Sitting in the car, Jongdae breathed heavily. It had been ages since he last drove his car. Now, driving had also been something he was afraid of.
Though one hand was on the wheel and the key was in its place, he couldn't move a centimetre. His headache and pain was coming back.
At first, there were just tears. JUST tears. Which turned into loud, ugly sobbing as his head slowly throbbed. No, it was not the pain from his wounds. But the pain that you experience when a loved one is gone.
And never will return to you.
Well, this was only the beginning. But he knew that when he went there, to the place that he hated the most, it was going to get worst.
A lot worse.
