[M] Six (1/1)

Before:The man snarled angrily and loaded his gun again, but froze as he heard sirens wailing, swiftly approaching. With one last hateful glare at Nichkhun, he turned tail and ran with his men, disappearing down an alleyway. A second later, they heard a car drive away. The cops burst into the scene, guns at the ready, staring around. Nichkhun was kneeling beside Chansung, shaking him, gently. "Chansung, wake up. Wake up! Don't do this! I'm sorry! Wake up!" he shook him again, tears trickling down his face. No response. He was pulled away from his friend as the ambulance medics arrived and loaded him onto a stretcher. Turning around, he saw Taecyeon in the ambulance, talking to the medics. Nichkhun stumbled over to Junsu and Junho, who were relatively unharmed. Junho was limping slightly, and Junsu clutched a dislocated arm. "Uh .. guys, you need to be checked out. The medics are over there, with Wooyoung and Taecyeon and ... Chansung ..."Junsu put a comforting arm around Nichkhun's shoulders and squeezed them gently. "Don't worry. He'll be fine."Nichkhun nodded through his tears and stared at Chansung, lying on the stretcher in the ambulance. "I'm sorry ..." he murmered. He looked over his shoulder at the dark alleyway where the gang had escaped. What did they want from him? Did they have to kill him ... and what had Chansung got to do with this? He wasn't with them, surely ... he knew that now. He hated himself for ever doubting his friend. ***Chansung felt a small throbbing in his left arm. A cool liquid pusled into his blood. IV drip. He opened his eyes, trying to sharpen his foggy vision. "He's awake!" cried Wooyoung happily. He looked like he was about to give him a hug, but he restrained himself. Chansung gave a small grin, and winced as a sharp pain flashed through his shoulder. He tried to sit up, but he felt a hand hold him back down. "Stop. You're going to injure yourself again. Take it easy." It was Taecyeon. Chansung bit his lip and opened his mouth to speak, to say sorry, but Taecyeon stopped him. "No, it's okay. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have doubted you. I should've known what was happening." Taecyeon hung his head, looking guilty.Chansung shook his head, smiling gently. He had got his friend back. "No. It's fine." I turned my head slightly and saw all the other members sitting around my bed. Nichkhun was next to Taecyeon, with a strange expression on his face. "Chansung ..." he looked at me, smiling. "You're okay ..."Chansung nodded, ignoring the little throbs of discomfort that flashed down his spine at the small movement. He listened as Nichkhun started to talk. "I - I know those men. I should have warned you. They - they don't like me and my father becuase we caught them, forced away their jobs and money, left them becuase they betrayed us. I knew it was the right thing to do, but ... I DOUBTED IT. I told them to go before they could defend themselves. I threw them out. They've always hated me and my family. I'm the reason they killed so many people. I'm the reason you got sh - shot ..." Nichkhun put his head in his hands, falling silent, overcome with shame. "No. It wasn't your fault. You did what you had to do. Ican tell you what happened ..."The other members leaned forwards expectantly, waiting for him to carry on. __________________________________________________________________________________________Hello peepes this is the second last chapter. boohoo ... oh well. thanks for subscribing. lov u guys! thanks you all! meemow123