Y/n's POV

"Haechan...," I whispered as he laid on the floor, lifeless. I ran towards him, picking his head up and putting it in my lap. Glancing over the dead body of the kidnapper, I felt like puking. 

The distant sirens became louder. The door banged open. I jerked my head up, partially crying as I saw Jaemin standing in the doorway with a pistol in his hand. He looked at me, then looked at the dead body and then back at me.

I glanced down at Haechan's face as I lightly brushed my hand over his chest. Jaemin came running as other police officers came into the warehouse. 

"What happened?" He asked crouching down as he slipped his arms under Haechan's body. "H-he got h-hit on the h-head." 

Jaemin stood up as he carried Haechan's body with him. "Come with me," He gestured as he sprinted out of the warehouse. I followed him until we reached the car. 

I was shocked. I had practiced for so many years but never had I actually been in a fight like this. All that I learned was theoretical and now that I could fight them off, I couldn't. I wasn't in my right state of mind. Or maybe I don't have it in me.

"Sir, what to do with the bodies?" The head officer came jogging towards Jaemin as he put Haechan in the back seat. 

"Call the forensics and seal off the scene. Run scans for identification." Jaemin ordered as the officer nodded and went back to the warehouse.

"Put this on his head, it would lessen the bleeding." He passed me a napkin as he sat in the driver's seat and started the engine. I held Haechan's head in my lap as I pressed the napkin against his wound.

"Hurry please," I pleaded as I looked at Jaemin's back. "We are almost there Y/n, don't worry. He is a fighter, he won't let go so easily." 

Please don't die. Please don't. Not because of me.

Approximately after 5 minutes, we reached the hospital. The car stopped with a jerk as Jaemin yanked the door open, pulling Haechan out. 

"DOCTOR!!" He shouted as the nurse hurriedly brought a stretcher. 

"Take him to the ICU!" The doctor shouted as two male nurses pushed the stretcher through the hall. I was on the verge of crying. 

"I'm sorry but you have to stay here," The assistant doctor stopped both of us as they entered the ICU.

"Here, everyone is staring," Jaemin nudged my arm as he handed his coat to me. I looked around and saw people staring at me with a disgusted look. I was still in the extremally short dress which was now torn from several areas. 

Understanding what he meant, I took the coat from him and wore it. "Let's sit there," he pointed at the only free chairs available. We went and sat on them as I heard someone running in our direction.

"Y/n!!," A known voice came running as I stood up. Emily hugged me tightly as I finally let my tears out. "Hey....," She patted my head as I continued to cry. 

"How about we get some fresh air?" she cupped my face as she looked straight in my eyes. She looked at Jaemin and then back to me. I nodded as I had already made a scene.

We walked out of the building as I calmed down. Walking towards the garden outside the entrance, Emily pulled me to a nearby bench. 

"Hey.... Don't cry please?" She spoke as she put her hand on the side of my face, making me look at her with glassy eyes. "He is a trained fighter. He can't die that easily." Patting my back, she pulled out a chocolate bar out of her pocket. "Here." 

"Thanks." I mumbled. 

"What happened?" She looked at me with her big brown eyes full with curiosity. I took a deep breath and started telling her what happened, from me talking about Haechan being my first friend to getting kidnapped by the mysterious masked man.

As I finished, an unbearable pain was felt in my head. My vision got blurry due to the pain and tears as I hurriedly grasped Emily's arm.

"Emily....." I whispered as I collapsed on her shoulder.