Safe Heaven

Chapter 7

"Mei mei? Mei mei?" Tao snaps a finger in front of Krystal, snapping her out of trance. "Huh?" She asks, confused. "I asked if you're alright, Krystal." Luhan says, worry swimming in his eyes. She rest her head onto Minseok's shoulder and nods.

The rest of the boys were taking the body out. Or finding a way to dispose the body without the police finding out.

"Say, what happened?" Jongin asks from across the couch, he was worried as well. It was not normal for the enemy to strike on one of the member's house ... They were planning something big then.

"Uhh ..." Krystal starts, looking disoriented.

"You don't have to tell us if you don't want to." Luhan offers with a smile.

She shakes her head. "I was uhm doing what Sehun told me to, which was to lock all the windows and doors. I went downstairs to the kitchen to check for final time that it was locked. That was when I felt a hand around my arm, chocking me and ... we sort of fought?"

"You put up a tough fight, judging by your injuries." Jongin pointed towards the side of her lips.

"We need to get that fixed." Minseok says and the four of them nodded in agreement.

Krystal abruptly stands up. "It's, it's nothing. I-I need to go out, take some fresh air."

She brushes past Sehun by the door, not even looking at him once as she leaves the apartment. He runs after her, who was surprisingly fast and watches over her as she settle herself onto the bench by the playground nearby.

He heard it all, and his fingers itched to fix her injuries right then and there.

Krystal sucked in the cold November air, hot tears falling from the corner of her eyes. She suddenly remembered her past. She suddenly remembered what if feels like to be in pain. She suddenly remembered what if feels like to be at the brink of death, and she didn't liked it one bit.

And above all she missed her dead mother, and how she wishes that time would rewind back to fifteen years ago so she could have fixed things with her past.

But she couldn't. The world would never turn back. The world was never fair even to begin with. She knows it was a cruel world out there and she needed to be strong to survive. She smiles, a pity smile and says to a particular nobody, "Unnie ... You're here right, in South Korea? Unnie ... If I appear in front of your eyes again would you remember me?"

No one answered her but of course. Sehun just watches her from a distance with a sad look on his face, listening to every single word she says.

Shaking her head she stands up and walks pass by Sehun who was hiding behind a shady tree. By the time they both reached the apartment, the other boys had already left, thinking that it was best for the lovebirds to sort out their problems to themselves. "Krystal." Sehun says once he closes the door behind him. She turns back, looking at him with questioning eyes. "Go sit on the living room's sofa. I'll be right there with you in a minute." He shuffles his feet to the bathroom downstairs, and Krystal does as he says and settles onto the sofa.

He returns with the first aid and starts to clean the cuts from her face, earning small hisses from the girl from time to time. Once he was done plastering her cuts, he throws the cotton wools away to a side, and sits silently next to Krystal, waiting for her to speak up.

"You're a either in a gang or a mafia." She starts, and Sehun winced. He knew he was done for it. She had found out. But she was bound to. "I am not angry at you at all." She continues, Sehun heaving a sigh of relive.

"But I am upset. You could have warned me about this earlier."

"I only wanted to protect you-"

"Are you stupid? Is this called protecting?"

Sehun ducks his head, feeling slightly ashamed.

Krystal took in a deep breath and says,"You told me to hide myself from an enemy I didn't even know of. I didn't even knew what I was hiding myself from in the first place; and you call that protecting?"

"I don't like to nag but you have to know this, Oh Sehun. You don't know me as much as I don't know you. Maybe we do live together, but that's as far as we go. Today I learnt a something new about you while you'll never know who I was from the past. I could come from a long line of serial killer, for all you know."

"So you're telling me you're dangerous?" Sehun fights back.

Krystal licks her lips and laughs. "Do you really believed that my real name is Krystal, Sehun?"

"No, but-"

"Then you're correct. I used to be like you Sehun, but now I'm not. I was dangerous, but I know someone far more dangerous than you are."

"And your point is?" He says, growing impatient.

"Trust me Sehun, because I've got none left in this world but to trust other than you." She caressed his face and pulls away to stand up, but a force pulls her back down onto Sehun's lap. Krystal stares into his eyes as he stared into hers. She recognizes that type of eyes very well. Swimming in those orbs was lust. And he showed loads of them. "Sehun-" He cuts her off by pulling her body closer to his. Nose on nose he demands to her, "If you trust me, then start off by telling me your real name." Krystal sucks in a breath, already seeing this coming.

"Jung Soojung." She whispers, her lips dangerously close to his.

"Soojung." He says, his voice sounding like a beautiful melody that Krystal never wanted to loose of.

"Soojung." He repeats, his eyes still on hers.

"Soojung." He whispers lowly, tempting her to close the space between them.

Krystal bit her lips and closed her eyes. That name. It gave her away. It gave her so much memories to remember of; good and bad. It pained her every time someone from the past calls her that, but why is it when Sehun says it, he makes it sound like it was the most purest thing on earth?

"Soojung-ah." He whispers, like a slow lullaby, putting her to sleep.

Krystal flicks her eyes open to see his brown orbs boring into hers. Closing the final gap between them two, she latches her lips onto his, immediately slipping her tongue into his mouth. Sehun pushes her down onto the sofa and hovers over her, his tongue exploring every inch of her cavern. "Soojung." He moans into her mouth.

She pulls away to stare into his shining pair of eyes. "You know, I hated that name, I hated that name so much."

Oh Sehun listens tentatively to her as he stares back at her.

"But when you say that name, you make it sound so right." She laughs pathetically to herself; earning a frown from him.

"You're so beautiful Soojung." He mutters against her lips softly, still gazing into her eyes.

"And it's a privilege for me to love you."