Chapter 6

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*Physical Abuse*

Seungmin P.O.V

I never did get a chance to explain to Chan how my father actually died. Later that night, someone attacked us. The next morning, we woke up in a hotel room. Chan was pacing. I sat up and ran my hands through my hair.

"Hyung, what did you do?" He stopped and looked at me. His eyes were almost black.

"What the hell do you mean? What I did? We got shot at last night and are now on the run but you're asking me what I did?" I stood up and huffed at his words.

"Yes, Hyung. What the hell did you do? I need to know." His voice rose as he spoke more.

"I didn't do anything."

"Chan, right now is not the time to lie to me. Please tell me what you did. That man that is after us is not a hothead. He had a reason for what he did." Chan raised a brow.

"Did you just call me Chan?" Shivers went down my neck at his dark words.

"I'm sorry. I just-" I couldn't finish my words. In the blink of an eye, I was slammed against the wall and his hand was around my neck. His eyes were black by then. My voice came out in a whisper. "Hyung." His eyes cleared and he let go of me.

"I'm sorry." I shook my head.

"It's okay. I really need to know what happened." Chan backed away a few feet and sat down on the ground.

"I had someone look into it because I was worried about you. I didn't realize this would happen." I walked over to him and sat down.

"It's okay. Well, it's not but right now it has to be." He looked up at me.

"Who was that guy?" I sighed.

"Someone who wants me dead. He's wanted me dead since he murdered my dad."

"That guy murdered your dad?" I nodded. "Why didn't you tell me that?"

"Because I knew if you did, you'd go snooping. I knew he'd come after you. Now, we're in a hotel and scared for our lives. Thanks."

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for calling you Chan."

"I'm sorry for hurting you." My hand involuntarily slid to my neck. It was sore."

"It's okay."

"I promised that I'd never do it again."

"Hyung, I'm not mad. Really." He looked away.

"What do we do now?"

"We need to get out of here first. He's going to find me. He always has." Chan nodded with a frown.

"Let's go find another hotel and call our manager. He needs to know what's happening."

"Okay."

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Thanks for reading this chapter. :)

-Thea

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