Our Child(An EXO Fanfiction)

T W E N T Y - N I N E(FINAL)

Sehun's POV

I walked back into her hospital room and saw no one in there.

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"Eunji!" We called as we ran around the streets and hospital.

We couldn't find her. I called the police station and they sent a search a party to look for her.

Baekhyun looked at me and I knew he was worried for her too.

SNSD were trying to track down her phone, since it was missing.

Chanyeol, D.O and Kai are checking the security cameras in the hospital.

So far, all they saw was Eunji running out the emergency exit. She seemed to be crying.

I have a feeling I know why. The guilt has been eating me up alive.

2 Months Later

We still haven't found her.

I haven't gotten a blink of sleep. And I won't until I find her.

Taeyeon hasn't spoken to anyone since we lost her.

Baekhyun looks depressed. Kris hasn't been able to concentrate on anything. MiYoung looks like she has a lot to say, but she can't get her voice out. SNSD have decided to quit fighting, and EXO have as well. Hyuna left the country. Super Junior visited recently to send their condolences, to which I sent a punch straight at one of their faces. I don't know which one.

They thought Eunji was dead.

She wasn't dead.

She isn't.

She can't be.

6 Months Later

Eight months have passed.

I got a new job. I've started eating and sleeping.

Luhan suggested a funeral but I demanded that there wouldn't be one.

She isn't dead.

Kris and MiYoung moved to China. Her parents and younger sister are still in the same house, grieving over the missing girl from their household.

Baekhyun and Luhan live with me, because they're afraid I'd do something to myself. They would've had me move in with one of them, but I'll never sell this house.

It still smells like the strawberry scented candles Eunji always lights up in the evening before I get home.

I hug her picture every night. The most recent picture I took of her.

It was a picture of her holding her stomach. She didn't know I took this picture.

5 Months Later

It's been a year and a month since she disappeared.

I feel better now.

I accept the fact that she's not alive anymore.

We had a funeral for her. I didn't cry. I was happy for her.

She's in a happier place.

2 Months Later

I work in a newspaper company. I was one of the journalists.

It was a big room, and all the journalist sat next to each other, on their own computers.

I was working away, typing about the recent change of law.

Suddenly, the door burst open. A few people shrieked.

Six people walked in. They were dressed in all black, masks covering their faces.

I'm guessing they're girls, by their figure. And of course, their hair.

No, I wasn't staring.

"Yah! Who are you?! Get out of here-" One of the workers started yelling and one of the girls grabbed his arm, and twisted it, before shoving him away.

He let out an ear piercing screech and I cringed before returning to work, deciding that I should try to ignore them.

They were obviously a gang, and I wanted nothing to do with them.

But I still listened to what they were saying.

"We'll make this easy. Whoever's in charge of the key to the publisher's room, hand it over."

Shit, I'm in charge of that.

All eyes were on me and I slowly turned around to meet the gaze of the girls.

One of them were staring down at the ground, not looking up to meet my gaze. She had her hair tied in a bun, hidden under a beanie.

"I'm guessing you have it, hand it over." One of them said and I took it out of my pocket and held it out, motioning for them to come get it.

They walked towards me and one of them tried to grab it, but when her hands touched mine, I grabbed it and spun her around before pinning her on the ground.

The workers gasped at my sudden attack but didn't stop me.

I may have stopped fighting about a year ago, but that doesn't mean I forgot how to.

The other girls tried attacking me but I pushed them away.

Suddenly, someone caught my neck and pulled me off of the girl I was pinning.

Sure enough, it was another one of them. The one with the beanie. She put her foot in front of mine, causing me to trip and she pinned me down on the ground.

"Why do you need the key?" I asked as I struggled under her hold.

She was really light, but strong.

She hesitated to answer, but soon she did.

"It's for a good cause, just hand it over." She spoke and my eyes widened at how familiar it sounded.

I swear I know her from somewhere.

She grabbed a hold of my neck, and I could feel myself losing my breath and I could hear one of the workers calling the police.

I reached into my pocket and held the key out. She stared at it before grabbing it, and while she grabbed it, I pulled her mask off, pulling her beanie off with it.

My eyes widened as did hers.

Her once black hair was now a lighter shade of brown.

She had a little more makeup on her face.

She lost way too much weight that it worried me.

But her eyes, they stayed the same. Staring into mine, and for a second, I felt like a saw a bit of longing. Or maybe it was just my reflection through her eyes.

"Eunji......" I mumbled and she stared in shock, before she grabbed the mask but didn't have enough time to get her beanie. She put the keys in her pocket and gave me one last glance before following the other girls, who jumped out the window.

Just as she jumped out, the police barged into the room.

But I didn't care about the police.

All I knew is that Eunji is alive.

And I lost her again.

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THAT MY FRIENDS IS THE END OF OUR CHILD!!!!

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SEQUEL OR NAH?

Idk I like this ending but I hate it at the same time so I might write a sequel.

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