CROSSFIRE (got7 x Bts x monstax x svt )

(19)

We look up at the stars but see such different things~

My limbs went numb with fear, everything stopped. The car placed right in front of me -so I can  see every painful detail- I closed my eyes wishing with every inch of my being, that it was an awful dream, that I would wake up in my bed any second. 

 Time had no effect; even my breath was caught in my tensed chest that had no way of escaping. Until a hand pressed against my shoulder roughly, I fell backwards, with my feet crossing each other stumbling to maintain my balance that was overthrown by an unknown force.  I turn completely but my stomach was caught saving me from a fall, my cheek collides with a strong surface. The collision knocked the trapped breath out. Within seconds the sound of car horn echoed but fading with the distance, I opened my eyes slowly. With my breathe racing with adrenaline, my body trembled. I tried to get up from the sudden embrace, but I snapped my head back at the last spot I saw Jiwoo and the others but they were gone. I turned back to the person who saved me, I was still heavy with dread. I couldn't feel my legs nor face only the pit in my stomach. "T-thank you" was the only thing I manage to say. It was a well-  built man who had jet black hair. It was comb perfectly and was parted to the side. His features were striking and he was exceptionally tall.

"Are you okay?!" The man shouted with worry, bending slightly so our eyes could meet. I tilt my head up towards him nodding slightly . He went quiet for a few seconds, until he spoke up with a softer voice, " You know, it's dangerous to run into a street".

"Yes " I slightly laugh yet I was still trembling. I tried to recompose myself taking a few seconds to process the last few moments. I came to my senses, the reason I was so ready to go off in the street, I take a few steps back and head towards the direction I last saw Jiwoo. "I'm sorry I have to go" I said as i'm walking away but a hand catches mine. I turn around, about to question him but he spoke first.

 "I'm a friend of Wonwoo", he said in a low but quick voice. "Don't get too close or you'll get hurt," He urged but his voice was broken with guilt, each word was burden with sorrow and woe. "If you see him," the man paused and I stood silent, too much thoughts were running in my head. "Run."he whispered slowly but the word shouted loudly in my head.  My chest tighten with guilt, Wonwoo- the sweet memory of him that dissolved in to a bittersweet feeling. I did what Wonwoo told me, to forget. I was too eager to forget that I didn't dare to think twice about him. 

I gulped down my emotions. "Can you at least tell me if he's okay?" I asked without too much energy knowing I won't get a direct answer. His expression faded, he was no longer worried but rather anxious. He fidget his eyes from mine to behind me and shift uncontrollable taking closer steps. He paused for a few seconds, he stared intensely not letting his eyes rest nor blink. Tension rose up, yet he simply said "Yes". He was desperate in urging me to forget although at the same time, he seemed uncomfortable with his decision on talking to me. Like he regret mentioning anything;  he did not want to speak anymore. He looked away - as if I wasn't there- with his lips sealed. He released the grip on my arm but averted his eyes back at me for a quick moment, caught in his cold glance before leaving. I stood there bewildered with endless questions and emptiness. I was left only with a bitter worry that had constantly raged on like a lake; with every pebble thrown into it, only to creates more waves and ripples. 

"Y/n!" I was pulled away from my thoughts realizing i've been standing in the middle of the sidewalk. My name was called again and I turned around to find an upset minho speeding towards me with his eyes practically popping out. 

"Where did you go!? I came back to see that you went missing!!" Minho vexed, his eyes grew bigger as he raised his voice to scold me. However his mouth slightly pouted after he finished. A disappointed look gathered in his eyes, "You can't just disappear on me." he added on with pure concern. 

I apologized in a heartbeat, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave you --I thought I saw someone I knew." 

[Third person Point of view]

Back at the hospital, Jb and his group approached  Y/N's hospital room however their faces dropped to a pale color as they found doctors and nurses running around like headless chicken, each burden with something. 

"What happened!" Bambam demanded as he grabs a nurse's arm, she was tremulous and tainted  with terror.  Her mouth twisted with fear, she cried out, "I don't know! she was here one second and then-". Jackson and Youngjae didn't spare a moment longer to listen to the distress nurse, their own worry pushed them forward.   

Jackson arrived in the midst of the chaos, bracing himself expecting the worse -he expected to see a room filled with doctors trying to revive a corpse- instead, once inside the room he furrowed his eyebrows. "What happened to her?!" Jackson shouted at the anguished doctor. Youngjae arrived shortly after, scanning the room desperately. He moved around jackson and into the room searching for Y/n whereabouts. He study the room carefully, looking at the windows to the curtains , he searhced the room ornaments to the floor. He brought his eyes to the machines -that was resonating with the loud turmoil- until something caught his eye.

"We don't know! She was gone when we arrived here!" The poor doctor cried.

"How long ago?" Youngjae questioned as he came into the conversation holding the hospital gown, which he found discarded underneath the bed. Jackson burned with disappointment letting out a scoff as he nodded his head in disbelief. "I swear that girl", he said underneath his breath.

"2 minutes ago" the doctor replied trying to make sense, the doctor glared at jackson and Youngjae trying to find an answer but received none. The two men exchanged a small stare, secretly talking to each other through their eyes before exiting the room.

Meanwhile mark, leaned his back against the wall with his eyes closed- as if he was trying to sleep- his hands were crossed and his head hung low allowing his hair dangle in front of his eyes. The duo, caught in their own worries, passed by making quick steps that echoed loudly. Mark's lips pulled into a smile as he opened his eyes to see the hospital gown clutched in youngjae's hand. He closed his eyes again, but this time he quietly laugh to himself as he put together the pieces.  After his short lived smile, he recomposed himself and began to walk in the opposite direction of the duo.

{Y/n Point of view}

We sat back at our seats at the restaurant, finally ordering after settling down. "So Y/N, how have you been? How's Hyungsik?" Minho said as he sips onto his drink. 

My hand stops in place, I put down the fork in my hand letting out a small sigh. "we broke up" I finally manage to say but felt my lips tremble. Before I could see any reaction from him I turn to the window for comfort. 

"I thought you guys were doing great!?" He said perplexed and was followed by the sound of a cup slamming on the table. I flinched at the sound bringing my attention to him, he was struck with awe, both his mouth and eyes were wide open.

"I thought so too, but I guess I was the only one who thought so." I admitted to the sad truth, without noticing how much it hurt; tears were glossing over my eyes but I quickly wiped them away trying to laugh it off. I narrowed my eyes, the pain in my chest burned rigorously but kept my silence.

"Did he say why?" Minho gently asked. I waited for a few moments until I was sure my voice wouldn't break.

"As long as he happy, the reason doesn't matter" I finally turn back to Minho who stared attentively. 

"That jerk!! " Minho faced twisted with anger. "The next time I see that bastard I going to kick his ass for hurting you like that!" Minho spit out in rage while clenching his hands to form a fist. 

"It's not his fault!" I quickly added hoping he won't go out and confront him. " I guess we grew apart, please don't hurt anyone" I tried to reason while trying to keep the burning feeling in my throat from rising, " I don't want to see anyone get hurt" I finished in a low voice, defeated by the grief that was brought back up.

"I won't do anything'  he eased his voice and released his fist," Only because you told me not to"  he mumbled ending the conversation.

(A/N: i apologize deeply for no being able to updated in such a long time. Things were tough for the pass month and this month isn't any better but I finally have a lengthy break so I will try to update weekly also don't forget to show love to this book vote and comment! Also i hope everyone has a beautiful day!! love yourself :) byeee ~~)