The next few days were somewhat awkward for the demons and Seonghwa. The human seemed to distance himself, something that made the demons worry.
Yunho, after seeing that Seonghwa didn't change his behaviour, he made sure to inform the rest about how the human was feeling.
The reaction was what he expected. The demons were dumbfounded hearing that. They couldn't believe that Seonghwa would feel like this.
Wooyoung was ready to go and talk to him, but Yunho stopped him. He knew that what Seonghwa was going through was hard. He wanted to give the human as much space as possible. He didn't want to burden him, or make him more anxious.
But, he also had missed the human. He couldn't remember when was the last time they were all together. Seonghwa was avoiding them.
But they had agreed to give him space. At least until he could clear his mind.
They would wait for him. They would wait until he was ready.
~~~~~
Seonghwa hadn't seen the demons since the day he had spoken with Yunho. It was like they vanished.
The human knew that they were still inside the house, he could sence them. They were just being invisible.
Seonghwa was thankful for that, he felt a little less anxious, not having to deal with them in person.
But, he had missed them. As much as he tried to tell himself otherwise, he had missed them. But he couldn't do anything else. His mind was a mess and he needed to clear things up.
Seonghwa kept living inside the house, but just existing only. The house felt empty at this point, not having the demons there.
He missed when Hongjoong would make them breakfast, or the loud yells of them, making his morning a little more enjoyable.
But at some point he felt guilty for having to solve his problem like that. By pushing everyone away. He should have know that, by sharing his problems, it would be much easier to deal with the issue.
But he couldn't bring himself to do that. So he continued doing what he was doing. Staying away from them, hoping that he would figure things out.
~~~~~
Seonghwa woke up again, feeling cold and lonely. For some reason he had gotten used to sleeping with the demons, so now having to wake up on an empty bed was a little strange.
'It's your fault, don't blame anyone else' He thought to himself and with a lot of effort lifted his body from the bed. He didn't want to, but he had to.
He decided that a walk to the town would help him. He didn't want to stay in the house, because, even if he wasn't able to see the demons, he was sure that they were watching him. And he felt vulnerable.
So, getting changed he exited the house, and started walking. It took him quite some time, but he didn't care. It wasn't the first time he had went there, and he wasn't even feeling tired.
Most of the day he had spent it on the town. Going again to the shop and strolling around the different shops, parks. Everything was peaceful for some reason, and he found himself relaxing.
After some time, maybe close to the afternoon, he stopped and sat at a bench to relax. Truth is that, his mind was at peace at those moments. He didn't have to worry about anything or anyone.
He stayed there and watched the sunset, feeling relieved for some reason.
He was at peace with himself at this moment. He had decided that he would sort things out with the demons.
He couldn't keep them away for much longer. He needed to talk with them, apologise to them. But he hoped that at least, they would take him back.
The reason why Seonghwa did all this, was because he was scared. He was scared of lies. He didn't want for the demons to lie to him. And the fact that he genuinely loved them was making it harder for him.
He had taken into consideration what Yunho had said to him, but he couldn't believe it. He felt like he would disappoint them. They were better without him either way.
Shaking his head, he lifted himself off the bench he was sitting, since the sun was no longer visible, and started making his way home.
The road wasn't that dark, since there were street lamps, illuminating the place.
Seonghwa was walking, and was ready to go through the path with trees that led to his house.
He was looking down, occasionally kicking small rocks, and that resulted into him, bumping into someone.
"Sorry" He whispered touching his face which was hurting a little, and kept walking.
But a hand wrapped around his wrist and dragged his forcefully into a strong torso.
"Look what we have here. Isn't he the witch that lives in that house" Seonghwa heard a deep and scary voice say, making chills ran down his spine.
He lifted his head cautiously to look at the owner of the voice, seeing a boy, not older than himself, with a creepy smirk on his face.
He looked around him, seeing two other people surrounding them.
Seonghwa felt scared. That was for sure.
He tried to get away from the strong grip, but the only thing he managed was for it to be grabbed even more tight.
"Please leave my hand" Seonghwa said whispering, clearly afraid of the men around him.
"Aww, and why would I do that bitch? It's not like everyday we meet people like you" The man said and turned to look at his friends.
"What do you say guys?"
"I think we should keep him for a while. He seems, interesting" Another boy said and approached them.
Seonghwa was circled by them, not knowing what to do.
"Please let me go" He said quietly, hoping that they would leave him alone.
"I dont think so doll. You'll come with us. I'm pretty you'll enjoy just as much as we will do" The boy said and started dragging him behind the trees of the path.
Seonghwa, as much as he struggled, he was much weaker than the man. And even if he tried to get away, there were two other men, that would catch him in a second.
He felt his body thrown forcefully on a tree, his back hurting from the impact. He found that opportunity of mere seconds to leave, but he wasn't able to.
The man saw that coming and grabbed him by his hair, pulling them from their routs.
"That was a stupid move bitch. Just stay still" The man said and dropped Seonghwa on the ground.
Seonghwa started struggling again, now tears ready to fall from his eyes. He wasn't gonna let that happen again.
He opened his mouth to scream, but a hand quickly covered it, muffling his yells.
The two boys came and grabbed his hands, pining them to the ground.
Seonghwa felt hands touch around his body, and he was unable to do something. Tears ran uncontrollably from his eyes, trying everything in his power to free himself.
Seonghwas beating was unstable, his heart was ready to pop off his chest.
"This might hurt doll face" The sickening voice of the man said. But he wasn't able to do anything else, when he felt a cold hand wrap around his neck, squeezing it.
"Get your filthy hands off of him"
