《hostage | all of us are dead》chapter 16
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we all ran towards the construction site, we got there pretty fast considering a good portion of us were injured
we went inside and tried to catch our breaths but namra froze, yelling out to get upstairs, there were zombies on the first floor
at least zombies are stupid, they can't easily get up the stairs
i followed namra towards the window as she called out to everybody
we all slowly poured out the window, and to be honest...with so many people on it a caged area, made me feel unsafe
namra helped me up, but i fell onto the stone anyway, really embarrassing...
unfortunately, i felt that i had skinned my knee, even with the pants on, it was stung but it wasn't the worst injury i had, still hurt like fuck though
some of us sat down, while the others stayed standing
i looked to onjo, i felt bad, knowing her dad was going to die, but I didn't do anything about it, i could've changed the outcome, but I didn't...
she grabbed what looked like a long screw and held it firmly in her hands, cheongsan noticed and grabbed from her with little struggling, he threw it away from her, she was upset but didn't say anything, instead she sat on the ground and started to cry
hari put her hand around her mouth, trying to lessen the noises she made
i leaned my head on the wall, sighing as quietly as i could, I knew gwinam would be here soon, and i really didn't wanna fight with him, again
"fuck, nothing is working out for us" mijin sighed
"it can't be as hard as being a senior though, right?" i joked and i saw her smile slightly
"see! you understand me!" she laughed quietly and gave me a high five
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"you guys better all survive, you think zombies are bad? try being a senior" mijin cursed
hari sighed, getting up "mijin, minjae, get up" minjae got up without a complaint but mijin didn't "what now?" she said
"let's look for a spot to jump off, go that way and we'll go this way, we're the oldest, so it's our duty, ms park can stay here, you've done enough to protect them now" suhyeok tried to help, but was only shoved away by mijin
onjo scooted closer to me, leaning her head on my shoulder, she was pale, paler than she had been at the start, her makeup slowly had been washed away by the sweat, rain and tears, her jacket having marks of foundation and even blood
she slowed moved her hand into mine, her palm was clammy, although i couldn't tell if it was from a sickness forming, or nervousness
i raised my hand to place on her head, running my hand through her tangled hair gently, trying not to disturb her too much
she sighed of comfort, nuzzling her head closer into my neck
i could feel multiple stares on us, but i didn't really mind
"y/n-" onjo had started to talk, but she was interrupted by someone's yelling
"Y/N L/N!" at that hari, mijin and minjae had speed walked back to us, they hadn't gotten that far so it didn't take long
"what was that..." cheongsan said, slowly getting up, i looked over to the rest,noticing eunji and cheolsoo had gone stiff, they recognized that voice, and they were the closest to the window, there were loud footsteps on the second floor aswell
sunhae shushed us, i stood up and walked closer to the window despite everyone 's silent disagreement
i froze in my spot as the ground underneath me made a loud creek, and just then the footsteps stopped outside the window, there was a curtain covering it but i could hear a person's heavy breathing outside of it
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the curtain moved and we looked at each other, it was gwinam, of course, who else could it be?
"there you are..." he said with a sickly sweet tone "it's been too long" i backed away as far as i could "it's been like a day, dude"
"one day too long" he sighed, stepping onto the pavement, uncaring for anyone in his way
he stood closer and closer,until i had nowhere to run, too close to the edge
"get away from her" suhyeok said from behind him, gwinam rolled his eyes
"you've had your fun with her, it's my turn, don't you think?" he smirked, he grabbed ahold of my arm and hovered me over the edge, resulting in a embarrassing squeal to come out of my mouth
"let go of her!" sunhae shouted
"or what? you gonna put me in detention? too late for that one" he laughs "im in control now, and my first order is that she stays with me, whaddya say?"
"fuck you" he got angrier at that and tightened his hold on my arm, he lifted it up and towards his mouth, twisting it slightly, i bit down on my lip to try and conceal my screams
"how about now?" he smirked as if he had won, i kicked his shin and he barely move "what are you trying to do now? you don't seriously think you'll win against me"
"you're right" i said "i won't" he smirked, but his 'victory' was short lived, someone came up from behind him, kicking him harshly in the back of his leg, he almost fell and let go of me, which would've been horrible for me
his grip became tighter and he looked behind him to see onjo, her eyes holding a deep hatred i had never seen before, even cheongsan was surprised from beside her
"let.her.go" she said and gwinam only laughed "what's a shorty like you gonna do that?" she slowly walked up to him, her arms were behind her back but he wasn't looking, she kicked him right in his balls, he doubled over in pain, loosing his grip on me and cheongsan grabbed me before i fell off
before gwinam could get up, she hit him with one of the long screws from earlier, it was a hard hit, and everyone was too shocked to move, as she aimed it at his back and struck it into his back, he screamed in agony, she took it out and it was covered in blood, she hit him one last time and shoved him over the edge before he even had time to think
she turned back around at us, blood coated her green uniform, she sighed and dropped the screw, rushing over to hug me
"im glad you're okay" she whispered, i was in shock from what had just happened, i patted her back with wide eyes
"yeah...me too" i said
well...that just happened
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