monday, 2021 april 17th 3:59 am
jaemin groaned quietly while shutting off his alarm.
he looked at the time and cursed at himself mentally, ITS 8 AM!! (or so he thought)
he quickly got off his bed and hurriedly brushed his teeth and went into the closet and picked out his clothes.
he picked out a white shirt with short sleeves and black jeans with sneakers, he didnt have energy to look neat.
he doesn't even try to look neat, hes too done with himself to even care.
he grabbed his back pack and went outside then he stopped in his tracks and saw that the sky was still dark, what the hell? how is it so dark when its like 8 am..
jaemin went inside the house and checked the clock.
4:14 am.
oh
jaemin mentally slapped himself and changed back to his sleeping pajamas he slumped across the bed and did a trust fall on that bit- i mean bed.
jaemins eyes suddenly zones out and looks at the ceiling, he was so focused into thinking that he didn't hear what kind of shit was happening in his kitchen.
his phone rung causing him to flinch and check his phone.
his phone was turned off and no one called him, whos phone was ringing, jaemins heartbeat increased as he heard noises come from under stairs.
he grabbed his phone and dialed his friend, taeyong.
the second he pressed on taeyongs number, he answered.
"hey nana!"
"taeyong please...stay with me, i think there is an intruder in my house"
jaemin whispered shakily and looked around, the atmosphere getting hotter for him and more unsettling as he felt himself getting hotter."jaemin, go down and check whats up, and tell me every detail you see and describe every single odd thing, make sure to be quiet, and when things get scarier grab something and go hide and while your at it, call the police"
taeyong sternly asserted to the younger."i will..."
jaemin quietly walked down the stairs making sure his steps were very quiet, with his hand covering his mouth to prevent every sound he makes, he checked from left to right to see what was going on.
"everythings clear" jaemin whispered uncertain, he went into the kitchen and grabbed his knife, as he looked around he gasped and saw his fridge had punches on it and and blood stans covering the whole fridge.
"t-taeyong m-my fridge... i-its filled with blood.."
jaemin said shakily and his tears filled his cheeks, "taeyong, ill go to your house right now.." jaemin said as he ran upstairs and packed his stuff and many helpful things."no jaemi-" taeyong was about to say but jaemin shut the line, his eyes suddenly wandered around his room.
ill miss this.
he thought as he looked at his window, there is no way he could go back downstairs, he climbed his window and jumped to the ground, and ran as far as he could to taeyongs house, taeyongs house was pretty far away but he didn't care, he wants to be safe.
many runs later he found taeyongs house, with the lights on, he knocked on the door many times.
"please please please open the door"
jaemin begged scared, his whole body sweating, and tears stained on his cheeks, the door opened slightly and saw taeyong peeking out of it, the older opened the door and pulled jaemin in as fast as he can."are you alright? do you feel hurt? do you need anything? you need showers? i have many rooms you can use one of th-" taeyong looked at younger worriedly but the younger just hugged him tightly.
"taeyong, im so sorry for everything sorry for being so mean to you, when in reality you're everything i have and need.. thank you for protecting me" jaemin cried out in taeyongs embrace and the older smiled slightly.
"no need to thank me jaemin..after all, you deserve the whole world" taeyong said in a low voice which comforted the younger.
"no need to apologize darling, its okay i forgive you" taeyong said to the younger, "go rest ill bring you some water".
jaemin nodded and sat down on one of the couches.
YOU ARE READING
weird - 2jae
General Fictionjaemin is a young college orphan who just lives to have money with his life long friend, but his life takes a turn and becomes the worst, what will happen? sweet home preferences will be shown and typed *lip bite*