024

" i changed everything for this moment "

yeeun, clc - helicopter

Haewon's POVfoursome blades gyrated in their designated area as they chuffed routinely. the main rotor wings moved into the path of the vortex, producing the usual "blade slap" sound. trying my best to outset my eyelids to their open, i blinked as i partly saw the piechart on his head; in spite of me being held, air resistance was easily overwhelming as both our hairs drifted upwards and beyond.

In the other free hand, a rope ladder was in contact. I couldn't quite work out who the pilot was, but there was something so aesthetically pleasing about his bunny smile.

"Take it away Kook!" San called out, squinting at the flyer who signalled a salutation and began to turn the chopper counter clockwise.

Just behind us, the edifice began to cave in. Coal coloured smoke was arising in the airspace as the detritus from it's interior emptied out with no remorse. Nestling into San's sweet body, we braced as the helicopter retreated and soared midway into the sky.

"You can open your eyes now princess."

Between the clouds that promised rain, the skyline had it's colour of summer iris and millions of hidden galaxies full of brilliant stars. From afar, I could see the pollution of the city still levitating into the air; luckily for us, we were already far away from the calamity.

"You know I thought that you guys had left me." I gushed, taking in every mystery of San's eyes.

His tender lips tingled on my forehead, it was like a dew freckled petal caught in the breeze, so soft and with the refreshing hint of mint.

"We would never leave you, ever."

"House fire."

"What?" he replied, bewildering.

"San, the mansion is on fire." I cried.

From above, it looked like something out of a horror movie, twisted plastic and charred wooden posts, there was nothing to salvage, not a damn thing. We could smell the burning acrid, chemical infused and choking. A close success turned into another predicament.

Bosom individuals were visible outside the entrance, patiently waiting for our entry. Mingi's hair and height stood out uniquely beside my sister's dashing tow-coloured hair. The second San and I had touched the earth, Yeji clasped my back as I stared uneasily at the arson.

"We found a letter, oddly enough, only the two diagonal opposing corners had been burnt." Seonghwa averred.

A conspicuous "J" sealed the envelope; we all gathered round the deputy as he began to read.

"Take this as the second warning, the detonation in the metropolis was the first. You may have thought you have won, but this is far from over. All this time I have been one step ahead and do you not ponder why?"

"Do you think he is saying that there was an imposter?" the leader built on.

"Wasn't it Yeosang?" Lalisa added.

"He's already dead and dealt with. Besides, he may have been involved with the enemy but that doesn't mean he didn't keep his mouth shut." Jongho uttered in firmness.

Yunho peaceably took the message out of the grape and continued:

"I was aware my coworker had a bond to one of your own. Sad that her witless betrayal caught up to her in the end. Fortunately for me, I still have another associate who remained devotional. Oh, and isn't it strange how you are missing two of your recruits no?"

He was right. Jennie and Wooyoung were no where to be seen.

The paralysing anxiety spread through my body like icy, liquid metal. Fire in the form of water stung my nut brown eyes, threatening their attack as I countered, dousing the tears back. If everyone else was being strong, why couldn't I?

The thought of Jennie in the hands of that deranged madman made me want to lurch. She has already been through so much and yet it's coming back to attempt to destroy her completely again. Wooyoung's mind was dysfunctional, not even just dysfunctional, but fanatical, mentally ill and deranged; and he would have no problem experimenting that psychotic mind of his on my best friend. That's what spooked me most.

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Jennie's POVred was all i could see. it was just a red room, filled with blank red objects. the windows concealed with scarlet curtains, the door splattered with devilish ruby. i had no clue as to where we were, but all i did. know was that the mansion was burning as we spoke. wooyoung's clothing contrasted it, symbolising death and death only. the red juxtaposed itself indeed, representing love or either blood - quite similar to how he treats me in this case.

"Ah, you're awake love."

"DON'T COME NEAR ME YOU FREAK!"

I scampered to the very back of the bed, furious.

Wooyoung scoffed insultingly, "Why is it that the very first thing I have to do is punish you? I know you don't like getting beat nor does your body, but if you continue to talk me in such way I will just kill you. Simply in cold blood."

Nobody was coming for me this time so I had to be logical on my own. Escape had to be planned as I gain his trust; once done, make a run for it. Our whereabouts couldn't be far from a local village or town.

"I'm sorry, please don't hurt me." I beseeched naively.

"I won't anymore, as long as you behave and do as told." he replied accordingly.

Forcefully pushing me on my backside, the black haired male began leaving pecks on my neck. They weren't all soft, some were rougher than others. I kept my limbs to my sides the whole time. He levelled up to my lobe and whispered:

"And don't think of escaping, I will find you and drag your ass back here with less privilege each time."

With that said, Wooyoung lunged for my neck like a bloodsucker. I cried as he dug his canines into my flesh, the pain was so unendurable but I feared if I made the wrong move, my death would come even quicker. He released and wavered back, staring at the graphic blemishes inscribed.

"Enjoy your new room." he beamed, sauntering out and fastening a lock.

With the agonising ache, I surveyed the room for the first necessary object which would aid my breakout.

A key.

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a/n : how will things turn out between haewon and san?

jimin is still out on the loose, what could he possibly be planning?

till we meet again. - LV.