Chapter 7

You stared in horror as you saw Sehun’s face, What did you do to yourself… ani who did this to you?  You quickly went back to your bunk and dug into your suitcase until you grabbed a huge box, then you quickly climbed down.  You opened the big box and put on gloves, a mask, and scrubs; then you knelt down beside him, you’re so stupid!!  I mean all boys are stupid, but ones who gets in fights are stupider.

You grabbed some disinfectants and poured it onto a cotton; you hesitated before dabbing his face.  He groaned by the stinging pain your sending through his body, but he didn’t ‘wake up’.  You bit your lip and snapped your hand back; will he attack me if he wakes up?  You looked over his face and his torso as crimson liquid sunk through, I have to help him; he’s hurt and he might die… and if he dies I might be a suspect if they found out my history. 

You looked at him again and thought it was best if you start with his torso first.  You took out the surgical scissors from your large first-aid kit and took a deep breath before you cut his shirt off.  Ok, calm down Kim Hei Ryung, just clam down… you’re doing this so he won’t die in front of you… well I could let him...  Ani! If I leave him like this I’m no better than the man that did this to him!

You took the shirt of his torso, averting your eyes from his pale yet tone stomach and chest as you grabbed a new cotton and poured disinfectant with it.  “Pabo, you should have gone to the hospital not the room.”  You dabbed his wound and then you took out some gaze; pressing a thumb down at the edge as you began to wrap; Sehun groaned again, and you widened her eyes, but they turned sullen as his face relaxed.

You finished tending to Sehun’s wounds and leaned your back at the wall as you sighed; I hope he’ll be ok.  You took off your ‘armor’ as you were about to turn off the light; you looked at the wolf posters again as they were across the room and sighed.  You turned off the lights, felt your way to the ladder to your bed and fell asleep.

It’s dark and cold; you’re tied up to a tree as you struggled to be free, “Duwajuseyo,” you choked as you realized you been screaming for an hour already.  You stood there in the cold: no shoes to cover your feet, your school jacket has been taken off as well as your other bloody clothes as it been replaced by a ragged dress; your hair tied up into a tight bun, preventing from falling down unto your skin to provided warmth. 

Your eyes bulged as you breathe in and out when you heard footsteps coming near, with a familiar voice blazing out, *Oh no… They’re back!*  You look from side to side, struggling to get free until the figure stood in front of you grabbing your little chin, “I’m back princess… miss me?”

“Now now, don’t like that… because we all know I’m the one she misses,” a younger man said as he his lips.  The older man pushed him, “Yah! Don’t be like that… she’s still a little kid.”

“But when she grows up… she’s mine!”  The older man shook his head and then grabbed your chin moving your face from side to side, “She’s going to be a keeper… and it seems she’s surviving our tests.”

“Ne, but I think the roof was a little too much… don’t you think?”  The older man boomed as he laughed at the younger’s ‘silly’ remark, “This isn’t the first on who passed that test, a whole lot of kids didn’t want to die that way.”  The younger nodded as he looked at you again, “Is this the last test?”

“Ani, but let’s see if this one survives, unlike the others,” the older man laughed.  The younger smirked and then walked up to you as he grabbed your chin, “I hope you survive… you’ll make a lovely wife,” he pecked your cheek and leaned back, “And a pretty one at that.”

“You shouldn’t get her hopes up… we don’t know if she’ll survive this,” he looked at a folder, “But I’ll tell you one thing about her:  She is nine years old,” the old man closed his folder and the younger man pouted, “She’s nine? I’ll have to wait for seven more years till she’s considered an adult… I’ll be like thirty by then.”  He looked at you and smirked, “But I don’t mind.”

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You clenched your teeth in your sleep as you picture the man’s disturbing face.  Tears started falling down and you felt something tighten around you.  You furrowed your eyebrows and fluttered your eyes open slowly, only to see Sehun’s face inches from yours.  You blinked a few times to make sure you weren’t dreaming, but once you felt his warm breath on your neck as he snuggled up next to you; you lost it.

Instead of screaming and/ or hyperventilating; you kneed him and punched his stab wound, making him fall to the ground, screaming in pain, “What the Halibut was that freaking for?” he asked as he held his wounded parts. 

You looked down from your bed and Sehun stared at your wet face, “YAH! You’re not one to cry!”  You bit your lip and threw a pillow at him as you ran down to the bathroom.

You leaned on the door and started balling your eyes out, Stupid, Stupid, Stupid! I let my guard down by treating him and he does this to me! Byuntae! Every guy out there is a Byuntae! I can’t trust anyone!!!

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Sehun was still on the bunk floor when, “Yah! Hunnie!... Hunnie? Where are you?” he heard a familiar voice as he hit the bunk floor.  The boy climbed up and saw Sehun holding himself as his life depended on it, “Yah! What happened?!”

“That freaking Chicken!” Sehun gasped as the man helped him sit up, “I don’t know who this chicken is, but that guy had the nerve to hurt my friend…” he looked down and finally realized that Sehun was shirtless and not only that but also saw red bleeding out of his gaze, “Why are you shirtless and why are you BLEEDING?!” 

Sehun lifted an eyebrow

and looked down, realizing just now, “Huh? Did I do this? Zitao! Did I do this?”

“You don’t even know?!”  Sehun shook his head and then squinted his eye trying to remember what happened, he sighed as he shook his head, “Nope, nothing.”  The boy, Zitao, he was talking to shook his head, just when, “Heyyo!” Zitao looked over the bunk and waved the other over. 

The other climbed up and sat on the bed, “Are feeling ok, Sehun, I mean…” you waved his arm around Sehun’s face and torso, “They got you pretty bad.” 

Sehun sighed, “Can you tell me what happened, Kai?  I have no idea what happened.”