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十二

This crazy world, I will change it~ B.A.P Badman

Emma POV:

I woke up in a weird and unfamiliar room with one eye open and the other shut from some sort of stinging sensation. I groaned as I tried to move but something was stopping me from getting up and I felt a sharp, shooting pain go through the top of my arm. I heard the door creak open and then bang shut and heard an odd voice say something. "Oh. You're awake. Hold on a minute." I heard the door open and close again and I didn't bother to stand up as I tried to remember the last thing that happened to me. The last thing I remembered was walking with Hendery and Yangyang to college. 

"Hey Ka. This is my friend, Mark." I felt someone sit on the end of what I assumed was a bed and I opened the one eye I could open to look at who - from the voice - I assumed was a him. I looked blankly at the man I could now see clearly and saw my brother, Jackson looking at the top of my arm. He explained, "You was in a car crash." I nodded, expecting more and as he stood up saying, "Sleep. Oh, and tell us if you need anything," he pointed to Mark and then as he was walking out I heard him say, "It's worked." I was confused but didn't think much else of it.

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I slept for a long time. It was actually the next morning when I woke up. This time I had a chance to look around properly with my one eye, I assumed the other one was bandaged or something because when I touched it, I didn't actually feel the eye, I felt a rough surface. The room was fairly simple but it was like my room back in Hong Kong. It was a black and white color scheme with a few books, movies and CD's here and there. There was also a full length mirror in the corner of the room and I stepped in front of it to see myself properly. I was right, the eye was bandaged. 

I was in some odd black combat outfit which I can't believe I slept comfortably in and another stand out thing about me was the fact that my arm was in a cast all white and heavy making one shoulder drop lower than the other. I looked around for any phone, to see the time or the date, being in a room unconcious for who know how long does make you curious. I heard a knock at the door and as I went to open it, the person just walked through leaving me stunned.

"I could have been getting changed," I said. He just grinned, "But you wasn't." I shook my head quickly, not believing his audacity and said quite defensively, "Well why did you knock then if you were going to walk in anyway. That's like asking what food you should have and choosing yourself." He grinned, walked over to the bed, got comfy and closed his eyes. I was left with my mouth hanging open until he said, "It was a warning, not a question." I froze confused and then walked towards the doorway, eager to get out, "Whatever." 

I heard the noise of bed springs behind me and suddenly the guy was in front of my blocking the door and said, "You can't leave here." I tried to get past but a) he was too tall and b) it was kinda difficult not to stay staring at him. I decided a different tactic, "I don't even know your name and you're ordering me around." The guy shrugged and cracked his knuckles. Placing his hands either side of the door frame and said, "It's Yugyeom. That's unimportant. Jackson wants you to stay in here until you're fully better." I rolled my eyes and tried to pull my cast off, not wanting to stay locked up in here any longer, "Jackson is not your boss."

Yugyeom looked like he was quick thinking and then pushed me away from the door onto the nearest wall, winked and then sprinted for the door and locked it from the outside. I stood there, not even bothering to pull off my cast anymore and stormed over to the door, changing into Chinese, as I always did when I was angry and yelling, "Let me out you asses. I don't know why I'm here or if that's even my brother but I have had enough and I want to go. I have things to do, places to go, people to see and a room to stay out of. Now Yugyeom if that's your name, open the damn door and let me see whoever owns this place!" 

I did not expect the door to click open and some strange, handsome guy to walk in. He looked kinda cold but that added to the ... effect ... "Can I erm.. help you?" he asked. I cringed, embarrassed at myself and asked, "You know Chinese?" He laughed at me and shook his head and I was about to ask a question when he read my mind and answered, "But your brother does." I let out a small 'oh' and let my shoulders drop, one practically dragging on the floor from the heavy cast. 

He said, "Well, I own this place and you wanted to see me?" I nodded and gathered my courage to talk again. Me being the idiot I am, I said it in broken sentences, "What... do.. erm... erm..," I clicked my fingers to try and remember what I was saying and feeling my cheeks burn at his amusement. I tried again, "What's your name and what do you even do here? Are you like doctors? Is that how you fixed my arm and my eye?" He blinked twice and then said, "My name is.. call me Jay B and would you promise not to tell anyone anything you are about to see? Please." 

My mind went blank for a minute and I saw a girl standing in a doorway saying, "Please do not tell anyone about this. In addition, how do you feel about the mafia?" I blinked again and the girl was gone. Jay B was stood there looking at me and asking, "Are you okay?" I nodded and shook my head - I must be hallucinating. I walked towards the door and Jay B lead me down a set of stairs to where there was 6 other boys and all of them were looking straight at me.