Irmandade

Little game.

-Shit!

The girl whispered as she ran as hard as she could at that moment. In her mind, she was trying to remember all the little details of what had happened a few minutes ago and trying, in a way, to fit them in to try to figure out what the fuck happened there. But nothing came to her mind. Not a single thing.

She felt a strong grip on her hand and looked over her shoulder. How the hell she had brought that girl with her? She knew that Youngbin would look at her with an ugly face and ask her why she had brought someone she didn't even know. But even herself didn't know why. She couldn't let an innocent die in the middle of a gunfight, could she?

She gave a small smile of relief as she saw the van parked about 500 m away and ran even faster, pulling his hand away. She shrugged when she heard the sounds of shots closer to her and people shouting. She pulled the girl's hand behind her and pushed her forward, as she pulled the gun from the waistband of her pants.

- Run to that gray van as much as you can. FAST!- She shouted at her, while in the distance she could identify a few heads heading toward her.

She knew it was forbidden to kill people from other gangs, but she wouldn't let herself die for stupid law either. Besides, they were going after her for no good reason. The BOSS was going to understand, she was sure of that.

She aimed the gun at a fat guy, and hit him on the arm. Even if she had thought of killing those motherfuckers, the important thing was only to delay them so that she would reach the van behind her. She looked over her shoulder and saw the girl come into it, while someone tall with black hair waited for her to close the door. She heard the sound of the vehicle.

- Fuck that! - She murmured to herself.

More people were running up to her and she had no ammunition to wipe them out, not least because she wasn't expecting such a thing to happen. She had just gone to get the money they owed, nothing more. She continued to run as fast as she could, hurrying her pace and then got into the van.

She took a deep breath, trying to recover the air she lacked. She sat down comfortably in the seat of the van, then smiled.

- That was close! So close. - She heard a laugh in front of her and looked at the person in question, seeing Rowoon, the same one who was holding the door of the van a few minutes ago, looking at her, while Jaeyoon, the boy with caramel hair, led her back to the dormitory.

-It was close, but I don't know how you're going to explain this to Youngbin. I really don't know, Hyumin. - He said and pointed at the girl next to her.

Hyumin had forgotten that she had brought that girl with her and only sighed. She clutched her hair and threw her head back, closing her eyes. How was she going to explain what had happened to the leader? Even if she told everything that had happened, and even if it was true, she knew that one way or another she would fuck herself. And no one would want to see an angry Youngbin, not even her.

She felt the cell trembling in her pants pocket and picked it up, seeing who the call was. "Unknown number". She frowned and answered.

- Hello?

"It sounds like fate, does not it, Hyumin? Always in the wrong places at the wrong times."

-Who speaks?

"That's not important right now, my dear!"

Hyumin could feel her breath breaking. She tried to calm down, trying to figure out what the person wanted.

- What the fuck do you want?

"I? Just play a game with you and your brothers."

- Look, you shit, I ...

"That's no answer, Hyumin! Not after what happened today."

Her eyes widened. How could this person know what had happened just minutes ago?

- OK! I accept. And now?

"And now? And now it's your turn. Who's going to kill now, little Hyumin?"

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English it's not my major language, so I hope you can understand that. Also, I had the idea for this fanfic after reading a HC on tumblr. 

I hope you can enjoy this story and give me and SF9 a lot of love. Xoxo