness of the tears. Once I got the location, I looked at the police officers, making sure it was okay to leave. Getting the nod, I walked to my car, that an officer drove me in. The drive felt long, I need to see the boys.

      Pulling up to the park, wearing extra clothes from the hospital. Minho's hoodie is in an evidence bag, and I don't think him or I, would ever want it back. Walking up, I saw Jiseok, "Mommy!" He full on ran to me, but stopped midway, then ran to Minho, saying something to Minho. My hands started to shake, Minho got closer with the boys, and I read every emotion on his face.

     "Boys, please go play, while I talk to mommy, okay?" They nodded their heads, as Minho sat Jiseok down. He looked at me with a sad face, before Junnie took him to the play ground.

     "I'm sorry." I said to Minho.

      "Why are you sorry? I should be sorry, because I will probably go to jail for killing him." "Minho." "Who the fuck does he think he is! He laid his hands on my omega! Touched my omega. He will rot in hell. How dare he touch you. How dare he hurt you once again, I should have went with you." Minho went off, he looked so angry, I reached out to grab his hand, "Minho." He stopped and looked at me, "Can you hold me?" He didn't even need to be asked twice as he pulled me in close and I cried. I cried for what felt like hours, but I cried only for a few minutes. I felt my legs give out, unable to hold myself up, "It's okay. I got you." Minho said as he held me up, I was having a panic attack on top of a breakdown.

       Minho didn't say anything unless it was words of encouragement, he just held me, rubbing my back, and just holding me. Putting my head in his neck, I scented him, I needed his scent. I needed to feel close to him, my safety zone. Minho hugged me tighter, "I got you, I promise I will protect you and Jiseok. Let's head home." He went to let go, but I held him tight, "I'll be back, I have to get the boys and clean up. I promise, I'll be back." He looked up at me, I didn't want to leave his arms.