Alive ❧ c.yj ♡ p.jh

7《Fight》

*Jihyo's POV*

I backed up until the wall caught me. My grip on my bag tightened as cold drops sweat escaped. My mind was rushing with what exactly is going on as those women approached me.

"W-what do you want?" I stood firmly.

"What do we want?" The one at the front repeated. "Your life."

I held in my gasp. "You're not going to get it,"

"Will I?" She held out her hand, aiming at my neck.

I glance up at the security camera and knew what I had to do. It's not about my life anymore. It's about who the are. Their identity. My left hand grabbed her arm tightly as my right hand flew to her mask and pulled it off. I know who she is... my mind worked to figure it out, but those people won't let me. They came to me and grabbed me by the collar. I gasped and tried to pull back, but they're too strong, and I only have myself while they have each other.

My legs followed their pace, and we were in a dark room where I can't see anything except for a light from the door. It's still opened.

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*Youngjae's POV*

I waited for Jihyo to come back, but she didn't. I called her but I only heard from the mechanic voice. What if something bad happens? It popped in my mind. Irene. What if...

I couldn't think about it. I ran to the restaurant that she told me.

The front door was filled with people I don't know, and something didn't seem right, at all. I pushed opened the door and a waitress blocked me.

"It's not safe here at this time," She said. SOMEONE IS IN THERE DAMMIT. I heard a yelp and looked at the waitress. It wasn't a yelp from a random person, the voice belongs to Jihyo.

I pushed away the waitress and started to where the voice came from. Then something came to my mind. I won't be able to win them all myself...

Another yelp and I threw out the thoughts and curled up my fists.

As I approached the slightly opened door, I took a deep breath.

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*Jihyo's POV*

Someone pushed me and my back crashed on the hard wall with a thump. A yelp escaped my lips and I tried my best to stand still. I slipped my hand into my bag, where I turned on my phone's voice recording app. I zipped up my bag to prevent my phone from falling out, but at the same time, I took out the tiny bottle of pepper spray and hid it in my pockets. I glanced at the door again, trying to think about my way getting out, but she gripped my shoulder tightly and pushed me, causing me to fall into chairs. I could feel my face bleeding by the broken vase I knocked down accidentally.

Broken vase. My hand searched for a large piece of glass and grabbed onto it. My hand trembled as I realized what I'm about to do.

The other hand reached into my pocket and got hold of the pepper spray. I felt someone coming close to me, and everything seemed to be in slow motion as I sprayed the dangerous spray at them. I felt someone grab my hood, and I turned around to stab her hand once with the sharp glass before running towards the door. I was almost there, but I crashed into a table and fell onto the floor, not far from the door.

"Don't come near me." I growled as I stood up slowly. My stomach felt a sharp pain, and I saw light fill the room as my eyelids closed.

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*Youngjae's POV*

I pushed through the door and saw Jihyo lying on the floor, unconscious. My blood boiled as I glared at the masked girls. One of their face was exposed, and I knew who she is. The one that helped Irene with every fight. I got hold of Jihyo's arms and quickly pulled her towards the door. Just when I almost got there, the door slammed shut and a click told me that it's locked. I took a deep breath and slowly put Jihyo down, listening to any movement. I heard a footstep and stiffened. I'm still weak.