"Wait!" She whisper shouted to Chenle who was standing by the door with no weapons.

"What?" He replied back, flexing his fingers in attempts to ease them up.

"Should we tag team and like WWE those guys?" She asked excitedly. "I always wanted to be in the ring and-"

"You know it's staged right?"

"Shut up." She grumbled, shoulders slumping. "What are we waiting for?"

Chenle sighed, standing up.

"Go hide in your closet or something, I'll be back."

"But I wanna help, plus they're low-key hot and I'm not missing the opportunity of falling in love with an enemy."

Seowoo spoke as she walked towards the door and placed her hand on the doorknob ready to open it.

Chenle grabbed the back of her t-shirt- pulling her away from the door.

"You're not falling in love with your enemy who literally are trying to kill you, are you stupid?"

"Kinda, but they're hot."

Chenle scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah right." He mumbled bitterly. "Hot my ass."

There was distinct banging around the house and Seowoo cleared her throat.

"Listen, I want to help- I don't even care what you say because I don't listen to you but I'm going to go beat their asses because they broke my parent's house and if they did then I'm dead."

Chenle poked his tongue on the side of his cheek then grazed the lipring with his teeth as he ultimately gave in.

"Don't get stabbed again."

Seowoo grabbed the weapons from the boy, giving him a grin and a thumbs up.

"Hotties here I come."

Chenle opened the door, his posture straightening and oozing brutality as he strode towards the first victim.

Without hesitation, his fist went launching into the guy's face- stumbling into the ground as Chenle advanced on him.

"Don't go downstairs yet." Chenle ordered Seowoo who was about to go downstairs. She tsked, shrugging it off as she began to quietly walk down the steps.

"Break into my house and think you own it?" She muttered under her breath- grasping the baseball bat from the display of her Father's.

She gripped it tight in her hands as she began to walk down the dimly lit hallway, swallowing down her nerves as she mentally prepared herself.

Come on, be a badass

Right.

She straightened her posture, taking her hair out of the hair tie and shaking it out to fall naturally.

Chenle was behind her, rolling his eyes as he shoved his cap on her head in irritation and walked right past her.

She narrowed her eyes, glaring at the back of his head.

"There she is." A voice spoke out.

Seowoo glanced towards the kitchen as the tall melanin boy stalked towards her as he twirled a knife around in his hand.

He had a captivating smirk on his lips, dressed in a simple black tank top to show off his muscles and black skinny jeans to accentuate his long lean legs.

His black hair fell over his eyes as his gaze wandered up and down her.

"Long time no see."

Seowoo gripped the bat in her hands, becoming defensive in her posture as he stopped a fair distance away from her as the yells of pain sounded from the kitchen.

"Who are you?" She demanded and the boy's tongue grazed over his teeth languidly.

"Me? Do you not remember me? That's offensive."

"Cut the crap." She spat.

He shrugged.

The boy lifted his hand up, showing his wrist where the spider tattoo was inked into it.

Her eyes widened, glancing up at his face as he laughed at her reaction.

"Remember me now doll?"

"You..." She trailed off but the male wasn't interested in what she was saying as he lunged for her.

He tackled her onto the ground as her head went smacking into the ground with a thud. She squeezed her eyes shut in pain but fury coursed through her.

Angrily, she used her might to push him off and immediately got up to her feet- grabbing the bat as he also got up with fury and strode over to her.

Seowoo spun around, not hesitating when she smacked the bat square on his head.

"Fuck." He hissed, gripping his head in excruciating pain as Seowoo harshly kicked in the back of his knee to force him into the ground kneeling.

Her fingers weaved through his hair- pulling on the roots and forcing his head back as she stared at him with her darkened serious eyes.

"How fucking dare you show up in my house." She seethed, tone dripping with such fury that it was almost as if she was a different person.

He let out a low toned laugh, grabbing her wrist and pulling her hand from his hair and standing up to his near 6 foot height.

Seowoo didn't back down or look away, she pushed her chin up with defiant stoic eyes as he leaned down.

"Listen doll, we killed him and we won't hesitate to kill you too."

Seowoo was silent, holding his eye contact.

"Really? Because it just sounds like-" Seowoo harshly cut herself off as she balled her fist up and rammed it into his jaw with all her might.

His head whipped to the side and he turned his head to look at her with furious flaming eyes.

Tackling her again, they both went straight into the glass display of her baby pictures- her back and the force of it shattering it as she felt pieces of glass prick her skin.

Keep fighting.

Seowoo dismissed the pain, bringing her knee up to ram into his crotch twice and pushing him off of her as he stumbled back onto the floor.

"You fucking bitch." He gritted out in pain as Seowoo crouched down in front of him with tantalising eyes.

"And what?" She asked, cocking a brow up. She grabbed his jaw with her hand- pressing her thumb into the bruise she had made to elicit a hiss of pain.

Her lips curved up into a smirk, grabbing his chin and leaning towards him. Her lips were next to his ear as her thumb forcefully dragged over his cheekbone.

"I'm glad you came here because now I know exactly what I'm looking for." She whispered with a smug smile on her lips. "And I won't be stopping until you're all behind bars or dead."

Her tone was low and threatening as she leaned away- letting her knee fall to his thigh as she pressed her weight on it.

A loud groan of pain fell from his lips, trying to get her knee off of him but she laughed, ruffling his hair and trailing her hand down the side of his face slowly, teasingly.

"Aw, poor you- are you in pain?" She mocked with a pout.

Seowoo's open palm striked across his cheek, the sound vibrating through the air as she flashed him a sweet smile.

"Good."

Chenle was watching her from the doorway, leaning against the frame as he made eye contact with the pained teary eyed boy.

He raised a brow at him and his lips pulled up at her actions.

Not half bad.

Seowoo's head immediately snapped up at the sound of the upstairs floorboards creaking and it dawned upon her as she immediately glanced at Chenle.

"The money."

Yeah it's just me cuz I'm broke