Sasaeng Sister [In big roles: Sunghoon, Lee Know, skz, Ateez, Jungkook]

Chapter 14

The last chapter was kind of short, so I decided to double post again.

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Running steps and shouts reverberated in the hallway. The noise made it seem like the kidnappers were everywhere, all at once, although I didn't see them yet.

"Come on! Push it," I said to Yeosang, who had frozen in place.

He came to his senses and helped me open the door to the room where the last four idols were held captive.

Mingi, Han, Seonghwa, and Minho stared at us in panic.

Once they realized we weren't kidnappers, their jaws slacked.

"What's going on? What happened?" Seonghwa asked.

Minho rushed to me. He had never hugged me before, but now he squeezed me tight.

"You are okay. You're not hurt?"

I gripped his shirt, subconsciously drawing him toward the door because we really needed to go. He didn't expect me to pull him forward, so our embrace turned into a mess. We stumbled, arms and legs tangled.

"They are coming. Minho, they are coming", I whispered.

I was so frightened that my vocabulary had shrunk. These words were the only ones making sense right now. Soon even that sentence became a meaningless string of sounds because I repeated it over and over again.

Minho pressed his hands on my shoulders.

"Okay, we are going now. Don't panic."

How could I not panic when the kidnappers were running to us as we spoke and Hongjoong stalled our escape? He went to shake hands with Han, tapping Mingi and Seonghwa on their chests as he passed them. He behaved as if there were no worries in this world. I panicked even more when I remembered that the kidnappers had brought yellow and red bottles to the room of four, too, which meant that one of them had drunk the same thing as Hongjoong.

It might have been Han. His eyes drooped. However, that wasn't the most concerning thing about him. His clothes had bloodstains, and he hissed in pain when Hongjoong shook his hand. There was a puncture wound on his palm. I gasped as I realized that a dart had pierced through it.

Seonghwa's trousers were also a little bloody, but he seemed okay. He was the first to move.

"Let's go!" he commanded, leading people toward the door.

He even guided me, pressing a hand on my back.

"Come on, Filina, Minho."

I smelled a hint of alcohol on his breath. Had he really drunk the same thing as Changbin? That man had seen double, whereas Seonghwa had merely turned into a kindergarten aunty.

"Hongjoong, take my hand if you can't go in the right direction on your own," Seonghwa said, dragging his captain out of the room.

It was not completely a good thing that Seonghwa took control of the situation because he did everything without thinking. He led everyone farther away from the exit.

Yeosang ran behind them in the hallway, waving his hand.

"Not there! Not there! That's the wrong way!" he whisper-shouted.

I pressed Yeosang's hand down when I caught up to him because I realized that Seonghwa's mistake could turn into a blessing.

"Actually, that way is better. We can go out through a bathroom window," I said.