Would you kill for me? (Wooyoung X Ateez)

Chapter 4

~Seonghwa~

12:45 am Wednesday

 His eyes began fluttering and I immediately stood up as his eyes opened. Before I could do anything, the ventilator began beeping. and next thing I know doctors and nurses are surrounding him and pushing me out of the way as their yelling medical terms I don't understand. I was brought out to the hallway. And I didn't know what was going on everything happened so fast. I fell up against the wall as I looked across the hall to see Wooyoung's room. I just starred at it until I could feel the endless stream of tears running down my face. Not even five minutes later the others came over. "What happened?!" "What's going on!?" They kept asking questions, but I had no words. As they kept asking my tears got faster. Mingi pulled me into his chest as Hongjoong began running his hands through my hair. "Hey it's okay" Hongjoong tried to comfort me. "H-he....he opened his eyes" I stuttered "His e-e-eyes opened t-then he stopped" I tried to gather my words and continue but my tears were making it harder to think. "He stopped breathing" I finally managed to get it out. They all looked shocked but they looked as if they were trying to keep it together. After about five minutes the doctor walked out. "Are you here for Jung Wooyoung?" He asked "Yes" Hongjoong quickly answered "Mr. Jung woke up from his coma and the his heart stopped luckily we got his heart beating and he is out of his coma, for the next few hours due to his concussion he will be sensitive to sound and lights, and for a while he will be in pain and discomfort. Also if the pain gets worse notify a nurse right away since he is still in critical condition and his body incuding his organs are very fragile right now." The doctor finished and gave us a warm smile before walking away. Seconds after all the nurses and doctors that were still in the room quickly left. Mingi and Hongjoong helped me stand up straight and fix myself before we all walked into Wooyoung's room. I took a breath as we walked into the room. Wooyoung's eyes were half open as he looked very tired, he was clutching his stomach. "Woo!" Mingi whispered with pure joy in his voice. His eyes widened as he heard that "Mingi!" He said tiredly. We all went over hugging him and giving him a quick kiss. "We're so sorry Woo" I stated as I put my head down. "What happened, why were they asking me things about you guys, why did they tell me they were going to kill you all" Wooyoung said as his eyes became glossy "They said they killed you" Woo stuttered as he looked at Mingi. "Woo, we're so sorry, we were part of a Mafia, we own it actually" San said as he looked at his feet. "That's why those people did this! why didn't you tell me!" Wooyoung was now crying as all of us were speechless. What were we to say. "Were sorry Woo, we wanted to protect you we didn't want you to have to be involved in any of this" Jongho quietly said. As the next few hours passed we explained everything to Wooyoung as Wooyoung then explained everything that happened to him.

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~San~ 

3:04 am Wednesday

Wooyoung was now asleep and so were most of the others. I just couldn't close my eyes not when that dick was still alive.  Hongjoong wanted us to wait to do anything till later today that way we all could be there. But there was no way I could sleep knowing he was still alive. I moved myself so I was now laying down on the couch and I rested my head on Yunho's lap. I laid there for a moment as I was trying to forget everything. After a few minutes I started to hear whimpers and moving coming from Wooyoung so I quickly turned to see what was going on. I saw Wooyoung sitting up panting with tears heavily flowing down his face. I quickly ran over to him. "What's wrong, darling?" I questioned as I took his hand in mine and gently rubbing circles into the back of his hand. "I-I felt it a-all again" He shivered. "I s-saw it and felt i-it all over again" His voice got panicked as he kept going on. "Hey, hey I'm right here ok you're not there anymore." I tried to calm him, but he still seemed to be scared. He was sitting with his knees close to his chest. "Hey, Woo were here to protect you, no one will ever hurt you again" I whispered to him as I wiped the tears from his cheek. "Okay" he stuttered as he looked me in the eyes. We just starred at each other for a while before he finally laid back down to sleep. I looked around the room to see if someone else was awake but no one was. I mean Mingi looked awake but like he was trying to sleep, he had his headphones on and everything and the last thing I wanted to do was disturb him any further than his thoughts probably were. I walked back over to the couch and laid back down. Only if I could go kill him right now. I wished that I could but I knew it was wrong, the others deserved to kill him as well and I knew Hongjoong would want to question him before killing him. Also, if anyone deserved to kill him it was Mingi and Wooyoung, but realistically only one of them would actually do it. I closed my eyes and they immediately sprung back open. Every time I tried to sleep, I saw him, I saw his lifeless looking body, barely breathing. He was naked and bruised and his body was bright red from burns. His whole torso was covered almost completely in bruises and one large burn on his back. His arms and legs had cuts and burns everywhere. He was just lying there on the dirty old mattress. He was sprawled out as if he was being posed like a doll just minutes before. The bed had blood or what I assumed was his blood seeping into the mattress. I took a breath as I tried to erase the image from my head. I felt horrible that I couldn't protect him, I couldn't imagine how Mingi felt. Mingi hadn't told us too much just that he heard Woo scream for at least an hour if not more. But that's all he would tell us, and we hadn't had any time to ask him about it any further. I clenched my fist as my mind began wandering back to that man. Back to the man whose name I didn't even know. All I did know was that he took my husbands and nearly killed one of them. I hated and loved being in this type of business. On one hand everything I love could just get taken away from me at any second all because I'm in this business to begin with. On the other hand, I could practically do whatever I wanted, cause people wouldn't dare tell someone who could easily kill them not to do something, even the fucking cops were scared of us. I loved the power, respect and the fear I put into people's eyes just by walking by. Not everyone knew I was in the business, but they did know I owned a multimillion-dollar company, and in this world if you have enough money laws don't apply to you. Although it was unfair and even cruel, it often worked in my favor, kept the cops far away from me and the others and kept other threats away as well. I took a breathe before getting up, planting a kiss on Wooyoung's forehead before walking out of the room and to the elevator. I hoped the others were okay, although I was just with them, they weren't really the kind of people who talked openly and freely about how they were feeling. Especially in stressful situations. It was already a challenge to get most of them to explain to us how they felt me being included. But when it came to stressful situations it might as well be the same as talking to a brick wall. I made it to the first floor and walked out of the double doors and just began walking. I was stressed and I needed to walk and stop thinking, but it felt as if my mind had other plans. This whole situation had been fucking with all of us, especially Mingi and Hongjoong. Hongjoong had felt like he failed all of us and felt as if he wasn't deserving of us or his position in our company. Because he felt that if he couldn't keep two of us safe how was he supposed to run and protect a whole company and protect all of us. And Mingi was barely getting by, it hadn't even been a full day since it had happened, and he was hardly coping with any of it. Mingi hadn't had the greatest childhood, his father owned a large company similar to ours. His father had abused him and his mother until one day he just left them, but his mother had no job and nowhere to go so he lived on the streets with her until she had got them into a homeless shelter where she had met a man and shortly after they got there, they left to go move in with him. From there his mother started using drugs and she and soon after her and her boyfriend began getting violent with Mingi until his mother died two years later and he was put in foster care, and that's where he stayed until he was eighteen. And during his childhood he told us that he felt helpless every day and he hated that feeling and would rather die than feel like that again. And I felt bad he felt like that again and I was scared that he might go downhill from here. But he seemed a little better now that we knew Wooyoung was okay. I took in the fresh air as I continued walking through the cold, crisp, relaxing, autumn air. I started thinking about Wooyoung, how was he going to perform, how was he going to model, or do any of the things he enjoyed. Would he be able to perform after this? Tears started running down my face as it felts as if my whole life was just falling apart.