Obsessed | Woosan FF

SIXTEEN

W O O Y O U N G

The male managed to buy a gun without being recognized and it would be quick to ask how that was even possible? You needed a form of identification and age to even purchase one and the answer was quite clear; Because the cashier was drunk and didn't realize who he was from his ID— to Wooyoungs luck.

His heart felt heavy because he knew he was selfish for what he was about to do. He knew thinking like this was bad enough and it'd just be better to let San go but he has came too far to let go of his love now— he could never.

The male was at a gas station before peeling out, not wanting anyone to notice him for being out too long. Driving back into the direction of his home, Wooyoung noticed a car following him not too long ago. After everything happening, he became so paranoid and high on alert which proved to come in handy as he lead the car down a path where no one would be.

After stopping his car, Wooyoung waited for their next move only to find them coming out of their car and towards his. He could have easily just turned on his car and left but he didn't, he needed to face this head on.

The latter got out of his vehicle and stood to look at him, Hongjoong. "Ah, you're finally showing yourself." Hongjoong scoffed, moving closer to Wooyoung who didn't back down from his stance. "Why would I be scared of coming out? I did no wrong." He spoke, his voice confident as Hongjoong was beginning to piss him off.

"Wooyoung, we've been friends for so long now. I know you. I know that your moms twisted fucking fantasies are deep in your head and you're following after her." Hongjoong said, crossing his arms over his chest as he peered down at the younger. "Your whole fucking bloodline disgusts me. You're nothing but a bunch of psychos." 

This did it. This tipped Wooyoung over edge as he gripped Hongjoong by the neck and shoved him harshly against his car. Pulling the gun swiftly from his pockets and holding it against the olders neck. "I already told you, i'm not a psycho." Boom.

I'm not a psycho, I did nothing wrong. It isn't wrong, I did nothing. Was all he could think to calm himself as Hongjoongs body slid down his car and on the ground. I'm not a psycho. I'm not. I'm not. I'm not.

Shaking his head. Wooyoung made his way back into his car as he turned it on and made his way out of the scene. He knew sooner or later the cops would catch up with him and this made it harder on him. He didn't want to lose San. He wanted San all to himself forever and ever. "I have to do it.." He mumbled to himself, his eyes staying straight ahead as he made his way home.

He wasn't in the right state of mind. His mind going back to Hongjoongs words and what his mom did in the past.

"It's okay, Woo. We're not kidnapping her. We're just taking what we want. It's not a bad thing." His mother told the the young boy who watched the kid struggle against the ropes. "Then why is she crying?" Wooyoung was nothing but 8 years of age as he witnessed his mom doing the illegal for the first time.

"She's just hungry, go get her some food. Hm?" She said softly, gently petting her child's hair as she ushered him up the stairs to fetch whatever came to mind.

"San, I'm home baby." Wooyoung hummed, walking into his house as he closed the door softly. He couldn't help but think of the only word to describe how he was feeling. Obsessed. He knew he held an obsession over San, he knew he was doing something terrible yet he couldn't bring himself to believe it. He didn't want to.

"I'm sorry.. I can't help you escape. Mom says she's doing nothing wrong and that you're being a big baby." The young boy said to the girl who was crying for her life. Wooyoung could see the sacredness in her eyes, he knew his mom was doing something wrong yet he couldn't bring himself to believe it.

"Woo honey? You're back from school?" He heard his moms voice from on top of the basement stairs. "Yea mom!" He replied, standing up straight as he heard his mom topple down the stairs. "Go back upstairs. I'll come help you with your homework in a minute." She said softly, a soft smile on her lips yet Wooyoung didn't see that. He only saw the butcher knife his mom was holding behind her back slightly.

"Yes mom, i'll wait for you." The child said before racing up the stairs and closing the door. He knew what his mom was doing and he knew it was wrong. The screams and cries of the young girl filling the house as Wooyoung did nothing but work on his math homework. His mom was doing no wrong, it was the girls fault for being a crybaby about it.

"Wooyoung.. why do you have a gun?" San voice could be heard, bringing him back to reality. Watching as Sans eyes faltered. He looked .. scared.  Yet Wooyoung didn't care, he only had to do what he needed and then finally they could be together without any interruptions. "Baby, come here. Let me tell you a story about my mom."

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a / n : the end is near !! i hope you all are doing okay <3