sim.jaeyun → reality show

11

The remainder of the day was mellow, most of the camera crew went home for the day, thankfully. 

The weather began to cloud over darkly, grey flurries of clouds surveying the area we all were. And before we knew it, tough rain began hitting down on us, each drop thick and intense.

The rain pace increased, and I ran inside back into the mansion, already soaked and I was barely outside for longer than two minutes.

I ran inside, annoyed that my clothes and hair were partially wet. In the living room, were sat Jungwon, Jay, Sunoo, Taeri, and Hana.

They all looked at me, wondering what was going on. Their eyes scattered towards me, head to toe, covered in rainwater.

"Is it raining?" Taeri asked, a small smile creeping upon her lips. Followed by that, a rumbling of the skies appeared. It seemed as if would be storming.

The rain pellets hit against the roof of the mansion harder each second, it was with such intensity that the rain echoed throughout the halls.

"Is it raining?" I deadpanned, rolling my eyes at her obvious teasing.

They gave a short laugh as I spun around, walking off towards my room. Each second, the clouds began to darken and thicken, coarse dark flurries scattered across the sky. The rain was definitely not going to stop any time soon, and the crashing and spluttering of the thunder was too, not planning on leaving any time soon.

It was a matter of time before there'd be some lightning seen. Then I reminded myself of something.

Yeong. He was in the house, or somewhere maybe even outside.

I widened my eyes, immediately running around the house, pacing and looking at every corner of the place. Cats could fit anywhere more or less, and god knows where this guy could be right now.

My heart thumped against my chest like none other, it was my worst fear, losing this guy. He's been with me for a solid three years, and despite that, I think the two of us are dependant on each other.

I was pacing around the mansion like an idiot, barging into rooms, looking around and panicking as if I had a kidney on the loose.

Of course, one of the remaining camera men had to follow me, filming me in my utter turmoil and devastation. I don't think I could continue being here if I lost Yeong.

I looked out of the patio windows, the rain, the thunder, the occasional strike of lightning, the brooding, dark atmosphere. I bet Yeong is so scared right now.

Without hesitation, I opened the door, running into the back garden of the place. It was huge too, which was no help. I ran towards the chairs, the ping pong table, looked absolutely everywhere here, but nothing.

Yeong was nowhere to be found at all.

I gave a huge groan, my body shaking in fear that something bad might've happened to him. I was stood amidst the garden, my hand on my forehead as I scanned the area repeatedly. The rain was falling on me relentlessly, each drop soaking me with more cold zaps.

I sniffled, looking around for the fourth time, just in case he might be shivering somewhere, behind a chair, or a table, or some prop in the garden. But once again, nothing.

I felt exasperated, it felt like the world was crashing down on me right now. I hurried back inside, all my clothes, skin, hair, everything was wet to the point I could probably fix up a good few glasses of water.

The sky emit another large groan, along with the accomplice of a strong flash of lightning. The dread had sank in, and despite the camera panning around me, I continued running around the mansion like a crazy woman who had just escaped the asylum.

"Yeong is gone???" Mira exclaimed, the same panic written on her face as mine. She placed her hand over her mouth as she looked at my devastated face, on the verge of tears.

Yeong was probably the closest I had to family, and if I lost another person that I considered family, I don't think I would be able to cope. Yeong was there for me during my teenage years, when I was overworking myself in order to debut, when I was stressed over a concert. He was always just there for me, despite being a cat.

I sniffled, the water on me was cold, and running around in this huge place was not doing me a better favour.

On one occasion, I ran into Jake, who looked concerned at seeing me so distraught.

"Woah, woah, what's going on?!" He held me by my shoulders as I panted heavily, looking up at him as he wiped water that was coming down from my forehead.

"Yeong is gone, fuck, Yeong isn't here." I looked around frantically as he held me by my shoulders, a small smile crossing his lips.

Another wave of lightning crashed down, followed by the rumbling of the sky, and over hearing that, I just freed myself from Jake's grasp, running towards my room before he could get another word in.