Yours Truly

50: Would You Please Save Me?

Taehyung felt intimidated, helpless, guilty, afraid. Everything. Everything under her gaze. His sister had the same sharp, melancholy gaze as him. But threateningly empty.
She toyed with the hem of her white gown. Long sleeves, cuffed at her wrists, hiding her scars. The round neck with a tiny lace bow in front. Frilly, flowy, lacey. She scoffed,
"You bastard found someone exactly like you, eh? Tsk! Absolutely amazing! So tell me, how many deaths do you want this time? Huh? Didn't you get enough peace and serenity when you saw Hyun-sik Oppa set himself on fire? What about when Woo-shik Oppa poisoned himself? And Park Seo-Jun..."
She stopped midways. Her frizzy hair flying from the tiny wind circulating them. Her widened eyes slowly started getting smaller and smaller. Till they formed two crescents. Like sparkles, tears rushed out of them,
"My Seo-Jun Oppa. My Seo-Jun Oppa hung himself."
She howled, scratching Taehyung's bicep. Shaking him constantly. Her eyes had madness and grief and anger and pity,
"Why didn't you die as well? Like Sung-Hwan Oppa did when he filled his small room with carbon monoxide? Huh? Tell me, you jerk! Why did you bail out that day? If you hadn't bailed out, they would still be alive. Seo-Jun Oppa would still be here. Hyun-sik Oppa would still be here. Woo-shik Oppa would still be here. Sung-Hwan Oppa would still be here. You fucking bastard!"
Her frail voice at it's highest spectrum. And in a second, she had lunged at Taehyung with her scissors. With golden embroidery on the handles and made from the finest steel.
Mrs. Kim screeched. Trying to pull away her daughter. The scissors going through Taehyung's obliques.
Slow tears came out of his eyes. His knees giving in. His body felt heavy. His head felt lighter every second. His blood on the marble floor. His pale lips twitched slightly. In a faint attempt to call her name. So that if death comes by, death knows who this human actually belongs to. His eyes going blurrier every passing second. Till he started seeing a flash of light. A light at the other end of the spectrum. And in that light, stood silhouettes. Silhouettes he knew too well.

"Yah! Park Hyun-sik ! Wanna die?"
Kwon Sung-Hwan chuckled, putting Hyun-Sik in a headlock. Hyun-Sik chuckled, pinching Sung-Hwan's nipples,
"Yah! Kwon Sung-Hwan, don't get too ahead of yourself. You wouldn't last a second in front of me."
Woo-shik shook the choco milk bottle. Trying to figure out if there were any residues at the bottom. Seo-Jun just toyed with his phone. His heart fluttered, seeing the love of his life on his lock screen. She was an angel. An angel the ehaven sent only for him. His fingers went on to dial his little brother and brother in law to be. Everyone needed his 4d energy for good.
"Yah! Kim Taehyung-ah! Where the heck are you? You were supposed to be here by 3."
"Hyung... I'm gonna be a bit late. Can we go to the cafe by 6? Hyung pwease?"
"Don't you dare do aegyo in front of me, Tae."
"Why? Is only my sister allowed to do that Hyung?"
"Aish! Stop bringing her up, Maknae-ssi. You'll join us at the cafe? By 6'o'clock?"
"Yup, Hyung-nim."
"Great. The boys and I'll just roam around till then. But not a single minute past 6."
"At your command Hyung."
Taehyung said cutely enough to make Seo-Jun giggle. Maybe the cuteness ran in the family. He tucked his cellphone inside his pockets. Walking with the boys,
"Let's kill some time. Taehyung-ah would be late."
Song-Hwan chimed,
"Wanna go to the park next to the elementary school?"
Woo-shik pinched his cheeks,
"Aigoo! What are you? 5?"
"Aish! Then tell me where can we go? Huh? We gotta kill time."
"Jun Hyung..."
Hyun-sik's voice cutting off the banter. His eyes on the neon sign hanging eerily over the big, rusty door. He cocked his eyebrows up,
"How about going to an arcade?"

The machine beeped rapidly. His heart rate going higher each second. His closed eyelids fluttered as his chest kept going up and down. The nurse hurriedly ran for the doctor. If something happens to Kim Taehyung, she would be the first one to get fired.

The white, clean hallways. A soft white light from the ceilings. The stinging smell of antiseptics and medicines punching down Sierra's nostrils. But she didn't care. She didn't care one bit. Her teary eyes only wanted to see her Taehyung. Her Romeo.
Sooyoung stood at the counter, tapping her legs. Her hands crossed on her chest. She saw the tall figurine in a cafe uniform running towards her. She rolled her eyes. Why can't she be on time?
"Yah! Sierra-ssi! You kept me waiting for so long!"
Navy blue shirt tucked in wide legged pants. Hair in a bun. Her apron still hanging by her waist. The logo of the coffee shop printed on it. Her lower lip kept shivering, as she furiously blinked her eyes,
"Where's Kim Taehyung?"
"Cabin number 2612."

Sierra thought she had lost her mind. She ran hopelessly towards the door at the other end of the corridor. Sooyoung ran behind her.
Sierra pushed the door in front of her open in one go. In front of her eyes laid her beautiful prince. She gasped. A churn in her heart. She can't lose another person. Not him.
"He's out of danger, now. He is just asleep."
Deeper tones of voice ran in his family. Perhaps. Sierra sniffed through her cherry red nose,
"Sorry?"
She gently smiled. Even with her teary vision, the resemblance between Taehyung and his mother was spot on. Though, not much, but still it stood out. An elegant and cold vibe. A warm smile.
"You're pretty. Let's talk over lunch."
"Yeah, ma'am... I'm down. Let's head..."
"No! Auntie, give us half an hour please. We'll meet at your restaurant in half an hour."
Sooyoung grabbed Sierra's arms, making her bow alongside her. Pulling her out, running as fast as possible,
"Yah! Were you just going to go on a lunch with your future mother in law wearing that? Have you lost it? Aish, half an hoir is to less to shop!"