The Hunter and his Mate

Chapter 7

Taoris at the top, you'll see why later

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Kyungsoo's P.O.V

I glance up at the clock and nod absentmindedly.  I was so confused..  Weren't they supposed to kill hunters like me?  So why am I still with him..? I glance up at him from time to time as we continue our journey to class.  I sigh, frustrated and confused as I give up questioning myself.

"I will not hurt you.  And neither will my pack." Jongin said it softly this time, a hand on my shoulder to stop me from walking, his brown orbs peer into my own, and I felt...  Calm.

"Do you believe me?" He asked the question, his head tilted downwards towards my own, his face was close to mine.  Close enough that I could smell his cologne.  And fuck..  It smelled amazing. I nod my head, words caught in my throat at the sight of this sexy, beautiful, and so much more, male in front of me.

"Say it kyungsoo.  I need to hear you say that you believe me."  His words didn't seem like an order, perhaps underlining one but they didn't seem so, especially with him smiling at me.  My breath hitches.

"I believe you." I stare into his eyes more, as if I'm trying to read him.  But the only thing I get is warmth, calming, comfort.  He smiles- sweetly at that. I have heard of him before- vaguely of course but from what I've heard he's a dangerous man.  A murderer.  But I see absolutely none of that.

The bell rings and he stands up straight this time, this time he was set on class.  In fact he grabbed my hand and pointed a direction.

"This way Kyung-ah?" He asks me with that smile still on his face.  "Y-yeah." I stutter and he pulls me along down the corridor, past the red lockers that line against the wall, he hurriedly walks to the door and I stumble behind him.   Damn his long legs. 

He opens the door and allows me to walk in first, glancing around at all the chattering students in their chairs.  Clearly this teacher doesn't have a seating chart.

"KYUNSGSOOOOOOO" I hear my name being call- yelled and I look around with furrowed eyebrows, Jongin standing behind me.  What the fu- oh..  I stare at luhan who grins back and taps a spot on a chair for me, his grey sweater hanging past his waist. 

"Looks like you friends here."  Jongin hummed and looked down at me.  I nod and smile- but keep my guard.  Just because he says he won't hurt me doesn't mean so.  I walk towards the desk that luhan had pointed out, Jongin trailing behind me.

I sit down in the seat and shuffle it forwards, cussing softly as I do so, making an annoyed noise.  I vaguely hear Jongin sit beside me, chuckling softly as he watches me.

Luhan stares at Jongin, then at me, a bright grin spreading across his face. I narrow my eyes at him, as he wiggles his eyebrows. Fuck you luhan. I shake my head and slowly raise my middle finger towards him, only to put it down as I hear the teacher yell at me, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip nervously as I mutter a quick and soft 'sorry'.

-later that night-

"So this is your place?" Jongin questions me as his car pulls up next to the average- fairly modern size, and looking house.  After school Jongin, myself, and the three idiots in the back of the car had decided to grab dinner and hang out.  It was fun. I defiantly have to do this with Jongin again..  Alone of course.  And in the end he had offered to drop us off. 

Thankfully because my feet hurt like hell. "Yeah it is!" Luhan shouts from the back, causing me to jump and glare at him as his victoriously grins back.  "Yes.  It is." I turn my attention back towards Jongin who just chuckles and nods, looking back at me.

"Well I hope you guys have a good night." Jongin tells us, leading to a chorus of 'you, too' or something of the sort.  

After another few minuets of talking the three of us get out of the car and wave goodbye to Jongin, and head inside.  So tired..  I collapse on the bed, thinking about Jongin as i drift into  a comfortable sleep, a smile grazing my lips.

TRIGGER WARNING: Slight selfharm.

Tao's P.O.V

I decide not to leave a note, it's not like anyone would care.  Even if I'd want to leave one I can't.  Not outside this damned club- fuck this music is pounding..  It makes my head hurt- where I'm seated down in an ally outside the club, my back against cold red colored brick.

I haven't realized it but tears fall from my eyes as I stare down at the ground, my hand coming up to feel the wetness of the tears.  Why the fuck are you crying you worthless piece of shit? A voice echoes in my head- a voice I've grown accustomed to.

I don't even know why I came to the club.  Maybe for a drink.  Maybe for dancing.  I quickly register it as a distraction from the pain.  Not much of a distraction.. I sniffle and stare at my bare wrists. 

It's time Tao.  I tell myself as I lift my knife to exam it.  Does it count as examining if I can't even see past the tears..?  A sigh leaves my lips followed by a short airy laugh.  Don't be afraid now.  I repeat a few times to myself as I bring the blade to my wrist, biting harshly on my lips as I press the blade into my skin.

I make a soft noise as I drag the blade across my skin, sighing in an- almost pleasurable way.  Yes that's it.  Again.  Twice.  Three.  Four.  Five times before I move onto the next wrist, by this time not even feeling the pain.

I repeat the process and drop the knife, my arms falling limp and my eyes drifting to the brick wall across from me.  I ignore the sounds of talking, the music, the putrid smell around me, but most of all the pain.  I ignore the pain and wait for my end.

Please come soon.. I whimper... 

As time passes I begin to feel lightheaded, my eyelids are too heavy to remain open so I close them.  My breath becomes softer and I no longer feel the coolness of the late fall air.  Numb.

I hear shuffling and I am suddenly picked up?  My eyebrows furrow as my head falls into what I imagine to be someone's shoulder.  I feel as if this person- man- is running and I vaguely hear someone beside him, talking to him.

"-ate!  Fuck fuck tell him to hurry up!!!" The man carrying me shouts, his voice worried and fast.  "I'm trying-  he's here!!! " the one beside him shouts back.  My arms hurt..  Pain suddenly spreads through my body as I finally realize the full impact of what I've done- not meaning that I reacted it because I don't. I whimper and make another noise of pain.

I hear a door open and the man moves inside- his arms around me as he holds my in a sitting position- our chests pressed together.  "It's okay, we're almost there.." His hands rub my back as he begins to wrap my arms up with some cloth like- I assume gauze- material.  He softly apologizes before he presses his hands into my arms- attempting to stop the flow of blood.

I cry out, my eyes still closed, too heavy to be reopened at the moment.  "Shhhh shh baby it's okay."  The man holds me and rocks me slightly as the car seems to come to a halt. 

He quickly carries me out.  My eyes open slightly, weak like and I look around, my soft breathing against his neck as he runs towards a large house, more like mansion, and brings me inside.  "Yixing!!! We need your help now!!" The man shouts as he bursts into the house.

"Who the-  Yifan who is this?!" I hear another man shout at the one carrying me- Yifan- I gather.  "He's my mate now please Yixing help!!!" 

This yifan character seems scared.  Why does he care about me, no one else does.   He runs up what I assume to be stairs and kicks open a door, and lays me in a bed, with my head laying on his chest as he lays back, stroking my hair and softly whispering inaudible things, as the man from before yixing stands beside us with his hands outstretched and hovering over my arms, concentration layered on his face.

"It'll be okay baby..  I promise, I got you..  I got you. " Yifan whispers the words softly against my forehead, a tear falling there.  "It's okay, your safe now, my beautiful Tao." Is the last thing I hear before I drift off into the first comfortable sleep I've had in what feels like forever.