Gone

Chapter 22

The lights dancing all around the club and his vision started to get dizzy. The night is getting deeper and he has many bottles of different wines in front of him, all bottles, empty. He looked around and all the people are just dancing, doesn't even care to ask if he is okay or not. Well, who would? He has been indifferent himself. All his life. His last glass of wine, he took it all at once. Maybe he is drunk. No, he is already drunk but why the hell, his heart still felt the pain. He still felt the longing of his lost love. Kyungsoo. He is nowhere to be found. He cant find him. His father is hard and he can't even penetrate him because he understands, he won't tell him. He won't leave any trace of Kyungsoo. The worst, they said they are brothers? He can't accept that. He wont believe it. No, not ever.

He didn't even realized, his tears started to fall. His sobs are getting heavier. He cried for his name, their promises. But every syllable that he is calling him, all were like axes striking to his heart. His heart breaks and he can't even help it. He tried to stand but seems his legs cant support him anymore. He slump himself in the couch. he felt so useless.

"Anyone! Kill me! I'll pay you millions!" He yelled but nobody cared. "Kyungsoo! Comeback home! I can't live without you anymore!" He cried curling himself. "I missed you Kyungsoo!" He cried loud hugging himself while his whole body is shaking.

He stayed in that position for a moment, then he thought of dialing Taemin.

"Jongin?" Taemin's voice registered some sort of worry but he shave it out from his system.

"Kill me Taemin! Kill, if I cant find somebody to kill me, I might end my life by myself." He cried.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Kyungsoo. I need Kyungsoo!"

"Jongin? Where are you, fuck!"

"Somebody bring Kyungsoo back! I need him back!"

The more he plea for him to come back, the more the emptiness of the crowded club enveloped him, no body cares. No one did. He crawled out, with all his remaining strength, he headed outside.

He saw the guy standing near his car, smoking his cigarette. His gang, is just talking few meters away from him.

"Ahhhhh, at last, Satan heard me!" He murmured wiping his tears away with his own droll. "Yah" He called pointing the guy. The guy looked at him with eyebrows crumpled. Before anything else, Jongin's fist flew to the stranger's face. Not that strong but enough to piss him.

"Aish jerk, whats your problem huh?" The stranger voice yelled at him, but his evil spirit seemed to be pleased.

"How much do you need? Just to kill me?" He grab his collar and pulled him but they ended up on the ground.

A strong punch landed on his mouth from the stranger's fist. One, two, and many more! He doesn't mind the pain and the sting from the punch. The taste of his own blood running through his face. When he tried to open his swollen eyes, he saw several of them gathering around him. Cursing as their fist landed on his face and stomach. One strong kick landed on his ribs, another flow of blood came out from his mouth.

"K-kill me, if I cant find Kyungsoo, why!" His whispering voice called out but nothing is ever given to him but a loud curse and a strong hit on his back.

One last pain hit him on his stomach. Knife. Then all else are gone in his sight.

Jongdae and Luhan are at their kitchen, Luhan is cooking and Jongdae is facing his laptop computer doing some works he brought from the office. He was just listening to a song from his computer and Luhan is humming. As soon as Luhan finished cooking, he sat beside Jongdae and looked at his monitor.