《PLAY BOY IN LOVE _ KTH FF》CHAPTER - 5
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And it was a.......
Trash can.
That was the only visible weapon that seemed productive to me.
I lifted it upwards my head and sent it crashing straight into a guy's head and he fell down with the garbage can resting on his head like a freaking crown.
That was funny AF. Lol.
And then all the limelight was on me. I looked around and saw a bunch of more trash cans and I smirked at the evil Idea I had.
I turned my gaze towards the other two guys and they were already charging towards me like a raging bull. The third one was captured by the middle aged Lady and she was literally beating the shit out of him with her kitten heels and the girl was resting her back on the wall.
At least she is safe now.
I immediately lifted up another trash can and rolled it towards them.
It had fruit waste and sadly the guys slipped over it and were soon sliding their butts off on the ground.
They went straight into the big garbage can and the girl chuckled a bit. I smiled at her and she gave me an ever so sweetest smile.
But the man from earlier was now free and was stomping towards me but it all got unnoticed as I was too busy in eye messaging that sweet girl.
She pointed out towards the man but I was slow and he punched me on my ribs making me to crouch down whilst holding on to my chest.
That Fucking shit hurts you moron.
But not soon enough I heard the police sirens and sighed in relief.
The so called guy tensed up and started to run away but I tackled him with my leg and he fell down.
This is the punishment you get you stupid piece of Junk.
He glared at me while groaning at the same time and pounced on me all of a sudden.
But before he could cause any further damage he was separated from me by the cops.
They helped me to stand up but there were only three cops.
They said that they have to take each of them and due to the night duty the other cops were busy in patrolling.
I nodded in response and soon I saw the figure of the police car disapear.
I turned towards the two ladies that had a thankful expression on their face.
"You are so brave sweetie. Thank you so much for saving us today. If it was not for you then we could __"
"Ahhh." suddenly the pregnant girl cried whilst holding her abdomen tightly.
"M-om it's - p-a-i-ning." she said in between her cries and her mother stared at her in horror.
"It's not time for your labor yet." she stated and fear was clearly visible in her voice.
"We should rush her to the hospital."
I said as I could tell that her condition was getting worse by every second.
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"B-ut h-ow__"
"Mam it's not the right time to panic we have to rush her to the hospital or else she can loose her child." I said while trying to calm her down and she nodded her head vigorously.
"Mam do you have any transport?"
"We had a while ago but __" she stopped and started sobbing. I felt really sorry for her state.
"It's OK just keep on taking deep breaths and Mam massage her hands to keep her as relaxed as possible. I am finding a taxi so please stay strong." I said and went towards the road. It was still raining but it was really light.
Even though the two ladies were not wet. I think that I reached on right time.
But I still look like a drenched mermaid.
I stepped in front of a taxi and the driver yelled at me that how I acted like a person who had just broken through the mental asylum.
I approached him and practically begged infont of him and he agreed as soon as he heard that the girl was pregnant.
Looks like there is some humanity left in this world.
We quickly placed the girl at the back seat and she was resting on her mother's lap who was comforting her from time to time.
How much I envied her for having such a sweet and caring mom whereas on the other hand all I got was an abusive mother and step father who doesn't even gives a shit about us.
We reached the hospital and I payed the driver online and he gladly accepted.
It's good that he didn't refused like a typical TV drama.
I rushed inside and saw the lady sitting on the bench outside a room.
I sat down beside her and her head shot up as soon as she felt my presence.
She hugged me and said ,' Thank you so much sweetie. It you had not came on the right time I don't even know what those men would have done to my Yu-ri. You are literally an angel in human disguise." she said and I was never this much happy in my life.
She squeezed me in a friendly manner but I hissed in pain.
My poor ribs.
"What happened sweetie? Are you alright? " she asked me in a worried tone and I couldn't help but just enjoy the new feeling of being taken care of.
"It's nothing serious aunty. I think you should inform your family members about this." I said and handed her my phone.
Just in case.
She gladly accepted that and quickly called two to three people explainig them about the situation and not to mention she spoke about me every time.
She hung up on the last person and returned me the phone with a smile.
"What's your name sweetie?"
"Song Y/n." I chimed out as soon as she asked that and she smiled sweetly. She was about to say something when the doctor came out of the room and stepped towards us.
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"It was just because of stress miss. You should make sure she is not worked up and I am glad that you reached on time." she flashed us a smile and allowed us to go inside.
I was hesitant at first whether I should go or not but the humble Lady insisted me and I was not in a position to say no.
We stepped inside and saw her staring at the ceiling but as soon as she heard us she gave me an ever so beautiful smile.
We both sat down beside her and she thanked me but I stopped her from further actions because she needed rest.
But she insisted to hug me and I gladly accepted that but again my rib cage was not co-operating.
They both looked at me with worried eyes and even after a lot of protests that Lady lifted up my hoodie and as soon as she did her eyes widened in horror.
Is it that bad.
Of course a bitch kicked the shit out of me.
"It's really bad Y/n you should get medical help." Mrs Yu-ri said while being a little tensed up and I just nodded with a reassuring smile.
We were just chit chatting about random stuff. I asked them about their family and all. I got to know that they were the Kim's and those ladies belonged to the family that was loaded.
The Kim industries was mentioned as one of the most influential companies out of hundred by times magazine.
They didn't tell me much and I was also not a news person. I just got to know that the girl was 24 and she was happily married to the CEO of HYBE labels Mr. Yeonjun and her name was Kim Yu-Ri.
About that humble lady she just told me to call her Mrs. Kim and also she had a son nearly my age.
When they inquired about me I just told them that my father was the CEO of Dream chain of companies which was true my step father owned that company. And about my mother she is just a house wife.
Again we were back to gossiping about girly stuffs and all but not so soon the doctor barged in completely ruining our girly moment.
Mrs Yu-ri cursed under her breath and then whined in front of me to continue on how to make Indian cuisines.
As soon as I told them I had a thing for cooking they couldn't stop asking me how many dishes I can make.
Well to tell them the truth I was pretty good at making all Korean dishes and also other Asian cuisines.
But Mrs Yu-Ri seemed to be more interested in Indian food. I was good at making that and I happily dictated on how I made it last time but the doctor completely stepped on our cookery session.
When the doctor was about to go Mrs. Kim stopped her. I looked at her in confusion.
Is there anything left now? After performing all the possibe tests?
"Doctor Miss Y/n needs major medical help on her rib cage area." she said in a professional way and without any warning she lifted up my hoodie.
The doctor was shocked and her eyes widened in horror as soon as her sight came in contact with the big fat bruise on my stomach and rib cage.
It probably looked like that I was run over by some racing cars.
"Oh my God miss you need serious help with that. Please come with me right now." I boringly looked at her but Mrs Kim insisted that I should go.
How can I say no to her?
She also said that her family was coming soon so I can go and freely have my check up.
I smiled at them and left the room with the doctor.
She took me in the room just in front of the last one and made me lay down.
She roamed her hands on my bruises and then pressed slightly and I hissed in return.
"When Mrs Kim said that you were punched once I was not expecting a condition like this. This happened way before than that isn't it?" she asked me in a low but sweet voice.
"I was beat up by another guys who were there to attack them." I lied smoothly and she seemed to believe me.
Phew. I can't go on ranting about my miserable life to all people now after Mrs kang.
"Well it's not a serious fracture it's just a crack as per my conclusion right not. And for further issues I just have to do an x ray and some other tests to make sure that there isn't any internal bleeding." she said I agreed in an instant.
The tests took quite a time but at last they were over.
"The results will come out after half an hour so till then you can go back to Mrs Kim." she said and my eyes lit up.
I scurried my way towards the room but when I reached the gate I already spotted a bunch of 'Men in black' already talking to Mrs Kim and there were more bodyguards than normal people.
I spotted a middle aged man who was holding Mrs Kim's hands firmly.
I guess he is Mr Kim.
Soon I spotted a devilishly handsome Greek God looking man. He looked familiar.
He is Mr. Yeonjun. I have seen him in the magazine covers looking charismatic.
But right now his eyes were only showing concern for his dear wife.
I scanned the whole room and spotted another familiar face.
How on earth I get tangled up with the most messed up people ever witnessed by history?
I just stared at him in disbelief not believing my eyes.
Is he really....
Kim taehyung?
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