|| A QUITE PLACE || ◇ || PJM ||

• ◇ • || 18 | Rest In Peace || • ◇ •

• || Chapter 18 || • ◇ •

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Rain poured onto earth mourning for the lost souls who only wanted to live a beautiful life. What a tragic days it has been, never did they ever thought it would be the last time they'd see their loved ones.

Reporters and media had stormed around the cemetery where a grand ceremony for all the eight deaths was being held. Families and friends to neighbours from the next city, everyone was mourning together, sharing their sorrow and pain.

The autopsy of the eight victims came out as a failure, no clues of a murderer to be at sight. The police couldn't hold onto the bodies for a little longer since the families were holding a protest in the city, asking to let the bodies go, asking them to let them rest.

So they had to handover the bodies to the families to hold the funeral.

Jisoo stood before the caskets of her friends, her appearance was equal to a lost soul. Dark circles has taken over under her eyes, her lips looked like a dry leave painted in a light rosy tint. Although she was present physically her mind was absent.

Her mind was wandering around the memories they had created throughout the years, she wondered how her life would've turned out if she hadn't met them. It would probably be a nightmare.

"Miss Jisoo, do you have anything to say to your deceased friends?" The priest asked her in the most softest way. She nodded and walked forward then stood right infront of the casket of Jackson.

"Hey dummy" she started off, her words were already struck in her throat, this was absolutely painful. "Thank You for making sure that I always had breakfast when I didn't have money for food, Thank you for taking care of me when I didn't care for myself" she sniffled and placed her fingers on Jackson's cold hand. "Goodbye, Jackson Wang, Rest in peace"

She stepped to the next casket where Soobin was resting, "Soobin" she wiped the tears trickling down her eyes and gave out a soft smile, "You promised to draw a portrait of me when you are free this time" she sniffled and wiped her fresh tears once again. "It's okay now, I don't want it anymore, don't be sad that you weren't able to do it, I Love you artsy, thank you for being my friend, rest in peace"

She was weak at this rate, her whole body was trembling as she walked towards Lisa's casket, she smiled looking at Lisa sleeping beautifully, "My sister, you look beautiful just the way you are, if only you could see what I see, your beauty is beyond this world, I hope you wouldn't be insecure in your next life, I hope you will embrace yourself just the way you are, I love you, rest in peace"

Sniffling she stood before Baekhyun's and Kai's caskets, her heart was heavy and so was her head. "Thank you for being in my life you idiots, without you guys I would be lost in a big city with no place to stay. I would never trade our friendship for anything cause it is way precious than anyone could ever think of, also Kai, it wasn't your fault that this happened to us, please don't blame yourself. Rest in peace my idiots"

Her whole body trembled as she stepped back, she had no strength to wipe of the fresh tears that trickled down her face, she couldn't stand anymore. Her knees went weak and she felt herself falling backwards.

"Jisoo!!"

Someone immediately held her right before she could collapse on the ground, her mind was a mess yet she recognized the voice immediately.

"Mister Kim" she spoke up and immediately snapped her gaze at the man, her heart clenched at the sight of Kai's Uncle. "Mister Kim!!" She exclaimed and burst out crying immediately, the pain flooding out her eyes.