Chapter - 27

                                    

                                          
Jungsuk pov:
I am dead meat right now. What the fuck did I do? I made many plans with dongwook, I wanted to marry him and I wanted to have kids with him, but it all went to vain. I'm going to die at last. If only i died a little sooner, before I met dongwook, i would've been glad but now….. i was lost in these type of thoughts when a gaint man stood infront of me. He had a huge sword in his hand and his looks were scary. I closed my eyes thinking that would be the end of me but i got dragged by him — by my arms and it hurt alot — and got thrown on the cold hard ground. I hardly opened my eyes when an another huge man— he was probably the leader of that gang — stood infront of me with looks that would kill me. 
“Who are you? And what the fuck are you doing here” he asked rudely. I frowned and took a deep breath before saying, “I- I…… ummm……” 
“STOP STUTTERING AND ANSWER ME!!“ he yelled at me, making me jump out of fear. 
“No-nothing…. I was….. i was just walking around and found this place. I….. i won't te-tell th-this to anyone j-just let me go.“ I requested. Then another man came to him and said, “Let's leave him boss. He seems too scared to tell this to anyone. We don't need any more trouble.“ My eyes lit up when i heard that. I looked back at the boss with hopeful eyes. 
“Fine… you can go but…. If you fucking tell anyone about this …” 
“I won't. I promise.“ I interrupted. I got up and started to walk away from them, but suddenly i froze. I didn't know what this feeling was but it hurted my heart. I stopped in my tracks and looked back at the injured girl. Her eyes were pleading for help. Would I do the same thing if dongwook was in her place? No. But what can I do in that situation? I was helpless. Those men were glaring at me. Why am I a coward? No! No… I'm not a coward anyone would do the same thing if they were in my place. Would dongwook do the same thing? Would beom do the same thing? I don't think so. But still I don't want to die I'll just leave. 
What am I doing right now? Why am I going to that girl? I must be fucking crazy. Why won't my legs stop. I just walked to that little girl ignoring the fact that all the men around me were ready to kill me. But that was not stopping me from that. I wanted to save that girl. Do i know how? No. But i didn't want her to die. She had just started her life. It's not fair for her to be killed by some gangsters. But why am I bothered. Why am I like this? Everyone around me were shocked of what I was doing. I would really die this time. I'm sure of it. I walked over to that girl and untied her. I helped her stand from the chair she was sitting. I gently pushed her aside to the wall and turned around to see the gangsters glaring at me with sharp and long swords in their hands. 
“What the fuck do you think you are doing? Do you really wanna die? Even after i spared your life once? For that stupid little girl?“ The boss asked me with visible disbelief in his eyes. 
“I have no idea what i am doing now. I must be really insane. But my body didn't want to leave this girl behind like a coward.“ I answered. 
“So what are you gonna do? Hit us?“ 
“No, why would I hit you guys? I don't even know how to fight.“ 
“I really don't wanna kill you. I'm giving you one last chance to leave this kid and get the fuck out of here. And if you insist you wanna save her. You'll die.“ He offered me but i really can't live out there if i let her die like that. I glanced at her one last time and decided to stay by her side. Whatever it takes. 
I put my hands on guard and stood in a fighting position — like i could actually fight and win against them — and waited for them to make their move. The boss rolled his eyes and signalled one of his men to finish me off. He looked like he was the weakest of the group but was still so much bigger than me. He started running and his knife was very…. VERY sharp. I am dead. For real. As he got closer for my hands to reach i tried to punch him in the chest and closed my eyes in fear of getting ripped apart by that knife. That punch was definitely not that hard. He would feel anything under all the muscled body. I am really dead This time.