Dangerous Love - A Jung Hoseok story

05."Blackout"

Hana's pov

Who would want to shoot up a café? The tears began flowing out my eyes and I panicked. I don't want to die. Was it the same people that are trashing my place? Could somone be after me?

The bullets came in from the front of the café, that was made completely from glass. More bullets came rushing through, smashing the glass completly sending glass shards flying everywhere. There was a loud crashing sound and there was glass spread all over the floor.

I opend my eyes and saw Hoseok above me, he was the one who tackled me. "I'm so sorry about this, but I need you to trust me for once, again. Please." He whisperd quietly to me while looking me in my eyes.

Without thinking I frantically nodded my head. Maybe I might have been imagining it, but there was a genuine look in his eyes, a look that told my I coud trust him.

He rolled off of me and I rolled onto my stomach covering my ears and closing my eyes shut. I wish this can all end, and all of this is a dream, a nightmare. I sniffled and opened my eyes. Looking around with my head still low.

I saw all the guys that had come in today hiding behind tables with guns in their hands. All of them skilfully shooting towards the direction of the bullets. Is this why they carry guns?

I shrieked and turned my head away when a bullet when a bullet rushed just past my head and into the wooden floor next to me. I heard a grunt and looked up to where it came from and I saw one of the guys from the other table holding their arm.

They sank to sit behind the table he was previously kneeling behind. I noticed the blood oozing out from behind his hand as he grimaced. I felt my stomach churn with the sight of crimson.

Quickly moving his hand away from the wound, he took off his tie and put it around the arm with the wound. Pulling it tight with his teeth, the pressure causing more blood to spill out it quickly stopped. He looked so natural doing it like it isn't the first time.

I wimperd when more shots were fired close around me. I looked back at him to find him already looking at me. He looked away and took in a breath before picking up his gun and returning to his former position, shooting the gun as if nothing had happend.

"Hoseok, they're too many! We should fall back!" The instruction was loud enough to be heard through the barrage of bullets.

I had completly lost all emotional control over myself. I was a crying mess. Not only because we were being shot at, but because if I did make it out alive of here I wouldn't have anywhere to go to to cry myself to sleep. My place was completly trashed, and I didn't even know if Sunny was safe.

Why is all of this happening to me? My breathing was rapid and I wasn't sure what was going on, but I did know I could die here today.

"Even if we play dead they'll come back and actually shoot us."

"I wanna know who the fuck is shooting at us?" Another said, speaking for most of us I assume.

The café finally went silent when all the gunshots stopped. No one moved, and no one said anything. All that was heard was a heaving breaths and slight wimpering from the back of the resturant. I looked up from the ground to see if it was all over.

One of the guys I had served earlier began peeking his head out from behind his table. He quickly retorded and with a pale face called out, "Chopper!"

And then it started all over again, this time more loud, more bullets and more terrifying.

"We need to get the others out of here first! There's an opening through the back." I recognised the voice as the guy that had dragged me here not too long ago.