My Rebel {Soonhoon/Wooshi/Hozi}

#8 Awful night

Woozi POV

"Hoshi, can I stay at yours for a while?" I look at him with big eyes. Why? This is totally humiliating! Sure he says no. He hates me. I hate him too. I hate myself sometimes. If I were him, I would say no. "Sure." What?! Very surprised I face him. "What? You thought I say no?" I nod a bit flustered. "Hey..." He looks straight into my eyes. "We don't like each other very much. You offended S.Coups, for what I don't like you even more. And you hate me for... whatever. But I am your boss. I'm responsible for you." He sighs. "And maybe we could become friends, hm?" Now I'm confused af. Why should we become friends? Why should he want it? I'm just... agent Woozi. Jihoon... The wimp, the pussy, the crybaby, the coward, the weirdo, the freak, the misfit! I shake my head. This is not the time for this kind of things. I am wonderful, I remind myself. I said it so many times that it sounds like a lie. It doesn't help me to feel much better. "Thank you, Hoshi... " He smiles a little bit. "Call me Soonyoung as long as you stay here, okay? " He's so freaking friendly. "You're scary. Stop being so friendly." Suddenly Hoshi starts laughing. A nice laugh, different then the one from the first time I met him. "Sorry, but you have to live with it. I'm friendly when I'm at home~" Wow. Okay... "Call me Jihoon, please", I mumble. He smiles brightly. "Of course!" Then he stands up and hands me a blanket. "It's late. You should go to bed." I take it and he shows me my room. I gulp. White. Everything except the blanket and the pillow is white. Okay Jihoon, you can do it. You're tired. So just lay down, close your eyes and sleep. There is nothing difficult about it! "So, good night Jihoon."
"Good night... Soonyoung... " He closes the door and I make off the lights. Then I lay down and sleep as fast as I could.

"Oh no, run, the weirdo is here again! " "Look at how he walks! "
"Uhuhu, creepy. "
"Mark told me, he has scars all over his body. "
"Disgusting. "
I hear many voices saying all this things. Suddenly my mom appears. She looks at me very serious. "You know, I never wanted you in my life. I wanted to make your father happy, but just because of you, he left me. You are a troublemaker! Everything you can do is making problems! I hate you! ", she screams and gets louder and louder. My hands cover my ears and I start crying.
But then... Silence. I look up again and take away the hands. The place where I am becomes lighter and I see many people. They look down on me. Disgusted. Scared. I look down on myself. I'm half naked. My upper body is full of scars. I feel ugly. The voice of my psychologist appears. "You are wonderful the way you are. Be yourself. Wear this scars with proud. Be proud of being you. Be proud of being alive." It gets quieter and quieter. The light of the room gets white and for a moment I don't see anything. But then I see covered faces. Of doctors. "He wakes up. The narcosis should work longer! What's going on? " Oh... I'm being operated... My body starts hurting a bit and suddenly everything is covered in pain.
I scream. It's hurting so much! I scream louder and louder...

I sit up. Everything is dark again. The pain becomes less. I look at the clock. It's 2:50 a.m. Breath deep... You don't feel any pain, I tell myself. But that's a lie. I feel the pain in my upper body.
The door opens and shocked I look at it. Who is it?

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