Who Are You Playing With? | MYG & JH

Chapter 16: Bombs

"How do the two of you know each other?" Yoongi asks in confusion as Jin begins fixing up Jimin's arm on the car ride back to the house.

"She was my best friend at the orphanage, hyung! Of course we know each other!" Jimin grins, gritting his teeth a bit at the pain as Jin fixes him up.

"But... How do you know her, hyung?" Jimin asks in confusion as he looks between the two of us curiously. Yoongi sighs, rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's a long story, Chim. All you need to know is that she's my fiancée." Yoongi says as Jimin's eyes grow wide.

"Hyung, you really need to help her. She was shot multiple times and she's losing a lot of blood." Yoongi says to Jin, growing worried again as he glances over at me.

"Yoongi, there's not a whole lot I can do right now. She's been hit in places that would require her to take the dress off or reveal more than I'm sure she's willing to show here in the car with all of us. It's going to have to wait until we get back to the house." Jin informs the younger boy with a small frown.

"Yoongi, I'm fine. I promise. It's gonna take more than a few measly bullets to get rid of me. I can handle a little bit of blood loss. It's no big deal." I assure him with a small smile, placing my hand on top of his as it rests on his thigh. He frowns at me but doesn't respond.

The rest of the car ride is silent once again as we soon reach the house. Meanwhile, the guilt of Jimin having gotten shot because I wasn't careful enough eats away at me.

Sighing to myself, Yoongi and myself are the first two out of the car with the others following closely behind. Though, the moment we step foot out of the car, I can instantly feel that somethings off. I quickly grab Yoongi's wrist, not wanting anyone to move faster than myself as I scan my eyes over the house in attempt to find something off.

I soon spot the front door cracked ever so slightly open, something that most people wouldn't notice. Same thing for the front few windows. Shaking my head, I put my free hand up as I stop in my tracks. However, as I see the flickering red light from the farthest window, my eyes widen.

"GET BACK NOW!" I shout, shoving Yoongi and the boys back towards the car just seconds before the first bomb goes off. The boys closest to the car stumble back slightly while the rest of us travel a bit of distance before hitting the ground.

"HARA!"

"HYEJIN!"

"CHIYEON!"

The boys scream as we all quickly stumble to our feet again. I immediately shove the three boys back towards the car.

"No! Stay here and stay the fuck away from the house!" I yell instructions before turning on my heel and immediately rushing into the house, not giving it a second thought despite knowing there's more bombs rigged in the house.

Hearing and feeling the affects of a second bomb going off, I'm flung back against the wall next to the door before hitting the floor. Groaning at the ringing in my ears, I force myself back up and onto my feet as I rush up the stairs.

Kicking each door open, I soon find Hara and Hyejin together in a room. They're both lying on the floor and coughing badly, but Hara seems to be the only one who got any serious type of injury.

Rushing over to the two girls, I grab them each by their upper arm and drag them to their feet. They're quick to respond, trying hard to keep up with me as I move as quickly as I can to get them out of the house. As soon as we get back downstairs, move even quicker to drag them out.

"Hurry! Go! Go! Go!" I scream, pushing them nearly out the door. I watch as Hyejin helps Hara, both of them quickly hurrying out the door as quickly as they can. Seconds after they're out the door, another bomb goes off, sending me flying backwards and hitting the wall in front of the stairs.

Coughing at the smoke that's begun to fill the house, my eyes scan the first floor of the house in search of Chiyeon as she's the last one to get out. Spotting the kitchen door open, I ignore the pain that's now pulsing through my body as I drag myself back onto my feet and making my way over there in hopes of her actually being there.

"Chiyeon?!" I shout before coughing from the smoke. I hear cries coming from the kitchen as I grow near and it causes me to pick my pace up as I hurry to get us both out before this entire damn place crumbles. I think that might be the one vantage point of this place. With how sturdy it is and how big it is, it takes multiple bombs going off before you drop the entire damn thing.

"Chiyeon!" I yell again as I enter the kitchen, looking around and spotting her near the table. I can clearly see a decent sized shard of glass sticking out from the side of her shin and another in her thigh on the same leg.

"Shit." I mutter, hurrying towards her and scooping her up into my arms.

Ignoring all of the warning pains in my body telling me that I really shouldn't be running or carrying someone and that I need to tend to some damned fucking wounds, I force it all away and focus on getting her out of here. I know there's no way in hell I'll forgive myself if I don't get her out of here alive.

Just as I reach the doorway, a bomb clearly close to us goes off. The wind is instantly taken from me as I'm sent hurling through air. I grab tightly onto Chiyeon, refusing to let her go and let her just end up somewhere on her own as I begin to brace for impact.

"NO!" I can distinctly hear Yoongi and Jimin's voice as the bomb goes off.

As I realize where we're bound to land, I manage to flip us so that she'll land on top of me when we make impact. Though, there is no preparing that can be done to land hard on the hood and windshield of the limo we'd previously been in. Groaning at the pain of impact, I squeeze my eyes tightly as I try to recover from it all.

"CHIYEON!"

"RYUJIN!"