Cruel Reality [B1A4 Fanfic]

The Gang

Jaesook's POV

I stared at her menacingly as she stood a few paces from where I was at the school's rooftop.
I gotta stall her.

"So... What do you want?"
I ignored her question, taking a cigarette from my pocket. I stashed one just in case.
She didn't seem bothered when I lighted it.

"I'm kind of in a hurry, so if you have something you need or something to say--" she coughed before continuing her sentence, "say it now." She waved boredly at her face.

"Oh?" I raised my brow stepping over to her and blowing smoke at her way.
"Ya--!" She choked.
"Heh.. So you're bad with smoke?" Good. I can stall more time doing this.
She suddenly grabbed her chest and heaved.

"Hey." I called out to her. She can't be that bad around smoke, right? Or is she asmathic or what?
"Get that stick away from me or I'll make you eat that."

I raised my brow and smirked.
I didn't know she got it in her.
She coughed again.
This might get worse so I stepped on the cigarette.
"Yah! You're littering! And that thing's prohibited. If they find out you're dead."

"No one's gonna die. Unless you make your way home this moment, then you are dead meat." I told her leaning on the railing.
She cocked her head in confusion, though she had a straight face on.
I nodded down a few yards from the school entrance.
She looked to where I was motioning and froze.

My gangmates were waiting at a minivan ready to chase her service car, some were leaning on posts nearby in case she walks by.
Instead of shaking in fear as I thought she would, she unexpectedly sighed.

"What are you scheming this time?"
Oh? She's our first victim to not cower and beg not to hurt her, well, not a lot of them were given warning though.

"Nothing much. Frankly, I'm just here to save your ass again."
"I don't need your help." She said and walked away but I grabbed her arm.
"Yah! I told you you're gonna get yourself killed if you went now!" She shrugged off my hand.
"So what do I do? Stay here waiting for them to catch me later on?"
Tch. This girl is really thick in the head.

"So what you gonna do 'bout it, huh? Miss know it all idol? You're gonna run in your manager's car hoping to lose 'em on the trail?" My patience is running out for this girl. If she pushed me I'm just gonna let them kill her!

"No." She frowned a little.
"So you don't have a plan? You gonna go to the battlefield without a weapon?" I was almost shouting at her now because she was starting to walk away.

She suddenly turned around and stared at me for 5 seconds. And then
she laughed.
What the heck? Is she crazy in the head?
"Sorry. It's just... that you're a funny guy." She laughed again. Her voice ringing throughout the empty rooftop.

"Man. I haven't laughed in a while." She smiled.
I tsked loudly.
"This isn't time to laugh missy. They're coming for your life and they're gonna get it if you just sit by."
"You're kind of cool today."
What?
"You've been saying cool things since I got here, well, except for the smoke part. I mean, battlefield? Weapon? I do recall you spitting blood when we met but spouting cool lines? You sure don't look like it."
I don't understand this girl but she's getting on my nerves.

"Do you even understand the situation you're on, Jung Cj? A whole gang is out there waiting to pounce on you and take your pathetic life!" I practically yelled at her.

"Yeah, well, aren't you a part of that gang? Why should I trust that you're helping me?" She turned serious.
I shook my head.
"Fine then. Get yourself killed and I won't give a fuck if you die." If that's what she wants then that's what she'll get. I merely was trying to take responsibility for helping them catch her and her friend before.
Tch. Why did I even bother? Oh yeah, it's because we don't really kill. Our gang.
We just get into fights and punish our enemies with torture but we never kill. Never.

My big brother, Jaekwon, founded ROT 3 years ago, a year after our parents died in a plane crash.
He said it was to make both of us stronger. To form a bond beyond breakage. And just look what he's up to now.
I tsked loudly again.
"Jaekwon pabo." I unconciously muttered.

Jung Cj's head snapped towards my direction.
"Excuse me?" She had a horrified look on her face.
I expertly ignored her.

"What was it that you said again? You mentioned a name?" She pestered walking towards me.
What the heck is her problem? Not like she knew my brother.

She grabbed my collar with both hands.
"Whose name was it that you called!" She shook me.
"What the fuck is your problem!" I forcefully took her hands off of me.
"Who was it?" Her voice lowered and her eyes was watering.
"Jaekwon. What of it?" Did she knew my brother or just someone with the same name?
Her eyes grew wide and her body trembled.
"And who's that, may I ask?" Her voice barely a whisper now.
I knit my eyebrows in confusion at her.
"Why should I answer th--"
She suddenly fell and writhed in pain.

"Hey! Hey! What the heck?" I knelt down.
She was panting heavily clutching her chest and groaning as if in deep pain.
"Yah!" What the hell do I do?
"C..cangfh.." She was choking out something I couldn't understand.
Should I call an ambulance?
Her head was oozing blood from impact of the fall.
Was it because of the smoke?
Fuck I didn't know she was sick or what!
I ran towards the railing. The gang was still there.
I knelt back at her side and dialed for help, straining my broken fingers.
Jaekwon hyung got me beaten after Haji told on me.
Of course he'd be angry, I smacked him unconcious to get Cj's friend before.

Shit, what the hell?! How much more fragile can this kid be?
I was trying to save her and here I might've just killed her myself.

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