Did You Really Save Me

Chapter Sixteen

Kyungsoo POV

It was days before Luhan and Lay let me leave the room, not including the times I needed to go have a shower or use the toilet. They were more strict than I thought they would be, it started to make me believe that I was actually apart of the gang and not just some doll they would use for dangerous missions. My plan of asking one of the members to take me back to my old house flew out the window.

Today was the last day I have to stay in my room, they both said that after a couple of days rest that I would be good to move around. I would still be in some pain when doing certain movements but that was expected as I was shot. "How are you feeling?" Suho walks into the room with my breakfast, a bowl of chicken soup. "I could be better but I am able to leave my room now and not with the excuse of going to the bathroom," I said with a breathless sigh. Suho just chuckled.

We chatted for a while then he left the room and waited outside my door so I could get changed, it was a difficult task but they didn't need to see things yet. I changed into some sweat pants and a t-shirt, it was the most comfortable thing I owned.

Suho nodded his head as I opened the door, he motioned me to follow him with his hand. After a small while, I noticed that we were walking to his office. This started to make me feel uneasy. "Hey, uh, Suho. Why are we going to your office? Are the other members there as well?" He didn't respond for a while, my uneasiness became larger as the moments passed.

"No, the other members are out. You were supposed to go with them but you got shot." I could see a frown on his face after he said the sentence. For some reason, after he said that I couldn't help but feel guilty. Why was I feeling guilty? I didn't want to get shot and ruin their plans. A frown now made its way onto my face. I shook my head to get rid of those ridiculous thoughts.

We soon reached Suho's office, he opened the door and let me in and closed the door behind himself. I sat down in the large armchair that sat in front of his desk, he sat down in his large leather chair. He was quiet for a moment then he opened his mouth and spoke, "D.O," he said. "I know that if you did learn self-defence by a teacher you would have never learnt how to use a gun or a knife. My question is, were you in a gang before?" 

My heart stops in my chest, my breath stutters and I freeze. The question, one of the questions I was dreading to hear. I sigh and slowly nod my head knowing that I can't escape.