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"Lisa, I'm going to check the back, I'll be right with you in a hurry!" A woman's voice calls out and your breath hitches in panic. You scramble up and mange to keep your balance, tripping over the papers and rush down the hallway through the exit. The sun's rays automatically beat down on you, bright and hot but it's better than before as you are no longer wearing pants . You're behind the building, your eyes squinting as you look to the left and spot the rest of the town.

You don't know what to do as your mind is still racing. You knew that they were at least some kind of troublesome men but you didn't know they were wanted by the authorities. They killed people and you slept under the same roof as them, but then again they haven't done anything to harm you. Especially not Yunho and Wooyoung who have been nothing but nice and welcoming towards you.

Even if you decided not to stay, San bought you and no one would willingly take in a half breed. So with your mind still running and the heat still beating on you, you set on your way to find Wooyoung. You don't remember much about how the place looked as you weren't looking clearly but you remember the sign above it saying something along the lines of 'Funhouse'. You wipe your forehead with the back of your hand and start walking towards the direction of the town, your pace quick. You'd like to find him before the moon settles over the sky. Once you reach the street you push your way through crowds of people in search of the building you are so desperately hoping to find. You came from the right so that means it has to be the right way. You maneuver your way down the street avoiding getting run over by carriages and horses. You know you are still dirty but your clothes are clean so you don't get as many looks as you did before. You're careful not to step on people's feet, occasionally getting pushed as only a few of them mutter an apology.

After a few more seconds you finally see the building you were searching. A few more men walk in and out, none of them being Wooyoung meaning he's still in there. You puff your cheeks and take a deep breath before crossing the street, your eyes wide. You follow behind a man as you both enter the building. The strong smell of alcohol slams into your senses, so strong you can taste it. All around are sounds of men talking and women laughing. A woman walks past you, a wide smile on her lips, a man right on her tail. Her skirt was really short... Realization quickly settles in as to where you are and you want nothing more but to leave, but you need to find Wooyoung.

"Hey! Girl!" A woman calls out, a hand grabbing your arm,"Why the hell are you just standing here? Go find a room! And why the hell you so dirty for?" You don't even get a chance to speak as she grumbles, pulling you to the right. You both enter a small room that looks to be a washroom and she lets go of your arm.

"You can't be pleasin' no men with all that damn dirt on ya face," She spits out, grabbing a washcloth and dips it into a bucket of water. Her free hand grips your face and you flinch away but her grip is tight. She scrubs your face harshly, mumbling under her breath. Maybe she knows where Wooyoung is.

"I'm..." Your voice falters as the cloth wipes over your lips and nose and down to your neck," I'm looking for Wooyoung." The woman shorts and runs the cloth over your arm, washing the dirt off of you. A strand of her curly red hair falls over her forehead as she smiles sarcastically.

"You were lookin' for Wooyoung with all this on you?" She laughs almost rudely, your cheeks burning. The way she speaks of him makes it seem as if he's been here more then once. Your impatience is now growing as the woman finishes wiping you down.

"Do you know where he is or not?" You didn't intend for your voice to come out clipped and rude but you don't want to waste any more time. The woman gives you an unreadable look, almost bored even. She sighs and ushers you out of the room.

"He's in room four, he came with Molly so you might have to wait," She says in a smooth voice,"Unless he asked for you as well?" You don't say anything, only nodding and she takes your answer before leaving you alone. Room four...You turn your head and start to walk down a hall seeing a sign that says 'Rooms'. You sigh in relief and head over to the area but a man steps in front of you, blocking the entrance.

"Woah now doll, where do you think you're going?" The man asks in a rough voice, eyeing you down. Your eyes waved and you quickly answer , hoping your voice doesn't come out shaky.

"Wooyoung called for me," Your words fly out in a hurry,"With Molly.."You add on for good measure. The man's stare is unnerving as he barely blinks, his eyes squinting but then a grin climbs on his face. He moves aside and extends his arm out.

"Sounds like him, go ahead." And with that you scurry ahead. The hallway is dimly lit and humid, the smell of sweat strong. All the doors are shut but you can still hear the things going on inside. You grimace and quickly spot the room on the left. You smile and raise your hand to knock on the door. You hear someone squeal and the sound of a bed creaking.

"It's Jasmine!" Jasmine? Soon the door flies open , a brunette girl standing in front of you. You notice her chest is barely covered and you quickly look away, wanting to just turn around.

"What's taking so- Y/n?!" Wooyoung's voice erupted loudly and you hear the sound of the bed creaking again, his curses loud. You see his dark hair behind the girl as he pushes her out of the way. His face is full of shock, eyes wide as if he can't believe his eyes.

"What are you doing here? How did you get those clothes? How are you so...clean?" His questions spit out fast as he looks over you, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't surprised by your new appearance.

"You left me alone!" You don't even bother to hide the hurt in your voice, your tone high pitched, his face dropping. He runs a hand through his hair and nods.

"I'm sorry , let's just go find the guys, yea?" He turns around and fumbles with his pants before taking out some coins and placing them on the table next to the messy bed. The girl, Molly, looks between the two of you and rushes over to Wooyoung.

"Woo, who is this?" She questions in a threatening tone, side eyeing you.

Wooyoung doesn't answer and pushes past her, now out of the room as he grabs your arm. Your eyes lock with Molly's, her face full of anger.

"I've gotta go , thanks doll." And with those final words from him he's pulling you down the hallway. His steps are quick and you struggle to keep up.

"I'm going to let my father know about this Jung Wooyoung!" Her angry voice follows after you both and something about her tone scares you.

It's not long before the both of you are out of the hot, smelly building. You're more than happy that you're out of there. You both continue walking,his back turned to you and you notice the same kind of bandana San had right in his back pocket. The images of the wanted signs flash in your mind and your pace slows down.

"Wooyoung-"

"How did you get those clothes?" He questions, cutting you off. You notice that the streets are barely crowded, only a few people walking around. Where did everyone go? Wooyoung turns around and tilts his head, awaiting your answer.

"I...I got them from a shop," You mumble, looking anywhere but at Wooyoung.

"A shop? With what money?" He questions in pure curiosity but then there's a pause and he taps your forehead. "Did you..steal those?" Your cheeks burn in shame as you now look at him. He's clearly surprised that you did such a thing but then a smile forms on his face. He grabs your arm and jumps up and down like a child.

"I knew you had it in you!" He smiles and you are now completely flabbergasted. What in the hell is wrong with him? Why is he so happy you stole something? He notices your confused look and he only smiles wider. He pats your shoulder and shakes his head.

"I'm just feeling like a proud father!" He exclaims and before you can reply a man's voice cuts you off.

"Jung Wooyoung!" You swivel around to see a group of men before you, stars pinned on their shirts. Sheriffs. Fear strikes in you, Wooyoung grabbing your arm to pull you behind him. The man in the middle has a dark red beard, his hair short and slightly damp from sweat. He speaks, his left hand gripping on to something on his belt. A gun.

"Ah, how can I help you?" Wooyoung asks in a cheery voice though you can see his shoulders tense up. The people that are on the street quickly evaluate the situation and move out of the way. The air is thick with tension, Wooyoung and the man staring at one another.

"Don't play stupid with me boy! Do I look stupid to you?" The man yells out in anger, offended almost, his hand clenched around his gun so tight his knuckles are ghost white,"My daughter told me you decided to step foot into this town. With a damn halfbreed too." You widen your eyes and cower back, glancing at Wooyoung who has the same expression.

"Y/n on the count of three, we're gonna run to that carriage on the right," Wooyoung mutters lowly and you nod your head, keeping your eyes trained on the sheriffs. There's a moment of silence between you guys, too silent.

"One...two...go!" Everything moves in a hurry, your legs moving fast and the sounds of angry yells from the men along the lines of "Kill them!" Wooyoung's grip is so unbelievably tight on your arm that there's no doubt there will be a bruise but you're not worried about that, you're worried about the men chasing after you both. Your legs burn and your heart races. Something whizzes past you , grazing  your hair and hitting the ground not too for from you. They're shooting at us!

Wooyoung pulls you to the side as the booming sounds of gunshots fill the air. You were used to the sound of guns being shot as the men in your town used to get into stupid fights but it was different this time as you were now the one being shot at. As you both take a turn you feel something slam into your side and it's as if time stops. The pain is hot and too much , so much so you can't even scream as you stagger forward. Every never on your side screams in agony, more gunshots filling the air.. Wooyoung's hands quickly press against your wound and a scream is ripped from your throat. You can hear your name being called out distantly, your vision going blurry.

"Y/n!"

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