The Last Chapter ✔

Fourth

Nine

"Here have this." A steaming hot cup of wad shoved to me and I took it from his hand sluggishly. After a while he sat beside me on the bench, leaving enough space in between. We were the only one left and as i glanced at my watch i  wasn't surprised to find the hour hand resting at 3.

I felt guilty for being so irresponsible as to lose on passport. In my defence I could only say that i was over stressed because first of all I was running away from my house. Second of all i didn't even knew where I was going. And third of all my best friend whom I had considered as my last hope had solemnly betrayed me by vanishing on me.

I didn't have to count to say that I had left atleast hundreds of missed calls and thousands of messages in his phone by now. Yet the result is me sitting here at an unknown bus stop with an unknown person to reach an unknown destination.

C'mon nobody told me that running away could be so stressful with lots of planning and thinking, to be done beforehand. And it wasn't like i was experienced in this work or had been planning to do it anyday. It was a quick decision.

I took a sip of the coffee in my hand leaving a small sigh before turning to face the stranger guy. Errr...well not so stranger but still stranger.

"From where did you get a coffee at this time of the night?" I asked with a happy smile. Bless those souls who made this coffee.

"Are you running away?" He dodged my question with a question making me freeze. Although I didn't researched much about mind readers but wasn't this considered as mind reading?

"Are you a mind reader?" I blurted out almost immediately regretting when I found the knowing smile spreading across his lips.

He sighed heavily getting up and mind it he was really really really tall so I had to crane my head upwards in order to see his face.

"So where are you going to spend the night? Since you can't really sleep here in the bus stop." He asked looking around.

Oh yes I needed to find a safe place for tonight because I had to visit the station again the next day to search for my passport since it was too late already.

"I think I'll search for a hotel nearby." I replied in a timid voice unsure about my own answer. He pursed his lips staring down at me shaking his head very slowly almost unnoticeablly. I tilted my head looking up at him curiously.

"You can stay in my house tonight, ermm...only if you are okay with it." He offered hesitantly scratching his nape. I blinked twice before frowning at him.

"And how do I know that you are not a serial killer or worse rapist?" I asked clutching my hand bag tightly to my chest.

He narrowed his eyes at me before letting out a breathy chuckle.

"And you realised it now? After spending almost half of the night with me in this bus stop all alone, when even if I did something to you no one would get a hint. Add to that you are a run away so it'll be easier to dismantle your body without the fear of being searched for." He said in a deep voice, his dark black eyes sending shivers down my spine.

If anything I clutched my belongings even tightly as if my life depended on them.

"But I don't know your name." I whispered weakly. He looked so done as he closed his eyes, his lips moving inaudibly as if cursing someone before he opened them again focusing on me.

"It's Joong." He replied curtly.

"I'm Nine." I replied smiling.

"Alright so Nine. I'm not a bad person you can trust me into that. And I really don't have any other intention in bringing you home. It's just that it's already past 3 so I don't think you'll get a hotel at this time. Also I can't leave you here liked this. So you can spend the night in my home. Although you'll have to walk a bit for it as we've already missed the last bus hours ago." He lonely explained and all I did was nod and stand up.

Though I need to add that the question was answered much faster than the road to his house which seemed like never ending to me. All the sugar in my system burned up to get to his house.

And when we finally made I was just more than happy to lie down on the floor and sleep there unless I have got better options.

"Ehm...Nine it would be better if you could atleast sleep in the living room than the entrance." Joong said with a slight teasing tone but I didn't mind much as I almost painfully dragged myself to wherever he lead me to.

And for the first time the soft fabric of the couch making contact with my knackered body felt like heaven to me. I could hear a soft chuckle accompanied by some footsteps and then a warm blanket put on top of me.

And finally a little "stupid" whispered near my ears but I didn't even try to recognize the voice or understand the meaning of what he said or why he said. I was already peacefully drifting into dreamland.