Chapter 2

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I woke up on my bed. But I remember that I had passed out on the floor. My eyes were blurr. I rubbed my eyes and got a clear view. I turned my heard and saw a guy sleeping with his head resting his head on my bed. I got scared. I moved away from him and sat in the corner of the bed curled up in the blanket. He woke up when he heard me moving. Whoaaaa he looks, so.... Handsome. "Ohh you are up. Are you ok now?" he asked looking at me with concern. "W-Who a-are you?" I asked in a low voice. I have shifted to the house next door recently. I decided to get to know my neighbour. Today morning I came in and saw that the door was open and you were lying on the floor completely unconscious. So I picked you up and placed you on the bed. I thanked him for doing so "I-I think you should get g-going now" I said. "Why are you sitting over there. I won't hurt you. Don't be afraid. Suddenly a voice started forming in my head, "Don't be afraid. I wont hurt you" he said the same thing too but he did not spare me. I will never fall for that sentence. I grabbed my head because I felt a throbbing pain in my head. He came closer to me and asked, "Are you ok? Wanna go to the hospital?" He held my hands. I don't like being touched. I slapped his hands away. He looked at me with a confused expression. I nodded my head and pointed towards the drawer next to my bed, "Please get me the medicines in that drawer" He nodded his head and opened the drawer he gave me the medicine and went downstairs to give me some water. "Here have it" he said as he gave me the glass of water. I drank it and had my medicine. 

I walked with him to open the door. I was very tired. He went downstairs before me. I walked behind him. My legs suddenly felt weak and I was about to fall but he caught me. As soon as he caught me I felt uneasy. I dont like being touched and I am scared. I moved away from his grip. I started sweating so much. I tried hard not to wheeze. I caught my throat. He came close to me and hugged me. He patted on my back which was supposed to calm me down but it got worse. I wanted to move away from his grip but he held me tightly. "Please leave me. Please please" I started whimpering. "Its ok I won't hurt you" My breath started getting out of control. "Stoop" I screamed loudly. He didnt leave me but continued patting on my back. I finally came at ease. My breath became normal. I looked up at him and he said, "You are ok now?" I nodded my head.  He let go of me and said, "Feel free to call me whenever you are in trouble" I nodded my head and went downstairs. I opened the door for him. He smiled and waved a goodbye. I closed the door after he went. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I sat in the corner of the house and started crying.  

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I have to go to the grocery store to buy things for cooking food tonight. I always eat instant ramen. I picked the ramen and went to the counter. I put it in my shopping bag and began walking. I heard footsteps behind me. "Please stop hallucinating, Stop it" I began saying it to myself "Stop it , stop it" Someone suddenly touched my shoulder. I fell on my back to the floor with a loud thud. I looked up and saw, I sighed in relief as I saw my neighbour. "Mind if I cook for you tonight?" "No its ok I bought my dinner already" He looked into my shopping bag and said, "This Ramen?" I nodded my head "Yeah this is my regular food" "No wonder you are so skinny" he said as he scanned me. I felt quiet scared and weird when he scanned me from head to toe. I was scared. "Ahmm its ok I will just eat this" I said as I tried to go. "I will be waiting for you at my house. If you don't come then I am gonna be disappointed" I did not turn back but kept walking continuously. I closed the door and took in a deep breath. "Its ok you don't have to go. He won't be waiting for you" I was making my ramen but I suddenly thought of what he said. Will he really be waiting for me? I started quarrelling with my mind. "He wont, but what if he is waiting?" I decided to put on a sweatshirt and jeans. I tied my hair up in a messy bun. I started walking towards his house. I hesitantly knocked on his door. He opened it. "I thought you wouldn't come but I was waiting for you. Come on in" he said signalling me to come inside. I wanted to set my foot in but I was scared. "I- ahmm" he just held my hand and pulled me in. I slapped his hands away "Please don't touch me" I said. He nodded his head and said, "I am sorry" He pat on the couch telling me to sit. I walked towards the couch and sat comfortably. He offered me a glass of beer "Do you drink?" he asked. My eyes shot open. It got wide. I got abused by him because he was an alcoholic. I tried my best to control my anxiety. I wanted to say just a simple no but my mind wouldn't let me do so. I covered my ears with my palm and whispered to myself, "Its ok, its ok, its ok" He sat next to me and said, "Are you ok?" I patted on my chest and took in a deep breath. I looked at him and said, "Yes I am ok. I don't umm drink" I said as I looked at the glass of nasty little thing on the table. He was about to drink but I stopped him, "Please don't , drink when I am not with you. Please not when I am here" He nodded and kept the glass down. He went to the kitchen and said, "I am really good cook. I want to cook for you" Damn he looks hot

"W-What are y-you making?" "Beef bulgogi" he said as he stylishly swayed his head back which made his hair dance on his head revealing his forehead

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"W-What are y-you making?" "Beef bulgogi" he said as he stylishly swayed his head back which made his hair dance on his head revealing his forehead. 

I drifted off to sleep because I was too tired. He woke me up by patting on my shoulder with his spatula because he knows I don't like being touched. I woke up and looked at the plate in his hand. Wow the smell was so tempting. "come lets eat" he said as he placed the Bulgogi on the dinning table. I walked towards the dinning table. He pulled a chair for me and signalled me to sit on it. I bowed to him and sat on the chair.

 I bowed to him and sat on the chair

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It looked so tasty too. I took a pair of chopsticks and had some. It tasted heavenly. "Is it good?" he asked chewing it. I nodded my head. "Then why don't you smile?" he asked. "Daee?" I asked in confusion. "If you liked the food and it is tasty then why don't you smile?" he asked looking at my face. I gave him an awkward smile and began stuffing my mouth with the delicious food. What is your name? he asked "I am So Ah-In. What is your name?" "Kim seokjin" he replied with a cute pout while eating. I finished eating. This was the first time I had eaten so nicely after my mom died. I thanked him for the food. I was about to keep the plate in the kitchen but he took the plate from me. He kept it in the kitchen and said, "Wait there. I have another gift for you" "Gift?" I asked. He told me to sit on the couch. I sat there and waited for him to finish. 

Jin POV

I went towards the couch to give her the gift I had promised but when I reached she was already asleep. I did not disturb her sleep. I took a blanket from upstairs and placed it on her. My eyes suddenly fell on a nasty bruise on her leg. It looks like a cut from a knife. "Aigoo she did not even sanitize her wound" I grabbed a first aid kit from the corner of the room and started sanitizing her wound. I applied ointment and put a bandage on. I was about to go upstairs and sleep but I heard her panting all of a sudden. Her breath was getting uneasy. I could feel her pupils moving rapidly inside her closed eyes. I held her hand and caressed her knuckles, "Ah-Inahh are you ok?". I all of a sudden heard her shout, "Stop please stop" in her dreams. I came close to her and hugged her tightly. "Ah-Inahh you are fine. No one is here ok? don't be scared" She tried to get free from my grip. But I tightened my grip. She stopped and I felt her grip around my shirt loosen. She let go of my shirt. I heard her whisper, "I want to die. I wish I could be free from this torture"










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