Use Me Like A Drug (omegaverse bl)-Chapter 144: Angel or Devil?

Yujun’s POV

The devil you know is better than the angel you don’t know.

I read that quote somewhere and thought it was silly...if you know you are trapped with a devil, why stay? Why not go with angels? Aren’t all angels good?

The sun is starting to sink in the sky, my eyes feel heavy, trying to lull me into a nap but I still try my best to stay awake.

Nothing keeps a man more alert than the knowledge of threats in his environment, but the silence of the mansion, pregnancy hormones and exhaustion is beginning to pull me in.

I sat up all through the moment Chan left, keeping my eyes fixed and watching the door, now unable to hold up longer, I fall asleep with my back rested against the headboard.

As soon as I shut my eyes, a sharp knock on the door snaps me awake.

"Who is there?" I ask loudly and without giving a response, the door opens slightly and Gawon peeks in, her face looks tired, even more tired than she looked hours ago.

I frown at her appearance and the way she doesn’t meet my eyes, she’s acting as if she hadn’t been here before, like she didn’t tell me that I am trapped in a cult with a mad man.

"Good day, Lord Choi" she greets quietly with a bow and she stays at the door with her hands folded in front of her, I watch her with worry.

"Good day...can I help you?" I respond, studying her posture and expression and following along, acting like we are strangers.

"Please come down to have your dinner, your meal has been served" she says with a formal tone.

"What about Chan, where is he?" I ask her suspiciously.

Chan has always been the one who comes in here to ask if I’ve eaten, he never sends anyone else when it has to do with me, he is the one who serves my meals.

"He’s in his room, he isn’t feeling too well" Gawon says and I frown.

This is confusing, is she truly to warn me about Chan or is Chan the one who is genuine.

"Gawon, everything-" I start and her eyes widen, I see the silent screams, she’s asking me not to say a word about it yet.

Her eyes dart to the door, the movement is quick and fleeting.

Gawon’s eyes are wide with panic but her body is composed; I see the same silent and forced strength I have carried myself with all my life in her eyes.

"E-everything I need aren’t available yet, I need new clothes...repeating isn’t healthy for me" I say, changing the topic smoothly and her shoulders slightly relaxes.

She maintains the same strong posture, but I smell the relief in her pheromone, like melting chocolate, sweet and warm.

"How do I get it fixed? I don’t want to repeat clothes anymore" I say and she nods quickly.

"I think the Lord will attend to them when he feels better" she says in a trained robotic voice and bows again.

"Okay, I will find you to give you the list I have in mind" I say to her, letting her know with a coded language that I will find her.

"It’s no problem at all, I work in the kitchen" she says and I nod, her eyes dart to the doors again.

"I will leave now" she says and leaves the room.

My heart pounds in my ears as she shuts the door, I hear hushed whispers outside and a groan followed by a breathy feminine laughter...most definitely Gawon’s laughter.

I don’t know if I trust her or not.

I will have to find out by myself if Gawon is messing with me or if it is Chan’s the one messing with me?

Getting out of the bed, I tug on Jaehyun’s clothes, I don’t care that they are soiled with blood and dirt, I just don’t want to lose his scent, it’s the only thing anchoring me to my sanity.

I open the door and go to Chan’s room to knock on the door, there is no response, it makes me wonder just how sick he is.

I knock again, and that’s when I hear the sound of water rushing and spilling.

"Chan?" I call out loud, and when he doesn’t respond, panic surges through my veins so much that I force the door open with my shoulders.

"CHAN!" I shout and run into the bathroom that is overflowing with water.

"Yah!" I yell as I pull the man out of the water to the floor, wetting myself in the process.

He looks pale and like he has been in the water for a long time as I pull him out, chest heaving and heart beating wildly.

"C-chan-ssi!" I yell and shake his body, but he doesn’t move, I hold him in my arms, frozen as my mind travels back to the night Jaehyun’s heart stopped while I held him...the night I knew I wanted to fight for him

I don’t care about Chan...I don’t care about him; he could be the angel I don’t know but should fear...

"Oh hell" I curse and press my lips to his to perform a CPR on him.

My omega whines as I breathe into the alpha’s mouth, my heart slamming against my chest like it’s trying to jump out.

"KANG CHAN!" I shout and his eyes open sightly as he gains his breath back, "Chan...Chan can you hear me?" I ask him.

"Thank you" he coughs twice and turns his body to the side, panting for air.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I ask him and he starts to cry with his face turned to the side, like he’s trying to hide from me.

"It’s hard to be me...Yujun, I can’t explain but it’s hard" he says and passes out again.

I stare at him for a few seconds before my brain catches up to pull him up from the cold floor and hold him.

What exactly is Kang Chan? Is he the devil I know or the angel I don’t know?