【Original】The Forgotten Lights

----Chapter 33

*Hansol's POV*

I woke as the truck skidded to a halt. Can this guy not drive properly? I was a little mad, because I was dreaming about unicorns- but seriously? Even I can drive better than this! And Jay can vouch for me! I sat up and looked over to Jay whom was rubbing his eyes. I guess he had fallen asleep too. Kwon was rubbing his head. I think the truck woke everyone up. Even Jungkook was shook awake. I looked over to the door, and saw a man ushering us out of the truck. We were at a new base. Finally!! It felt like we were driving for days! I shook Min-Min slightly. He woke slowly, mumbling something. "Min-Min, we're at the new base!" I exclaimed. His eyes snapped open. "Really?!" He squealed. I nodded. He sat up quickly, and patiently waited to get let out of the truck. We jumped out of the truck, and I could see Kris. "Kris!!" I called. He turned and looked at me. He was... crying?? His cheeks were bright pink, and his eyes were slightly swollen. There was tears streaming down his face. I felt awful. Was this my fault? Did I cause him to act like this? Where was Siha? "Kris?" I muttered. Heading toward Kris, I hadn't realised my friends were following. Kris looked at me with a cold expression. Did something happen back at the base? He looked like he had been crying for a while. "Are you okay?" I asked. He didn't reply. "Kris? Where's Siha?" I asked. He began to cry more. Then it hit me as I saw that he was carrying something. I wasn't going to ask what it was. It was covered in a cloth, I couldn't see what it was. But when it hit me, I began to cry too. "Kris, where the hell is Siha?" I sobbed loudly. I was angry. He looked as if he wasn't going to tell me that the thing he was carrying was most likely our best friend. "Kris. Tell me where Siha is." I growled loudly. He was dead, wasn't he? I was extremely angry as he turned around to walk away. "You know, you don't have to hide the truth from me, Kris!! I already have an idea where the hell Siha is, I am not stupid!! Won't you stop acting like a ghost and tell me?!" I yelled loudly, grabbing his shirt. Just as I did, his body forcefully turned to face me. Whatever he was carrying had fallen to the ground and the cloth that was covering it fell off it a bit. I could see him. The lifeless body of my best friend. Siha lay on the cold hard ground, his face was smeared with a little blood. He was dead. Kris screamed loudly. I looked at him as he grabbed the collar of my shirt. "DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND, HANSOL?! WE'RE ALL DEAD MEAT!! SIHA IS DEAD, WE'RE ALL DEAD!!!" He shouted throwing me to the ground a few meters away from Siha. I was about to apologise, but then he grabbed my collar again. Then, before I could pull away he threw me to the ground again. "Stop!!! Leave him alone!!" I heard Jay shout as he stood between myself and Kris. As Kwon and Min-Min helped me up, I looked to Kris with the tears flowing out my eyes. My rib cage was hurting, and I was certain I landed on my sore stomach. I quickly put my hand to where it hurt, making an 'in pain' facial expression. It was only instinct. I didn't mean to do it. I looked to the ground slightly. Siha. He was gone. My best friend. He was like an older brother. I mustn't know how Kris must feel. The fact that Siha was his second in command. The one to always be there. I understood that Kris wasn't mad at me. He was just upset. I knew how he felt. "Hansol..." I heard Kris mutter. "I-I'm sorry... I was only upset... But, if you hadn't figured, Siha is gone." He sobbed as he knelt down in front of me. I looked at him. Then to Siha's dead body. Life was going to be different. Jay was about to pull Kris away, but I gestured for him to back away. I needed to see him again anyway. I hadn't seen him in almost a year. I then began to think about Siha. The last time I saw him was at the old base, and he looked as if he was hurt by me leaving with Jay, Kwon and Min-Min. I began to cry as I remembered the day I met Siha. All the old memories flooded my mind. All the good memories. The day at the restaurant when we found crumpets together. "Kris... I'm sorry for leaving you at the base... I missed you... B-But I met a new family, a-and... I..." I cried, as I crawled over to Kris. He pulled me in for a brotherly hug that I hadn't had in a long time. We stayed like that for a few minutes. Jay looked at us with a confused expression. I stood with the help of Kris. "Guys, this is my brother, Kris." I said, introducing my brother to the other three. "And... the dead guy was S-Siha..." I cried. They looked to the ground at Siha. Min-Min put his hands to his face, crying. I remember that we used to talk about our pasts together, and I had told him about Siha. I had told him that if we got out that Siha and him would've got along well. Min-Min became slightly obsessed with seeing Siha since. "Kris, these are our other brothers- Jay, Kwon and Min-Min." I said introducing them to Kris. He rose his eyebrow. "Our 'other' brothers?" He questioned. I nodded. "They were in the enemy camp with me." I explained. He gasped a little. I quickly glanced at him. He them smiled. "Alright then. Welcome to the family." He exclaimed, holding his arms out. Min-Min ran over and collided with Kris. "We're part of your family?" Min-Min asked. Kris nodded. "Of course, any family of Hansol's is my family too." Kris replied, chuckling. It had been a while since Kris was around a 12 year old. I laughed a little as Jay stood by me. "I am sorry about your friend, Hansol." He said, looking to Siha. I looked to him as he looked back up. "It's fine. We were close, but..." My voice trailed off. He looked at me with a questioning look. Then an arm wrapped itself around my shoulder. "So... Kris is your older brother? How old is he?" Kwon asked, looking between myself and Jay. Jay shrugged. I looked over to Kris as he picked up Siha again then covering his face with the hanging cloth, with Min-Min clinging at his side. "Yeah he's my older brother, he's 18." I replied. Kwon nodded, and quickly walked over to Min-Min removing him from Kris. I couldn't help but think of all the times I spent with Siha. The day I met him. All those times. The restaurant. I hoped that after this, our family would stay happy. I hoped Siha was watching over us, and taking care of us like he did when he was alive. My heart felt like it was ripped out of me.