The room was dank and dark, Song Geom-eun Gae lay on a dirty, thread bare mattress. Beads of sweat on his forehead and chest .
His stained vest clung to him damply and his undershorts were stained yellow from urine.
It had taken the last of his money and strength to fly back to Korea. As soon as he had arrived he had found an old empty building with broken windows and dirt everywhere , but someone had conveniently used it as a den once before and remnants of their visit included an old mattress .
The moment he had seen the mattress he had stripped off and immediately lost consciousness ....the wounds he had not let heal properly in the hospital were infected and he had a fever .... Eventually though he did wake up and his first conscious thought was pain! ... his foot was swollen tightly beyond the confines of the boot and his arm throbbed where he had taken it out of the sling .
He didn't know how long he had laid there so he reached for his phone to check the date. He cried out with the effort that it took to reach his pocket and then cried out again to find the battery was dead .
Exhausted he rested where he lay , panting , then planned how to get money and how to get his own back on that bitches boyfriend..... it was all his fault ! sending him to that hell hole in the first place ! Who the fuck was he to tell him what to do anyway !!
His head pounded and he had the shakes from lack of alcohol but didn't quite have the energy to move so he occupied himself in his mind.... he knew who the boyfriend was now, although how the fuck that whore had managed to hook a rich prize like him God only knew.
Seeing as the man was someone famous he knew he couldn't get to him through conventional methods. His only window of opportunity would be the girl. He knew her address surely if they're dating the boyfriend would most definitely stay over, and he had done some research while he had been away... not a word about Teri, so he knew their relationship was a secret , that worked to his advantage .
Secrets meant off the books, his bodyguards less likely to be around ....all he had to do was stake her place out depending on the opportunity. He'd either grab her or that pansy boyfriend of hers ....he had seen pictures off him online... he was nothing but a transvestite! A he/she that dressed in skirts and wore make up !!! how hard could he be ?
Despite the pain he smiled to himself and attempted to sit up ...it took effort but he managed to stay upright, supporting himself with his good hand ....it was time to pull himself together and make his move he thought.
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They'd had their first argument since becoming a couple and Teri felt devastated. She wandered in and out of shops , wondering how to make it up to him , wondering if she should buy him something as an apology, but then realized the double standards of her thoughts.... maybe she had been too harsh ? She thought , maybe I could give him a budget equivalent to mine ...that would work .
She felt hopeful at the possible compromise of their dilema and apologetically took her phone out to ring him , but as she did her phone buzzed for the third time .
The first two times she'd ignored it , knowing it would be Suga ,knowing herself well enough to know she was still too mad to talk to him , but now she genuinely felt guilty " I'm so sorry" she said answering the phone " where the fuck are you?" He demanded down the line . Their words crossing over each other .
Teri pulled the phone away from her ear and stared angrily at the phone , " you don't get to talk to me like that " she said in a cold calm voice before hanging up.
Her hand shook as she turned the phone off and put it away , " he had never spoken to her like that before and he wouldn't again ! She didn't care who he was , she would never put herself in front of a verbally abusive person again.
She ran into the ladies bathrooms in the big superstore she had wandered into and cried .
" fuck fuck fuuuck !!"
Suga was almost beside himself... he rang the security " tell me you've got eyes on her !" He screamed down the phone .
The first thing he had done was ring them and two of the three guards had stayed with him, the other had broken away to follow her but it was rush hour , both the pavements and the roads full of workers going home , he'd lost her near a shopping center .
That's when he'd tried her phone for the third time , and she had answered his frustrations and fear had got the better of him...
" we've found her sir " came the guards words , and Sugas knees almost gave way and he had to quickly sit on the edge of a small wall surrounding a large oak tree.
The relief was instant , and so was the guilt over their argument.
After telling the guard not to lose her again, he hung up and tried her phone . Off ...he looked around should he go find her ? Maybe he should come clean and tell her what's going on so she could be more alert. He sat there for a good ten minutes imagining the conversation he needed to have with her , starting with apologising for swearing at her , and looking at her phone ..and sending this man away with out checking first she wanted him gone , and for losing him.
" shit!" He said outloud making a old lady passing by jump... he quickly stood up bowed and said sorry before walking on .
He didn't know where to walk or how to make up for all the things he'd done wrong.
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Crying had been quite cathartic and when she stopped she felt emotionally drained , but with the tears had come clarity , that wasn't the Suga she loved and knew on the phone earlier ..he must have had a reason , but still the fear that the person swearing down the line could be the real Suga had her hesitant to ring him.
What she needed was another opinion , she knew her opinion was bias towards hate ..she turned her phone on and rang Rose .
Rose's cheerful hello felt like a plaster to a festering wound and tears threatened to come again " Rose , I'm so confused " she said .
" where are you ? I'll be right there?"
