New World | SOOKAI

Chapter 20

... Yeonjun?

He... why was he ...

... I'm not dead, am I?

My thoughts were confirmed as I felt my body drop to the ground. My insides were in utter turmoil. I could feel every nerve. Every muscle. Every bone. They felt like they were melting slowly now, the ice in my veins became consumed by fire and I was incinerated from the inside out with each moment that passed.

I felt my head be lifted slowly and gently placed upon something firm. I heard Taehyun's voice now.

"You.. can't be... I was so precise with my wound upon you.."

"Precision is nothing against pure, unrestrained willpower" I heard the first voice reply in a deep, feral growl. Yeonjun. He sounded like an untamed beast. Soobin had been friends with him? I couldn't even imagine the scenario.

"I wasn't about to just give up then and there and let you two run wild with your uncouth methods of killing. You draw too much attention to us. This is my territory. You are nothing."

I knew I was still dying, slowly, but the words that Yeonjun spoke gave me hope. They slapped me across my heart and I began breathing harder now, trying to wrestle with death in my weakened grasp.

I soon felt a soft pressure around my neck, something was being placed around it but it wasn't a hand or teeth. It was gentle. I could smell.. An incredibly faint scent of perfume. One I had smelled on Soobin before very briefly but never questioned it.

"Soo... bin..."

I felt movement around my wrists, my hands were being untied.

"Don't speak, my love. Save your breath."

That voice, deep and charming in my ear once more. He was free? What happened to Beomgyu..?

"Get him out of here, Soobin." I heard Yeonjun speak again, he was more composed now but I could tell the situation that was rising around me hadn't yet reached its peak.

"Take him to my house. It isn't far from here. Head south."

I soon felt my body being picked up, Soobin groaned next to my ear with the strain he must have been feeling from still being injured.

"Yeonjun.." Soobin spoke worriedly and hesitated in moving.

"Don't worry about me, Soobin. Go."

Trust him, Soobin. Like you trusted me. I didn't know a damned thing about Yeonjun, but he cared. Perhaps more than he let on.

"Let's dance, little squirrel."

Little squirrel? Was that what he just called Taehyun? If he thought someone as terrible and foreboding as Taehyun to be a squirrel.... What kind of ferocious animal was Yeonjun in comparison?

I could now feel the wind against my face, Soobin was running. Fast. If I hadn't opened my eyes to look around, I could have sworn my head was hanging out the back of a car window at 100km per hour. But it was a painful journey. With every step that Soobin took across the ground, my body ached deeper in the consuming pain that didn't leave an inch of me untouched. I knew Taehyun's teeth hadn't just drained blood out of me, but he simultaneously filled me with something that was causing this deep other-worldly suffering. Its essence violated every corner of myself.

"Hold on, Kai.." I heard Soobin whisper out to me through his hurried strides.

I soon felt my head being cradled upwards and my neck and throat were beginning to feel empty with how much blood I felt oozing out of me from the position.