The Not-So-Cliche Cinderella Story (A VIXX FanFic) [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 2

=Gina P.O.V=

Those six boys visited me every day during my stay at the hospital. To be honest, I thought it would've been a little boring for me if they weren't there. They were, as icky as it was to say it, the sunshine during my cloudy day.

There, I said it. I am now done being mushy.

Ken was quite the funny guy. Every time he opened his mouth, laughs and groans would almost immediately follow. He was naturally funny without even trying.

Hongbin, Ravi and Hyuk... they seemed to be the partners in crime of the group. They would always be picking on their hyungs and irritating them. It was pretty hilarious, too.

N was pretty talkative, but I liked his company. It reminded me of my mother, and I sometimes missed her. Having N with me took all that pain away, as much as the other members disliked having him pick on them.

Leo was quiet and shy the whole time we were there. N would always force him to do something, but I told him it was okay. It is enough entertainment for me, I would say. I think Leo looked a little grateful for that. I didn't blame him; I didn't always like talking in front of people myself.

Much to my dismay, I had to be discharged from the hospital a week later and I had to start running again. I really wanted to stay, but I knew it would be better for them to forget about me. Better for the lot of us, actually.

Nothing good ever came out of the people that I met, anyway. I just didn't want to bother them.

"Gina! You should stop by our dorm! We love having you around!" N offered happily, I was almost heartbroken when I had to gently decline his offer. "I'm sorry, oppa. It would be nice for me to stay, but I have other things to take care of."

"Oh... well, you know where to find us, okay? So long!" He smiled, pressing a slip of paper into the palm of my hand. Waiting until they turned the corner, I opened the paper and was surprised to see N's number on it. Then it said 'Call me if you need anything~ ^^'. I laughed.

"God, why do I feel so guilty when people are so nice to me..." I muttered to myself, and slipping the number in my pocket, I dashed off somewhere else to hide out for the night.

=Hyuk P.O.V=

"Hyung, I have a bad feeling about her..." I said when we reached our practice room that same night and flicked the lights on. She seemed to be hiding something from us, but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

Why was she being so secretive? What was this 'business' she had to take care of? I'm pretty sure that girl isn't even in school anyway.

Whatever. No use being a brat to a girl you don't even know. Besides, I have better things to do, like practicing the dance with N for our comeback.

"Well, whether she wants to or not, she should know there will always be someone looking after her. The poor girl was probably homeless. I don't see girls like her around here." N replied, dusting off the boombox in the corner of the practice room.

Yup, we even had to clean up our practice room every day after we were done using it. It was fun, though.

"Eh. I'm just saying I don't think it's worth our time." I told him, checking the sound system.

"I know, and I understand. But I think it will be better for her. We aren't that famous, and our fans would understand."

"I didn't say it was HER I was having a problem with. I meant her SECRECY is a problem for me. Why can't she just admit she's homeless and just move in?" I asked. There was nothing wrong with being homeless!