Cinderella (Seventeen)

Cyanide and Happiness

Chapter Twenty One (queens please slay me)

*DK's POV*

She lay on the bed, limp. We were watching through the window, unable to do anything. The last time this happened, she died. But that cannot happen this time. I can't let that happen. I know she has Wonwoo hyung, but I can't deny my feelings for her either. I try to hold them, but every time I see her smiling, after everything, it makes my heart flutter.

Watching the doctors stick tubes into her stomach and down her throat, seeing fluids being pumped from her, we all looked around, unable to watch anymore.

"Who is the eldest here?" A nurse came form an office, holding a clipboard.

"I am," Seungcheol stepped forward. "Just tell us straight, please." We all want to know what happened to her. Why these things keep happening to her.

"Well, she was poisoned. Cyanide poisoning for the most part. However, there was something else in her system, something that is quite rare. Velkyn Ogglin, or more commonly known as Invisible Foe. It can be quite deadly, and if she had been brought in any later, I'm afraid she would be dead." The nurse pursed her lips. "It can only be ingested, does anyone know where she could have eaten or drank it?" Looking around, we were all confused. She only ate with us, ate what we ate. How could this have happened?

"We... we have no idea," Jeonghan spoke up.

"She will be coming out in a moment, you may want to step aside. Please excuse me," the nurse bowed, and tended to other patients.

Watching her get wheeled out again, connected to machines all over again, I couldn't bear it. Not again. The first time was enough. But not again.

*Wonwoo's POV*

Sitting beside her, we were all gathered around. She was knocked out cold, she had been for the past 2 hours, but this time it is good drugs, not bad.

The message from this morning, I will find who did it. And they will bleed far more blood than they did when leaving it. Trust me.

Her fingers laced with mine, the faint beeping of the heart monitor could be heard. That was when the door cracked open, to reveal the CEO.

"Hello boys," he smiled a little. Slyly letting go of our hands, I leaned back. Seeing him look over, I tried to avoid eye contact. "What seems to have happened here?"

"She was poisoned." Hansol put it bluntly. After noticing everyone staring at him, he shrugged. "What?"

"We don't know how it happened," Jeongcheol spoke up. Sighing, Mr. Han sat on the couch, and leaned back. (A/N. When I was proof reading this, I realised what I had said... It was supposed to say Jeonghan. Guess who has been reading Jeongcheol fanfic. I'm keeping this. I'm not ashamed. Ok. I'm gone.)

Before any more could be said, the beeping machine picked up a little. Turning our attention towards her, her eyes fluttered open.

"Oppa?" She whispered looking over to me. Honestly, I don't care that he's sat there. She's here. She's alive.

"I'm here, uh, we're all here," she turned and saw everyone. And Mr. Han sat at the back of the room.

"Oh," she gasped, and bowed her head, causing us to laugh.

"No need to bow, you need all the strength you can get," he chuckled, sitting straight. Taking the hint, we all got up and left them two to talk. I know he was itching. I didn't really want to, but I didn't want to risk anything. We're already being risky.

"I'm going to the bathroom," I mumbled, walking down the hallway. I need to let some steam off. Sitting in one of the stalls, I leant forward on my knees, placing my head between them, and began to cry. Why would someone want to be after her? Why are they persistent in hurting her? In trying to get rid of her? Hasn't she been through enough?