two players; lin yanjun

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a/n:
ayo wassup! so this a long ass chapter, but imma just hit y'all with it cause it's been forever! missed you all & thank you for 64k reads!!! sorry it took so long! i had time to write so i decided to get this to you all. i don't know when I'll be able to write again, but i shall finish this book. sorry if it's cringy lol. we got 26 chapters left and i forgot what was going to happen so i gotta figure that out.
- ellie

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third person pov

"Hey," Yanjun said, messing with his dark hair as he entered the premises where the other boys always seemed to be.

"Yo," Ziyi threw up a hand sign. The others nodded in acknowledgement, staring at the television. They were watching a cartoon while lounging around eating snacks.

"So I was thinking-"

Before Yanjun could finish his sentence, a phone began to ring. Papillon by Jackson Wang of Got7 played through the room and Justin fished his phone out of his pocket. The youngest quickly answered the phone and held it up to his ear.

"He woke up? M-Mom, why are you crying? Slow down," Justin got to his feet, everyone was watching him. "No, she's not here....No, she went to pick Linkai up...we'll meet you there...oh. Okay. Yeah, I'll call you. Okay. Bye."

"Justin, what happened," Zhangjing asked when Justin ran a shaky hand through his hair.

"My...my dad woke up," Justin answered and glanced in Yanjun's direction. "She wants us to wait for Scarlett before we go to the hospital. Something about making sure she was safe."

"Why," Yanjun asked. Wouldn't she call Scarlett if their dad woke up?

"I don't-"

"Who changed the channel," Nongnong asked when the screen suddenly didn't show the cartoon they had playing. The screen went blank for a moment before flashing to a new image.

Instead the screen showed a large room with grey floors. There was trash and debris everywhere, broken wooden chairs were piled in a corner and some metal boxes against the wall, but that wasn't important.

What was important was the only figure in the distressed room. There was no mistaking that it was a female. Her body clothed in nothing, but a large black shirt that made it look like she wasn't wearing shorts.

They all stared at her body that seemed to be covered in purples, blues, and blacks. Blood covered some parts, dried and some fresh. They weren't able to see her face due to her hair covering it, hiding her identity. Her hand was shackled to a railing against the wall that she leaned against.

"What kind of demented shit is this? Turn it off," Ziyi ordered. Everyone on the couch looked for the remote, but stopped and their attention was directed back when they heard a familiar nickname.

"Red," a male voice spoke out almost like a whisper. They watched as his eyes landed on the figure and in the blink of an eye he was in front of her. His hand carefully placed on her shoulder. "Red. Red, wake up."

The girl groaned, but her face had finally been revealed and bile rose in everyone's throat. She had a black eye and her face was covered with small cuts, but they still recognized her.

"Jiejie," Justin croaked, staring at the screen with tears clouding his eyes. He collapsed onto the couch, pure fear masking his face.

"B-Blue," the girl rasped. Her voice was like sandpaper, gritty and dry.

She stared at his face and saw his hair was now dirty blonde, but she recognized those beautiful blue eyes that she loved so much. Her hand reached out to him and it seemed she didn't even believe he was there. When her hand made contact, her eyes widened and she panicked. "Benny-"