Would you kill for me? (Wooyoung X Ateez)

Chapter 9

~Seonghwa~ 

9:25 pm Wednesday

I stood there as Yunho bent down picking Mingi up. Mingi looked fucking crazy, he was sat with blood dripping down from his head as he had the biggest fucking smile plastered on his face. Did he do this on purpose? Why the fuck would he do this? I had so many questions. Yunho carried Mingi to the elevator as everyone, but Hongjoong was freaking out. "Why the fuck would he do this" Yeosang barked "What the fuck happened" Jongho growled "Is he fucking losing it" San groaned. We all once again crowed in the elevator as the tension in the room grew higher. Finally, the elevator reached the lobby and we all rushed out. Although it didn't exactly seem as if we were all worried, we were all so fucking scared, I could tell that it wasn't just me since all of them were dead silent and although the little words they did say sounded angry their faces said otherwise. We all packed into the cars. I got in the driver's seat as Yunho gently placed Mingi in the backseat as he sat next to him. San quickly hoped in the front seat, and we quickly began driving. I had no idea what to say or do all I could do was drive but I felt as if something needed to be said. My mind was a mess as it was racing jumping from one thought to another it felt so difficult to focus on driving, but I had too I had to get Mingi to the hospital. All of a sudden, I remembered Wooyoung. Fuck! What were we going to tell Wooyoung. I looked back to see Mingi slumped over in the seat blood running down his face as his delusional smile had somewhat faded from his face. His clothes were bloody, and he looked like a complete wreck. After five minutes we arrived at the hospital and before I could even step out of the car Yunho had already rushed Mingi inside. I looked at San who looked worried "He'll be fine" I reassured as I was almost sure he would just need some stiches and was almost certain he just had a concussion. "I know but all of this fucked him up really bad" San sighed "He seems worse than Wooyoung" San groaned as he moved his head to his palms. I was scared for Mingi. He had been spiraling and was completely losing it. I kind of wondered if maybe his past trauma was maybe making it harder to get through all of this bullshit. I opened my door and looked to San "We should go in" I said as I looked to see the others walking in. San nodded as he opened his door and stepped out, I got out of the car locking it before walking with San inside. We quickly went up to the others who were crowded around the reception. Before we could even start listening to what the lady was saying the quickly began walking towards a bed that had a curtain surrounding it. It took them a second before realizing we were there. "Oh, hey" Hongjoong greeted giving us a small smile. Not much was said as we walked up to the bed. We walked into the makeshift room to see Yunho standing by a bed as Mingi laid there somewhat conscious as the bleeding had stopped and there was now a bandage on the wound. "They said he has a concussion and needs stiches" Yunho blurted out. I was relieved that he was not seriously injured and a little proud that I had totally predicted it "Did he get the stiches yet?" Jongho asked "No the doctor will be back soon to do them" Yunho answered and he squeezed Mingi's hand. Mingi's eyes were half open, and he looked tired as fuck. Mingi looked a little more put together but was still as much as a mess as he was before. "What are we going to do he can't keep doing shit like this" Yeosang stated. We all knew he was right but what were we to do. Put him in a mental hospital? We didn't have many options on what we could do for him "I know but what are we going to do?" San chimed in "I know yeosang but we have no options we just have to get him to talk to us" Hongjoong firmly stated as he knew the only other option was a mental hospital and Mingi wasn't that crazy. "I know it's just I can't watch him do this shit to himself, he literally hasn't eaten or slept properly for the last three days, and he literally bashed his head into a wall" Yeosang sighed. I understood where he was coming from none of us wanted to watch Mingi fall apart like this but maybe he needed to break down and fall apart before he could be happy again before he could be himself again. We all went silent as I could tell everyone was thinking the same as Yeosang. I looked at Mingi and just hoped their was a good reason behind him bashing his fucking head in to a wall. But was there really any good reason to bash your head in to a wall? "Fuck what about Wooyoung" Yunho reminded "Fuck, well were here so one of us should go fill him in" I suggested. I looked down hoping that everyone would forget that I was here and not have me go tell Wooyoung. Jongho sighed "I'll do it" he squeaked everyone nodded as I could see everyone else was just as relived as I was to find out they wouldn't have to go tell Wooyoung. Don't get me wrong I would love to go hug and cuddle Wooyoung but none of us wanted to go tell him that Mingi bashed his had in to a wall because who would want to tell anyone that. I watched as Jongho walked out of the makeshift room and walked down the long hallway navigating his way to the elevator.