Cinderella (Seventeen)

You and I

Chapter Forty Two

*Wonwoo's POV*

I don't know how long it's been. A week. Maybe two. I haven't been back to the dorm; I haven't been allowed. I've been in the same dark room for the past however long it has been.

I've had needles stuck in me, pills shoved down my throat. Everything is all so hazy, I don't know what's real and not.

"I think we can loosen those straps a little now," my father came in, waving to one of his men.

Feeling the pressure decrease on my arms, I sighed.

"Now, here's the deal. Remember how I told you about Bora? You'll follow what I say," I opened my mouth to protest as usual. For Hyolyn. But he stuck his hand up.

Hyolyn. I'm forgetting what she looks like. How she sounds. What she's like.

Why I fell for her.

"I don't want to hear it. You do as I say, no one gets hurt. Give him a dose of Serum M," he told someone.

As he was leaving, he smirked.

"The M stands for Mindwipe. In less than, oh I don't know lets say 2 minutes, you'll have forgotten all about your little accidental love with the rat. You'll be easily... Pliable," he smiled again before leaving.

No! This can't be happening!

Panicking, I observed my surrounding. Bright lights. A window that leads off into a hallway. A dark one. Doctors in masks, preparing needles.

Freeing my arms from the straps they loosened, I ran from the door.

I can't let them take me away, from my life. From my band. From Hyolyn. And Chewy.

I can't.

Flinging the door open, I ran from the room, the door swinging from the hinge.  Running down the hallway I had no idea where I was running to.

I was running to my girl. My Hyolyn.

You and I. Me and You. Hyolyn. Nothing can separate us. I promise I'll
Get back to you. Nothing can come between us, not even the gods above. I swear on everything I love.

Frantic, almost like a headless chicken, I swerved into a different hallway. This one was lit. But empty.

Reaching the end, I banged the door. Fucking locked. Giving it a kick, I yelled in frustration before opening the door to my left.

"Not so fast," the doctor said appearing before me in the doorway, sticking the needle into my neck, pushing the syringe down letting the clear liquid pump into my veins.

Collapsing, my head span immediately.

Moments later I began coughing, holding my throat. It was tightening up.

Hyolyn. I tried baby, I tried. But maybe you're better off without me. I'm weak. I tried to protect you. Maybe I am.

I don't want to forget you. I'll try not to.

Please don't forget me.

Baby I love you. I'm sorry I let you down.

Feeling my head grow light, I let the darkness swamp around me. There's no fighting it.

Hyolyn, Seventeen, I love you. And I'm sorry.

*DK's POV*

She's been curled up in his hoodie for the past 3 weeks.