《hostage | all of us are dead》chapter 11
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of course, the one walking up the stairs was gwinam, who else would it be? he walked up with a mad look in his eyes, holding onto another zombie
he walked close to cheongsan and suhyeok, suhyeok had gotten ready to push him down but gwinam took a hold on his wrist, suhyeok struggled to let go
"relax, im not gonna hurt you, unless you want me to, like eariler" he smirked "im here for her" he turned his head towards me, i looked back at him, unamused
"what? you gonna kill me?" he laughed "wheres the fun in that? id much rather do something else, you know..." he stopped talking to give a creepy effect "your pretty hot, but wouldn't you be so much hotter under me?" i coughed, having not been expecting
"yoon gwinam, that is incredibly inappropriate behavior" ms park said "yeah! don't talk to her like that! she's not a toy" hyoryung grumbly said
"oh don't worry, she might not be now, but once im done with her she'll be saying so" suhyeok finally caught him off guard and punched him the stomach
"shit!" he mumbled, pain shooting up through his body "you're gonna regret that!" gwinam had barely any time to react before suhyeok punched him square in the face
during this cheongsan and daesu had been fighting off the zombies who tried getting through the sheet, and cheongsan was surprised when gwinam bumped into him as the force of suhyeok's punch was strong
gwinam grabbed cheongsan's arm and threw him at suhyeok
i started banging on the door again, pulling the knob as hard as i can, ignoring the commination behind me
onjo helped with banging on the door, the force of our hands banging was pushing the hard door, it almost felt like we could push it open
gwinam continued with his violence against suhyeok, namra had been frozen in place when she suddenly snapped her head turns him, she calmly stood next to him and grabbed ahold of his neck, lifting him in the air as he struggled again her strong hands
"how are you still alive?!" she whispered, leaving him no time to speak as she threw him down the stairs, hearing a crack as he fell
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the door was suddenly opened, causing me and onjo, who had resorted to banging our bodies against the door, to fall instantly
i hit my head harshly on the ground, that fucking hurt, i put my hand where my head hit the ground and felt wetness, i pulled my hand back and saw red, i was bleeding
i looked up and saw the others rushing in, and eunji and cheolsoo besides me
eunji noticed me bleeding and immediately sat down next to me
"are you okay?!" she panicked "i knew i should've opened the door sooner! im so sorry!" she rambled afterwards which did nothing but add to my headache
"it's okay...im okay, fuck maybe not" i whimpered, now with the pain of my ankle and head, it felt impossible to breathe
i barely noticed as the others tried shouting to get the helicopter's attention, but it just wouldn't go near us
it seemed to stop for a moment, before leaving
i looked up and watched as the others cried, why didn't it stop? it should have... that's not what happened in the show, it hurts to even think
i stood up slowly with eunji's help, she put my arm around her shoulder and helped me walk to the others
i felt like i could pass out at any moment, i could barely hear as eunji told the others about the wound on my head
ms park offered me a drink from a bag one of them was carrying, but i could barely hold onto it before dropping it to the floor
i whimpered again, i remembered that onjo felt the same way as me so i tried my best to look at her, observing her head slowly to make sure, but it seemed like her head didn't hit the ground, but her hand was bleeding
"your...hand" i said "it's bleeding" onjo nodded "it is, but you're more important right now" i closed my eyes and almost fell over, but the others held onto me
"if it weren't for us leaving you we would've been here faster and you wouldn't be hurt" cheongsan sighed and ran a hand through his hair
"it's...fine, i guess, don't blame yourself" i sighed, feeling worse than ive ever felt, joonyeong checked my head, making sure it wasn't a bad wound
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suhyeok ripped apart of his inner shirt and walked to me, wrapping it around my head to help with the bleeding
the sun was starting to go down as the others gathered sticks and other objects to make a sign, incase the helicopter would show up again, which it will
once they gatherer everything the began to to throw the sticks in a pile, and tried to make a fire, unsuccessfully
i looked to namra, who i knew had a lighter and laughed a bit, stopping shortly after due to a sudden pain in my head, i grimaced and sighed
after a few more unsuccessful tries, namra finally gave them her lighter
only a couple minutes later, the sun had fully set and we were all sitting around the fire, beside me on the right was cheolsoo and the left nayeon
we all had drinks in our hands as well, it seemed almost like a hangout, next to a warm fire with drinks in hand, it was relaxing
they started talking, about anything and everything, i just sat and listened, too tired to form a sentence
but i focused more when they started talking about crushes
"y/n?" suhyeok said, i leaned over to him "do you...like anybody?" i froze at his question, how would i answer that? i kind of...like all of them? maybe it's just my instinct to fall in love with any attractive fictional character, but is this fictional right now?
"i... don't know how to answer that" they seemed disappointed, but didn't pry, until cheongsan said something
"are you sure? there isn't anything you wanna say?" i stood there awkwardly
"um...i like alot of people...yeah" i scratched my neck awkwardly
"like who?" jimin said
"guys, come on, she's obviously uncomfortable" ms park said "let her say it when she's ready"
they seemed to understand and quickly changed the conversation, i stood there fiddling with my drink, i hope i didn't upset them
cheolsoo seemed to sense my discomfort and hesitately took a hold of my hand
"it's okay, you don't have to say anything until you're comfortable" i smiled at him and he returned it
"i think im gonna go sit by the corner, im not used to being around so many people like this" he said
"want me to come with? i think i could do without talking for a bit" he nodded and helped me up, the others looked at us confused so i told them i had a headache, they understood and let us go, but not without a glare sent towards cheolsoo
i seemed to be too tired to remember the danger that was coming my way being at the corner
we looked out over the railing, seeing nothing but small buildings that belonged to the school, and some trees in the distance
we sat in comfortable silence, feeling the cold breeze through my body, it was relaxing, so relaxing infact, that i didn't hear a certain hambie from behind us, who had climbed to the roof
cheolsoo turned around, sensing someones presence and gasped, grabbing my attention as i turned around, just in time to watch as gwinam grabbed ahold on cheolsoo's arm and threw him to the ground
"why you hang out with such low lifes is beyond me, you're supposed to be with me! not them" the sound of cheolsoo being throw to the ground grabbed the attention of the others, with of them some running towards us, but gwinam was faster in turning around and kicking them to the ground
of course, suhyeok wasn't having that and punched him, again, when he wasn't paying attention
"oh, you bitch!" gwinam took ahold of his arm, lifting him just by his arm, he was almost ready to take a bite when i ran into him and pushed him down, accidentally knocking down suhyeok in the process
i put my hands onto his wrists with a tight grip, but he was stronger and smacked me off, getting on top of me instead
"gosh, look at you, y'know, if you come with me, I'll forgive you" i struggled under his hold
"fuck off!" he didn't budge, so i kicked him right in the balls, it was enough for his grip to loosen so i kicked some more until he fell to the side, suhyeok helped me up and gwinam got up soon after
"oh, you're so dead!" he said, running up to the both of you but was interrupted as namra came running at him, grabbing him by the neck once again, and throwing him off the building
i panted from beside suhyeok, he held a protective grip around my waist
i sighed and leaned my head against him,i just can't catch a break...
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