Cinderella (Seventeen)

Snow White and the Prince

Chapter Nine

*DK's POV*

We all watched her getting laid on a gurney and rushed into a different room. A bright room. Why did she leave, on her own? I mean, yeah it was awkward before, with Wonwoo hyung walking in, but I can't deny what I'm feeling, can I?

Obviously she doesn't like me. Or anyone  of that matter. How can she? How could she even trust us, when there's hardly any trust been given to her in the past. 

"Sir, you can't have that animal in here, I'm sorry," a nurse came up to me, as I was holding Chewy's leash. 

"That's no way to talk of the Maknae," Seungkwan tried to lighten up the mood, but soon realised it was a bad idea. 

"I'll go wait outside," I stood up, but Chewy didn't move. "Come on boy." I whispered softly, but all he did was whine at the door, and rub his nose against it. 

"He's protective over her, he won't leave until he know's she's safe," S Coups hyung told the nurse. 

"None of us will leave until we know she is safe," Jeonghan followed. The nurse bit her lip and looked around. 

"You can't all stay outside here. Go to the private waiting room, just down the hall, no one will bother you there," she pointed us in the direction. 

"Thank you Noona," Seungkwan smiled again. She smiled and nodded, and left to her duties. 

"Come on boy," I pulled on him gently, but she still didn't budge. In sort of dog language, he growled and whined at the same time.

"I'll sit here with him," Wonwoo took the leash, sitting again. How can he get close to her? 

"Uh, we have a problem...." Hansol turned, and side eyed the next hallway. Looking where he was looking, I just gulped, seeing Wonwoo hyung look past too. 

And damn, did he look pissed. 

*Wonwoo's POV*

Following Hansol's line of sight, I just wanted to rip his throat out. Is that too dramatic? Not really. It's what he deserved. It's what they all deserve. 

"Hold this," handing the leash to Dino, I stood and walked over. He looked up, and saw us. "What the fuck do you think," I began, but shook my head. "I don't even have the words to express how pissed off I am at your existence." 

"Excuse me?" He shot back, stroking the devil child's hair. The mother was avoiding eye contact. 

"You think that small bruise, which every 8 year old get's because you know, they're 8 and bump their heads all the time, is more important than 3 fucking stab wounds?" Mingyu joined my side, knowing that sometimes my anger can take over. 

"I don't know who you're talking about?" He raised his brow, looking down at devil child.

"Your daughter. You know. Hyolyn?" I saw him jerk and look away. "You are unbelievable." I laughed, shaking my head, when he stood. 

"You don't know what she has done. For all we know, Kara could have hit her head that hard because of Hyolyn that she could have memory loss," he looked to her as she looked around, wiping her eyes. 

"You," I pointed to her. We all know she's a little shit. "Do you know how you got that bump on your head?" 

"Hyolyn pushed me," she cried. Scoffing, I turned back to her dad. 

"Don't act so fucking ignorant. I know what you have been doing to her. Don't even try to deny it," he gulped. "I told her that I would protect her, but she kept going back to you. Because she loved you. Because you are her fucking father." I spat.