𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 & 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐡𝐞𝐦 || 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐥 (𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐈𝐈)

3 - Jeonghan

My chin slips from my palm, and I jerk awake, gasping in a quick breath before I settle my chin back into my palm and glance beyond the tree line.

Where is he?

I can't let him die.

I don't know how long I've been sitting here. Long enough that the sun is now up, and what was impossible to see into the trees is now clear. It's no longer Halloween. Vernon's body no longer lays at the bottom of the lighthouse. It's cleared now, only a red stain of blood painting the rocky sand.

I've long past left there, then gone back after some time.

Whether I'd hoped it had all been a dream, or maybe I was hoping Seungcheol would have gone back there, looking for me.

Neither wish came true.

I'd unfortunately gone back to a depressing and sad lighthouse which has now been the home to multiple deaths.

Footprints and blood and police tape litter the premises, along with broken Halloween decorations which make it end up looking like the aftermath of a horror movie.

I wanted it to be a lie. A nightmare I would wake up from. But it wasn't.

Somehow, Halloween has become its own nightmare.

A place where only death rises and life falls.

I should hate him. I should fucking despise him for what he's done for me. And I do.

I don't regret putting the knife in his stomach.

He deserved the pain he caused me, our friends, and everyone around us. Out of all the people in our group, Vernon was the most loyal, the most genuine and nicest person, yet he's the one that picks the shortest stick.

He never deserved his ending to be this way.

Though, where do I go now? What does life entail for the rest of my days? Do I walk away from my heart that beats in my chest, or do I take the pain and rub it into my veins, and allow myself true love, knowing the pain may always be existent?

There will always be pain in my heart when it comes to Seungcheol.

But without him, it's agony.

They both hurt yet walking away from him seems impossible.

He should rot in jail, yet I'd take his place if I had the chance.

I don't understand his reasoning, and I deserve to understand. I want to know everything, yet as I stare into the woods, I wonder if my chance is gone, and all that's left is a trail of blood and a broken heart.

With a sigh, I turn my car off, leaving my Halloween mask on the passenger seat as I hop out of the car. After running from the party, I made it home, where I got my car and left right away. I couldn't wait around for anyone or anything. I had to leave, the only thought in my mind finding the man who owns my heart. I've been hiding near the woods all night, hoping Seungcheol found a place to hide out for the night, and he'd come stumbling out this morning, but no such luck. I haven't seen him anywhere, and panic is beginning to set in.

I'm cold, still bloody, and a part of me is waiting for the police to get here, to haul me in for murder.

I have no clue if that girl died, or if she's alive. I don't regret my actions. Not even a little bit. The only thing I wish I would've changed is me not having done it around a group of people.

Because now the finger is pointed at me, and I already had the red flag painted on my back.

Now the flag is black, and I'm essentially fucked.