Cinderella (Seventeen)

Love and Other Drugs

I want to start putting more fluff in. For now. Is that cool with you guys?

Chapter Twenty Eight

*Wonwoo's POV*

Pacing around, I might as well just buy this goddamn wing. We seem to be here often enough.

Seeing the same nurse, she just sighed.

"She back again?" She patted my shoulder, handing me a drink.

After running for what seemed like an eternity with her limp in my arms, we had finally managed to make it here. To the hospital. Practically her second home right now.

But that won't be the case anymore. Oh no. Because now she isn't leaving my side. I'm going to let the CEO we are dating, and if he throws me out, so be it. She needs someone to protect her, someone to love her.

I'm that person.

So whatever sacrifices I may have to make to ensure she's alive, that's she's happy, I'll do it.

Sitting down beside her bed, at least this time she didn't need surgery. She just needed about 60 wires shoved into her.

Taking her hand, I looked at mine. Still covered in her blood. Sighing when I heard the noise outside, I kept her hand in mine.

"You found her," Hansol took the other seat at the opposite side of the bed. He found out that what her dad had told them was true. So, their dad. They're twins. What a complicated world we live in.

"Hyung what happened," Dino say crossed legged on the floor looking up, resting his chin on his fists.

"What happened was someone for some sick reason to which I still don't know took her and tortured her. With any luck they've bled to death by now and she's safe." I looked around at the states thrown in my direction.

"Dude you might as well have just talked american," Seungkwan commented.

"English. English Seungkwan, American is not a language unless you're from Texas," Jisoo gave him a pointed look.

"That is obviously what I meant," he pulled a face, lightening the mood slightly.

A moment later, DK walked in with Chewy. But he wouldn't look in my direction. Things are a little... Frosty between us right now.

*flashback*

Two days. It's been two days since she was taken. We still know nothing. Sitting at the table, I picked the the edges of a cardboard box, trying to come up with something.

Hearing a bang, I turned to see DK walking through the door, panting.

"Where have you been?" I mumbled.

"Tch," he scoffed. "Out trying to find your girlfriend, while you sit here and mope."

Turning, we met gazes.

"You might have her now hyung, but the second you lose her, or the second you hurt her, I will be there. Don't doubt me. You're not even going out to try and find her," he raised his voice a little at the end.

"I'm not going to hurt her... I never could," I whispered. He's right though. What am I doing? I'm sat moping.

But there's one thing for sure. He ain't getting my girl.

"Trust me when I say it hyung, you have her, for now at least. Treat her right. You have her, do not fuck it up," he warned.

"I'm not going to Seokmin. She's my girlfriend... I love her," I said it aloud. Seeing him turn his face, he shook his head, leaving the kitchen.