nightlife ● enhypen

at an arms length

》》Isis《《

I've decided to avoid the guys at all cost. I can't do anything about them knowing my identity but I figured that if I have minimal interactions with them there would be no reason for them to acknowledge my presence in the first place.

Heesung makes it a point to be at the Clubhouse everyday. He tips the biggest and is front and center for every dance but I decline every private dance he requests.

Whenever Jake races, I ask Gabby to start the race. I still congratulate the winner and do the payouts of the prizes but it's a lot less personal than it was before.

Avoiding Niki and JP was the easiest as I rarely say JP and only had a few encounters with Niki, since he stayed behind the turntable most of the night.

Sunoo, on the other hand, was the most difficult. I'm the closest to him and have known him the longest. Plus, I can't deny that my little crush that I've had for a little over two years is steadily growing.

Resisting the strong urge to show up at Belift was torture. But not going has made me realize that I haven't been fully sober in at least a year. Whether it was drugs or alcohol, I was always on something.

It's a little embarrassing really.

All the time where I'd sit with Sunoo during my "observation time" laughing and talking about the junkies that fiend over drugs, coming into the lounge everyday.

No wonder Sunoo doesn't like me back. I'm just like them.

"Alright bye dad! Bye Yeonjun!" I closed the door, climbing onto my bike. Today was one of the rare days when my dad didn't have to work. We had planned to hang out and watch movies all night but Gabbie called me and asked me to cover her race today.

I started my engine and drove towards the track in silence allowing my thoughts to run quiet. While approaching a red light, my phone began to ring. I fished it from my pocket and answered it, noticing it was an unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Isis, it's Jungwon!" An urgent voice answered. "Are you going to the race tonight?"

"Jungwon? Yeah. How did you get my number?"

"That's not that important right now! Listen, you need....race tonight."

"You're breaking up."

"Just...they're...after...Shit...connection...my way...Don't start!" Then the line went silent. My face held a confused look  as I placed my phone back into my pocket and the light turned green.

Well that was weird.

I thought about the call until I arrived later at the track. When I parked my bike I grabbed a neon green bandana and a black bandana from beneath the seat. Trudging along I want over to the check in to see all of the racers lined up.

Gabby couldn't have chosen a better day to call in because today was one of the bracket stages leading up to the largest racing event called the Grand Spin. Meaning that today there's supposed to be not one but four races taking place. One of them being SKZ v.s. Enhypen....Yay me!

The first race, Dream (neon green) versus Xikers (black) ended in an unexpected result of black's win by .8 seconds. Jeno threw a fit but he usually did whenever he lost anyways.

The next race was the dreaded race.

Jake pulled up to the start line followed by Jisung, SKZ's usual racer. I slowly mad my way between the cars, crouching down to their eye level and giving them the usual spiel.

"Misty." Jake said obviously surprised to see me here to start the race. I gave him a tight-lipped smile, crossing the start line to start the race.

I raised the bandanas above and dropped them swiftly to my sides, feeling the cars zip past.

"Misty!" I heard a loud voice over the roar of engines. I looked to find the owner of the voice, Jungwon, frantically waving his arms to me. Behind him was Sunoo, JP and Sunghoon also with concerned looks on their faces. This is rare, usually only Jake comes to races. "Misty! Come-"

Gunshots rang out causing chaos to pursue. I let out a scream quickly ducking to the ground. Looking over my shoulder, I see that the shots came from Jisung's car, obviously aiming for Jake's.

I stood up running over to both of the cars that now sat stagnant in the middle of their respective lanes.

"What the hell Jisung!" I yell approaching the car. "This is a grey zone you know that! You can't pull that shit here!" Jisung came out of his car still holding the gun with a smirk on his lips; I just give him a blank look.

"Out of the way princess, this is between us." The other SKZ and Enhypen members joined us on the track by now.

"Watch out Angel." Sunoo grabbed me and pushed me behind him as they came over and assessed the situation.

"So you know them, know them?" He asked directing his attention to me. Sunoo gripped onto me tighter, a fire lighting in his gaze.

"Stop it. You all look stupid for coming out here and causing a scene over a boundary." Jungwon said unimpressed.

"You know that it was ours we settled this months ago. You can't just reclaim it!" Chan, their leader argued.

"Pussy." JP scoffed.

"What did you just call me?" Hyunjin, the hot head of the group asked getting closer to him.

"You heard me. How did you shoot, with an open shot and not hit him? Either you're a bitch talking out of your ass or a pussy that can't shoot. Let's settle this like men shall we."

To my shock, the SKZ members–most likely due to their hurt pride– put their guns down and squared up with them. But the problem that arose now was that there was 8 of them and 5 Enhypen members. Not exactly a fair fight if you'd ask me.

"Last chance to back out, kids." JP provoked.

"Yeah, no chance."

Then all hell broke loose. Fists swinging, legs kicking, hair pulling, you name it. I had intended on joining in to help Enhypen seeing that they were the weaker link here but I couldn't even get a swing in before someone grabbed me from behind.

"What the fuck?! Let me go!" I tossed and turned in their arms trying to free myself. Shoving my arm back, I hit them in the side with my elbow causing them to drop me. I swiveled around to find Minho clutching his torso.

"Wanna go pretty girl?"

"Don't call me that." He stepped to me swinging first but I countered his every attack. I managed a couple of hits but other than that it was a game of who's blocks would fail them first. I swung my leg under his making him fall. Just as I was about to use him being down to my advantage, I felt someone push something into my side, volts of electricity sending shockwaves through my body.

Now tasing someone during a fist fight is definitely a pussy move.

My body tensed at the feeling and I screamed falling to the ground. The pain the most intense feeling I've ever experienced in my life.

"Misty!" Jake called out, witnessing the scene from his own fight.

Another pair of arms, who I assumed was Seungmin, grabbed me and carried me to a car. He hopped into the driver's seat starting the engine and speeding off.

"Fuck you." I said weakly before blacking out. Well, so much for keeping the boys at an arms length.