Mission failed (Choi Seung-hyun fanfic)

~ Where is Annabelle? ~

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I don't even know how to excuse myself for not updating sooner, I'm a disgrace. T.T I hope you all can forgive me! <3
Anyway, I really got tired of the whole getting caught, tortured and then escape thing so I kinda tried to 'avoid' it in this part. So enjoy the next chapter (with a different point of view again) and comment and vote please!! :))

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SEUNG-HYUN POV

As soon as I heard the back doors close I stepped on the gas pedal and the car ran forward. I took a sharp left towards the exit and soon enough we were outside the building and driving away. I expected cars to come chasing after us in a few minutes but I wasn't too concerned, the worst part was over. "That's the second time we escaped them." Youngbae stated and started laughing, soon enough I was laughing with him. Honestly I had no idea that escaping was even possible considering all we knew about the Organization. We laughed for a few minutes when I realized Youngbae and I were the only ones laughing, and that the Organization still didn't catch up to us, which was odd. "Annabelle, you ok?" I asked slightly concerned, she was probably overwhelmed and startled, no matter how much we ran it's not something a young girl like her could get used to. I gave a quick peek at the review mirror hoping to at least see her smile but the sudden realization made me step on the brake as hard as I could. The tires screeched and the car stopped forcefully. Youngbae was forced forward and then pushed back as the car stopped. "What the hell man?" he said pressing on his leg with a grimace. I turned around slowly, my mind couldn't quite process the sight in the back of the car. It was empty, Annabelle was not there. How? Why? Youngbae saw my terrified expression and turned around quickly. "What the fuck? Where is Annabelle?" he yelled. The reality finally hit me and I lost breath. "She stayed behind." I barely forced those words out of my mouth. Why would she stay behind? I searched my thoughts for any kind of explanation that would make her do this, is it because of how I acted around her since Rina showed up? But I explained myself, she forgave me, didn't she? Damn! I hit the steering wheel with my palm. "We have to go back." I stated. Yeah, we're definitely going back. That is exactly what we're doing, or at least what I wanted to do. But I knew I couldn't. "You know that going back there now is impossible right?" Youngbae said pressing harder on his leg that was now bleeding all over the passenger seat. Both of us knew that he had to be taken to the hospital, and even if we did went back, we wouldn't be able to accomplish anything. We'd just get caught again, and the Organization would probably let him bleed to death. "Seung-hyun?" Youngbae asked with concern. "We have to get you to a hospital." I said. I felt completely numb, like my body didn't listen to my mind. My posture, the way I grabbed the wheel and having the transmission already put in reverse, I was more than ready to go back. But my mind prevailed and we headed into the nearest hospital instead. Youngbae didn't say a word all the way there, and once we came I helped him out of the car and called for a doctor. His operation seemed to have lasted for ages. I was going out of my mind doing nothing and just waiting for him to be done, so I took the chance to book a motel room and take up some cash. I bought a phone for me and Youngbae because I knew we'd need them when we go back for her. When I went back to the hospital the operation was just finished and the doctor told me that he was on heavy sedation and he wouldn't wake up today. So I left the phone by Youngbae's bed, in case he wakes up while I'm not here. I didn't stay by him for long but long enough to notice he had a nightmare. I knew that the whole incident with Rina bothered him more than he would ever admit to anyone. She was the love of his life and finding out about her relation to the Organization in this way was probably a great shock to him. I went to the hotel and stayed there for the night. I tried hard not to think about her, about what's she's going through right now, on her own. How could I have been so headless! I should've checked if she got into the car, I know how reckless she can be! I should've guessed there was something going on in her head. Ah...why? Why would she do this? There was something else bothering me, when we got out of that parking lot there should've been at least three cars following us, but they didn't. And it was impossible for them to have lost us so fast. Did they...not chase us because she stayed behind? In the end, they needed her the most, we were just collateral. Did she foresee this? Is that why she stayed behind? Even though this made much more sense and it seemed like something she would do I couldn't understand it; or I refused to understand. But not realizing that she'd sacrifice herself to protect me was killing me from inside, especially since I'm the one who should be protecting her. Damn, I failed so miserably. How pathetic am I right now? I laid in the king sized bed all night thinking about her, remembering her smile, and praying she's ok. I hope that she knows I'm coming for her, I'm coming no matter what. Lost in sorrow, I waited for the daylight to break through the window, then I got up and started developing a plan. We definitely won't be able to go before Youngbae recovers, that should last two weeks at least. So first I set a date, it today we're 9th December then we should make our move on the 23rd. I found online the plan of that building and print it, it was damn hard to find it but I was always known for my brains in the Organization... thinking about those days only made me realize how this is all my fault. "Damn!" If I had just left when I had the chance, she'd be hurt at first but she'd get over me eventually, and none of this would've happened. This... this is exactly what I was afraid of. I should have never let this happen. Why was I so selfish? I put my head in my hands and fell on my knees. I miss you so much, little girl. The sole thought of not having her around hurt me, but what she was going through right now was hurting me even more. Please, be fine. Please, don't give up before I come get you. I looked out of the window, the sun was already high on the sky. There was no time to waste on self-pity right now. I can do that when Annabelle is safe. After the first week Youngbae was more than eager to leave the hospital, but he was not ready to strike yet. I told him all about the plan, the way in, where they'd probably hold Annabelle and how to break out. The running away part was a bit tricky though; well, when I say tricky... Youngbae looked up at me from his chair. "Seriously? You don't know how we're getting out of there? What kind of half-assed plan is this?" he asked with his usual smirk. "Hey, if you've got something I'm all ears, I got us till here didn't I?" I said getting a bit irritated, honestly I was ready to improvise on that last part. I barely slept at all this week, going crazy thinking about what Annabelle is going through. It's good that I had any kind of plan at all. "Wow, calm down! I was just joking, we'll improvise, ok?" Youngbae said looking sorry. I didn't answer, I can't even remotely joke about any of this when Annabelle's life is at stake. Another week went by as slowly as it possibly could, I was getting more and more impatient and depressed and Youngbae's leg didn't get much better, I was ready to leave him and do everything by myself. But he told me to wait one more day. I swear if I had to wait any longer I was going to break his other leg; but I somehow restrained myself. He tried hard not to act like his usual cocky self since he understood what I was going through, but part of that was also because he seemed to fight with inner demons too. Probably trying to figure out everything about Rina's behaviour, starting with how she was even alive? Some days he just sat by the window and stared blankly outside, lost in his thoughts. When the day finally arrived I felt more anxious than in a very long time. What if something goes wrong? What if we get caught? What if they moved here to another building? What if...she's already...? Oh crap, I think I'm going to hyperventilate. I felt cold sweat on my forehead and tried to take a deep breath. That last thought made my heart freeze and a cold shiver ran through my spine. Youngbae saw my state. "Are you sure you can do this?" he asked me. I looked at his leg, the stitches were still there and he was still lumping a bit, and sighed deeply. "If you can then so can I." I replied. He pat my back a couple times and we started gathering all the necessity, the guns, the cells, and the keys of the bikes we stole two days ago. We decided that if we're going to have to run it's easier on a transport that doesn't get stuck in traffic easily, and that doesn't need a lot of leg work. We also agreed that if something goes wrong we abort the mission, since we can always come back for Annabelle any time; but we both knew that was not really an option, I'm not getting out of there without her; and I knew he'd have my back. As we left the hotel and approached the bikes when Youngbae's phone rang. "Dude, did you just get a message?" I asked him in disbelief. No one except me should've had that number. "I don't know. Did you text me?" he asked being as confused as I was. What the hell? "I've been with you all this time, did you see me text? Who the hell did you give this number to?" I asked irritated. He took out his phone and looked at the content. His face immediately turned serious. He gave me the phone and I read the message. 'Annabelle and I are at the Love Hotel à Paris. Rina.' It took me a minute to process the words. "It's a trap." I said finally. "It's not." Youngbae answered almost as quickly. I looked at him in surprise. "Are you stupid? It's as obvious as daylight!" I said. What's he thinking? "What would they even be doing in that hotel?" I asked him. "Hiding." He answered simply. "From who? Us? But she just text..." I didn't get to finish my sentence before he answered. "The Organization." He said. The hell are you saying man? Your girlfriend is the boss's daughter! "Let's just go." He said reading my every thought on my face. I gave him a nod. I was more than unsettled about the whole thing but I had to trust him, I knew he'd trust me in a situation like this. We sat on our bikes and rode for the new destination. In about an hour, driving as fast as we could, we were there. I got in the hotel that looked pretty ordinary from the outside but once I was in there was no trace of ordinary left. It was as though I entered a strip bar, except with no naked girl dancing around. Which I was grateful for. I went straight to the reception and asked the receptionists which room the two girls were in. I gave him a light description of the two of them and he nodded. He told me that they were expecting us and gave me keys for the rooms that didn't have a number but a specific name: one was The Oriental Palace and the other Candyland Kawaii. I didn't know which was worse but I kind of hoped I wouldn't end up in the second. As I took the keys I noticed the receptionist winking at me. I looked at him with disgust, I hated the red district of Paris. I gave the receptionist one last eerie look before I turned around to catch up with Youngbae who apparently already knew which room to look for. I didn't try to guess how, if he was so sure this wasn't a trap then it wasn't really a surprise he knew which room to look for. When we got to the right floor Rina was waiting for us in front of the first room, Candyland Kawaii. As I approached her I took out a gun and pointed it at her, she didn't seem surprised though. Youngbae looked at me and rolled his eyes. "Hide that shit, there are cameras here!" he protested. But I didn't relent. She looked a bit nervous but I was pretty sure that wasn't because of the gun I was pointing at her. I noticed that she had a hard time looking up at Youngbae. She pointed to the opened room doors behind her looking at me. "She's asleep in there, you should let her rest." She said. That irritated me even more. I was so scared to cross that doors and see what state Annabelle was in, and a big part of me blamed Rina. I didn't answer her and just went in closing the doors behind me. When I saw Annabelle on the bed my stomach turned upside down. She looked ill, she was as pale as a ghost and she had large dark circles under her eyes. She was curled up under a blanket and trembled almost unnoticeably. As I approached her I saw her lips were completely dry and she had lost weight in just the two weeks that I hadn't seen her. My stomach twisted again as I realized they probably kept her without food and water. There was a half drank glass by the table, I took it and filled it to the top. I got outside looking for Youngbae but the two of them weren't in front of the room anymore. I took the phone and called him. "Where are you?" I asked him as soon as he answered. "We're sorting some things out, Rina says we're safe here, no one knows where we are, so relax. Let Annabelle rest for now and then we'll leave." He told me. I sighed and hung up. I guess there was no helping it. We're spending the night here. I returned to the room and locked the doors just in case. Then I slowly approached the bed and laid beside her under the blanket, hugging her from behind. After a couple of minutes she stopped shaking but she didn't wake up. I haven't had enough sleep in the past two weeks but now that I finally had her by my side again there was no way I was going to sleep. I held her in my arms tightly, afraid that she might slip out of my embrace. How could I have ever let that happen in the first place? I wondered as I looked at her beautiful pale face. Her lips were completely dry and cracked and even her breathing was difficult. I squeezed her tightly and she complained in her sleep. "I'm sorry love." I whispered in her ear and kissed her neck. As I was lying there I looked around the room. It wasn't particularly big, but mostly because the huge king sized bed was in the middle of it. Taking up almost all of the room's space. There were mirrors on each wall positioned perfectly to reflect the bed. And the walls were painted with horrible candy like theme, with bunnies and cakes and lollipops. It was terrible, but I couldn't stop thinking how Annabelle would've probably think it was cute. And the sole thought made me smile. After about an hour I heard stomping out my door and then loud banging. "Seung-hyun, it's me! We're leaving!" Youngbae screamed. With his every word I winced afraid that he was going to wake Annabelle up. I got up leaving her reluctantly lying there and went for the doors. "The fuck's going on? Anabelle's still sleeping." I said angrily, but still whispering for her sake. I saw Rina approaching with a guilty expression while Youngbae looked more pissed than when we first met after a year and he was ready to kill me. "Then wake her up, we're not staying here any longer." He said. Rina finally caught up with us and looked up at Youngbae, her eyes were teary and her shoulders were shaking. She was the complete opposite of the girl I saw two weeks ago when she barged in the motel room outside of Paris. "Look, I don't give a shit what's going on with you two right now, Annabelle's in a really bad state and I'm not going to wake her right now. So sort it out or just put a bullet in her brain." I said. I got a good look at Youngbae's expression. The sole thought of doing what I just said made him feel depressed and sorrowful. Rina completely ignored my presence and tried to take Youngbae's hand. But he forcefully pushed it away. "Please, let's just go back and talk, you have to understand, I did all of it because I didn't have a choice. I was trying to save your life!" she said and a tear fell down her cheek. I knew that I shouldn't interfere between the two of them, and honestly I didn't want to either. Especially since I didn't feel bad for Rina at all. Part of me still blamed her for what had happened to Annabelle even though she probably had nothing to do with it, in fact she even got her out of there all on her own. But I didn't care. All I cared for was Annabelle's well-being and the two of them making a fuss in front of our room was going to wake her up. "Just go and sort it out, if you wake up Annabelle I'm going to kill you both." I didn't even hear footsteps behind me before I heard a familiar voice, a voice that I've missed for the past two weeks more than anything else. Except right now it was rusty and painfully quiet. "You shouldn't be too hard on her Youngbae, you don't even know what she's been through in this past year. And she did save my life." I heard Annabelle speak and I turned immediately. She had a slight smile on her face but mostly she looked weak and in pain. My heart sank as soon as I saw her trying to walk towards me. She had to hold onto the wall and she barely made a step. I shot the other two a glare and ran towards her immediately, picking her up princess style and bringing her back to the bed. She didn't complain, she put her arms around me and buried her face in my neck taking a few deep breaths.