I'm Your Girl - EXO

Chapter 3

Hwa Yeon is definitely a psycopath but she isn't a fool. 

She is always watching me when she is in the room, trying to communicate with me but she's never pushy.

"Sing for me" she would ask once in a while but I'd stay silent.

"Does your head still hurt?" she would ask me then and next day there would be a painkiller next to the food on the table.

I never answered her. Since there's nothing I could do to get myself out I'm rebelling by never speaking. I had many questions but I didn't ask anything. My throat hurt from staying silent so long and my head hurt from the silence as I was used to living with 8 other noisy boys, the music always blasting around us. Now it's just the silence and her voice. I noticed I started to talk to myself when I was alone and I only hoped I never did it when she was around.

Because she was always watching, observing me like a silent cat, sometimes I wouldn't even realize she was still there. She gave me space but she was always there, lurking in the darkness.

She was watching me, but I was watching her too. I would never look at her directly when she was in the room but I never took my eyes off her looking through the window when she was in the garden.

I found out her family is pretty rich, that's probably how she could kidnap me. I also noticed that her parents never notice her and she doesn't have any friends although then and now a young man would come with her parents' guests who would notice her beauty and try to flirt with her but she never had interest in any of them.

Poor rich girl. I'm not sorry for her.

I also took notes of what day it was. Living here isn't interesting enough to write a diary but I did count the days since my kidnapping. It was 20 or 21 days depending on how long I was unconscious before waking here.

Hwa Yeon comes in the room closing the door behind her. She smiles and holds up a CD player. 

"You can listen to music too now if you want. I can imagine how much you missed it, I couldn't live a day without music. Sorry for not bringing it earlier" she says then places it on the table.

She's sorry for not bringing a CD player earlier?! She must be joking.

She pushes a button on the player and an old H.O.T. song starts to play.

"Do you like to dance?" she asks but obviously I don't reply.

She starts to shake her hips a little then starts dancing.

"Silly question, you obviously like dancing since that's your job."

I look away so I don't see her dancing. If she's trying to seduce me it won't work. She starts singing along a little and I snort. Her voice is terrible.

She stops dancing.

"I used to have a beautiful voice" she says, the music still playing." People asked me to perform on birthdays and weddings and school events and said I'd become a universal star one day. But when I was 11 I got into a car crash. I almost died."

The music is still blasting but I can clearly hear her voice which doesn't falter for a second. She's talking just as calmly as talking about kidnapping me. These things are normal for her.

Is she trying to get my sympathy? Because I feel nothing. I don't care how she lost her dreams about becoming a singer.

"You remind me of someone" she says after a long silence." That's why you're here. Not one of your bandmates or friends." she says as if she heard all of my questions.

"I chose you... so you can hate me" I turn towards her and she takes a step towards me."But admit it... you like it here, maybe just a little bit... but you do like it. So peaceful and stress-free. No one bossing you around, no one asking you to be perfect, no one, just you. All attention on you... yet you don't have to do anything."

I clench my fists but don't answer. I stare into her eyes. Strangely she doesn't look away, she doesn't even flinch.

"You might love singing... you might love entertaining... and you might love your hyungs... in a way. But you realized long ago that it's not the right life for you, that you can't keep doing this. And the people around you realized your feelings too. I just saved you before you would've broken. Believe me this is better for both you and them...

"Shut up! You're lying!" I scream as I push her against the wall. My throat is sore from suddenly screaming after not talking for weeks.

She still doesn't look away as if she's used to fighting but never gets hit.

I want to hit her really bad but instead I punch the wall next to her. I don't feel a thing.

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