Happily Ever After // Seventeen

16. Southside and Serpents

Chapter Sixteen

*Hyolyn's POV*

Speeding down the street, I sighed as I hit a red light. I might be a maniac driver but I still respect some rules. Looking to the passenger seat, I smiled at the hoodie sat on the seat. Events from today swam around my head. Hearing a horn behind me, the light had gone green. Sighing again, I sped off. 

What am I doing? I'm being reckless. That's what I'm doing. I'm being stupid. Doing what I'm doing... it could get me killed. It could get them all killed. Why am I doing it? Because I miss them too much. Remembering all of them, all those memories flooding back, it filled a hole I didn't know I had. And now I have them back, I can start to pull away from this life. 

I just need a plan on how to get out. 

Pulling up, I hopped out the car, putting the hoodie under my seat as I did so. Looking around, I saw Sungho pull up also.

"You look good, been anywhere nice?" He smiled, asking. Shit. I came straight here, I didn't get changed. 

"Just taking someone out, was a nice restaurant," I remembered the lie I told Bora. 

"Here, take this," he threw me a hoodie and some shorts. Getting changed quickly, I could see him looking up from where he was sat on the hood of his car. 

"Perv," walking past, I smacked his chest laughing. "Thanks for the clothes." Going to his trunk, I grabbed a few guns and stuffed a knife up the sleeve of the hoodie. That should be enough. 

"Ready?" He asked. Taking a sharp breath in, I nodded. "Okay, roof." 

Traversing up the broken fire escape, he hopped up on the roof. Following him, I had so much swimming around my head that I wasn't really paying attention to where my feet were going. Feeling my foot slip, I was about to fall off when he grabbed my arm, pulling me up. 

"What's gotten into you?" He asked, raising a brow. 

"Still sore," motioning to my side, half lying, he nodded. It did still ache, but it's not that which is on my mind. What I'm about to do could be suicide, and before I came back home I wouldn't care. We would go in, all guns blazing, not caring if we lived or died. 

But now... Now I have Seokmin back. I have them all back. I can't leave him, any of them again. I don't want to. 

"You're thinking of your brother, right? What was his name again?" Shit. I forgot he knew. 

"Hansol," I can't lie, he saw him for god sake. 

"Trust me, you'll be fine. You're Hyolyn, remember?" Giving me a smile, he narrowed his eyes. "Best of the best," placing his hands on my shoulders, he looked me in the eyes. "I promise, you'll see him again." Sungho isn't a bad guy, not really. Just misunderstood. He too, like me, can't get away from Dimitri. We don't know what happened to one another before Dimitri, we just know we are both stuck. "Ready?" Breaking my thoughts, we turned to the door. 

"How many?" Clicking the bullets into place, I braced myself. Come on Hyolyn, focus. As much as you hate it, this is your life for now. And dammit, you're good at it. Get your head back in the game, just for a little while longer. We can plan later, for now, you have a job to do. 

Just don't get killed. 

"26 in total." 26 people. That's all? They could at least make it hard. Nodding, he swung the door open. Holding my gun up, I aimed for anyone that could come running out. 

Exchanging a look with Sungho, we started walking slowly into the building, no lights were on. 

"Are you sure this is the right place?" Turning to Sungho, I could see fear in his eyes.