Open Window (OnHo) - Part 33
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Talk about a difficult part to writeeeee. D: lol what is happening to this story? XD
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In a dimly lit and noisy room, Jessica was sipping from a cocktail and watching a thug-looking human uselessly kick against the door of the suspended cage he was trapped in. "He'd be a good kill." she mused to herself, her eyes glazed with her desire.
Krystal was looking around at the other cages randomly hanging from the ceiling, and at the empty shackles that hung on the wall behind a wide stage. "Minho isn't here." she said. "Are they going to bring him out later?"
When she looked at Jessica, who smiled still at that human in the cage, she knew her vampire hadn't heard a word she said, and pouted.
Across the room, Key walked in, still holding a tissue to his nose. Jonghyun was close behind him, and scowled at the room. "I hate these things."
"You're not alone." Key said, voice filled with exasperation. "Half of the vampires here are horny nutjobs."
Key didn't seem to mind a group of nearby vampires that glared at him for saying so. He lowered his tissue, and stepped further into the room. "C'mon, Jongie."
"Which one is he?" Jonghyun asked, glancing around at the humans in cages.
"There's only two bonded ones." Key answered most knowledgeably. "But who knows? Maybe he isn't here yet."
"Isn't here yet?"
"Ugh.." Key said, and shook his head. "Obviously I've been to too many of these things."
"You're bleeding again."
Key lifted the tissue back to his nose, narrowing his eyes.
"We fixed the mic!" a man on stage suddenly announced his voice amplified through the same speakers that played annoying thumpy music. Few vampires bothered to applaud that. ".. We can begin the first auction now. Okay, so she's 15 years old and.."
"I can't believe how bad Junho still sucks at this." Key said, raising a brow.
"You're right." Jonghyun said. "You have been to too many of these."
***
Taemin's head laid against a table, and he stared with a dull expression at the dingy wall of the interrogation room, wondering how many cups of coffee were spilled on it to make all of those oddly shaped stains...
"I told you." he said softly, "I want a lawyer."
"I told you." the oddly casually dressed cop responded, "You need to look at me when you talk to me."
"I told you." Taemin repeated, "I'm not talking to anyone without a lawyer."
"Fucking smart ass!" the cop growled, jerking the table backwards and effectively making Taemin fall out of his chair and onto his face. Taemin blinked, shaking his head, and raising himself onto his knees. "I'm pretty sure you're not allowed to do that.."
"Yeah, well.." the cop laughed a bit, stepping closer to Taemin and grabbing his shoulder, lifting him and pushing him against the wall. Taemin did look at him this time, and noticed big fangs when he spoke. ".. I do a lot I'm not supposed to do." the cop said.
Taemin screamed and flailed and kicked, yelling "Get away from me!!!"
After he smacked the cop in the face, he backed off, just as several others charged in the room.
The cop was telling them that Taemin was out of control, and he was actually pretty spot on, because as far as Taemin knew, everyone in the room with him a vampire, and he couldn't take it. He continued flailing and kicking, until something zapped him and pain exploded throughout his body, causing him to fall limply to the floor.
He stared again then. Expression dull at the wall, which had just way too many weird coffee stains. People should give police stations more money. People should make sure police stations aren't run by vampires, actually.
Vampires are evil. Every one of them.
He noticed that there was an awful lot of chaos going on in the room, considering he was already down now. People were running back and forth in front of the coffee stained wall, and Taemin almost thought it was comical and similar to a puppet show. Yeah.. it looked something like a puppet show to him right now.
Cops kept running, and then falling down, and Onew was punching them all..
Onew was punching them all?
Onew couldn't be there.
Taemin kept staring at the coffee stains, wordlessly accusing them of making him see things, because Onew wouldn't be there for him now. All of these cops wouldn't be going down because Onew was fighting for him. Nobody would fight for him. Nobody cared about him.
Not even his own...
"Taemin!"
Onew grabbed his shoulders, picking him up and shoving him against the wall. "Are you okay?"
Taemin sobbed and cried. "I'm okay, Noodle."
"Get yourself together. I need you right now."
Taemin hugged onto Onew, snotting and tearing all over his shirt, voice broken up in his sobs. "Thank you for saving me, Noodle..."
Onew scooped Taemin into his arms, "No time for that right now."
The two walked out of the station, leaving behind a few horrified employees, and several unconscious bodies.
***
The person who won the thug that Jessica had very much liked had decided to be a jerk, and just snap the man's neck for everyone to see (and get way overly excited about). Jessica pouted at the cute guy's dead body, hating the waste. "Four grand to snap a neck.." she said with a sigh, "Jeez. Men."
Krystal gave her a sympathetic smile.
For as much as Jonghyun claimed to hate these things, he definitely seemed fascinated with the woman who they were auctioning now. Her arm was pulled from her cage, dripping blood to tempt the buyers, and she was clearly fighting to stay strong. The bidding was up to $6,000 now.
Key elbowed him, "What are you staring at?"
"Her blood looks kinda good." Jonghyun answered, looking at Key. "Jealous? You want me to eat you?"
"Just stay focused, hard on. There's only one person we're interested in here."
"Who's hard..." Jonghyun glanced down at his jeans, "Fuck.."
***
Minho felt like it had been forever, and wondered how long it had actually been. He thought that almost certainly, time in this building all but stood still. He had heard the occasional scream now. He wondered what kind of horrible things were happening to the humans beneath him. It was dark in the closet, but his eyes were already closed.
Soon enough, the door opened, and he felt the light tease his eyelids, beckoning them to rise. He just held them shut tighter.
"Come on, you." a voice said, "It's almost your turn."
Minho really really did not want it to be his turn. He kept his eyes shut, and tried to jerk away when a hand initially grabbed his arm, but it was futile - and the hand just jerked him harder, and started leading him forward.
***
"There now. That's probably him." Key said.
It seemed like every head in the room turned towards Minho and the large vampire that dragged him from a small set of stairs. Minho's eyes were closed tight, and he continued to try occasionally pulling out of the grip that held him as he was lead up to a stage. The room seemed quieter now. Even to Minho, who had only been hearing the muffled version.
Donning long black hair, thick eyeliner, red lipstick, hose and boots, a black dress and pink jacket, Onew walked in. As he spotted his human across the room, he bit his lip and lowered his head. "Minho..."
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THIS PART IS ESPECIALLY DEDICATED TO lefty_215 OF COURSE. XD dude I was gonna work it in no matter whaat.