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Chapter 21: By a String

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*Sophie's POV*

We all followed the ambulance in JunHyung's Jeep which I had borrowed to get to the warehouse. My eyes were soaking wet from the tears that were still flowing down my cheeks, making it excessively difficult to see the road. How could this have happened? What had happened to her that made her decide to kidnap him and hold him hostage. Similar thoughts flooded my mind and started to cause a headache to form behind my eyes.

I was furious, as well as devastated. Words couldn't describe how angry and upset I was, I was so mad it felt like I could lift a mountain, but so sad it felt like nothing mattered. Still driving behind the ambulance I screamed at the top of my lungs and punched the centre of the steering wheel, the horn blaring loudly.

I punched it again and Yoseob, who was sat in the passenger seat,breached for my hand and grasped it tightly between his. He then placed a gentle kiss in the back if my hand, little droplets of salt water leaking from his puffy eyes. "It's okay Sophie, DongWoon is strong," he sobbed. Letting go of my hand and pressed the bandage the paramedics had given the lads to the back of his head over the gash.

I knew he was right, DongWoon is strong but I couldn't help but think about the blood that had poured uncontrollably from the deep stab wound on his side, and the blood that had spluttered from his mouth. It was all my fault. I parked in the hospital car park and let my head drop onto the steering wheel and cried into my sleeve.

If I'd have just moved off that table. If I'd have just stepped down instead if challenging her. Why did I have to hit her? Yes, she was being racist and that's one of my pet hates, but if I'd have left it this may never have happened.

"It's all my fault," I muttered into my arm.

"What?!" Gikwang yelled. "It's not your fault at all. She was just jealous of what you two have." He leaned forward and poke his head between the front seats. "You couldn't of done anymore than you did."

"Can we please discuss this inside, my head is banging and I'd like to get it checked over," HyunSeung groaned and we agreed with him stepping out and ran into the hospital. They all needed to get seen by a doctor.

We all ran up to the front desk and I blurted, "Where is DongWoon! He's just arrived!" The receptionist jumped out if her skin. She looked at her screen, typing away slowly on the keypad and I was getting extremely agitated. "Well?"

"Master Son has been taken into emergency theatre, he's lost pints of blood and may have a fever from an infection caught from the broken glass," the young nurse whispered quietly enough that me and the lads could hear but nobody else could. My heart was beating so quickly I though I was having a heart attack.

"When can we see him?" I gasped.

The young nurse shrugged her shoulders. "I'm afraid it depends on his condition and how the removal goes. But you should be able see him within a few hours if it goes well."

I turned around and Yoseob threw himself at me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. I hugged him back and rested my wad on his shoulder. "I'm scared," he mumbled into my hair. I just pulled him closer and hugged him tighter.

"We all are."

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It had been hours, I'd lost count how many had passed since we arrived at the hospital, but it felt like decades. Pacing about in front if the room DongWoon was in was all I had done so far. I'd never seen the guys look so vulnerable. They'd all taken it in turns to get their head checked out but it was nothing too serious. I hated not being able to do anything and my constant fidgeting was beginning to bug the guys.