Chapter 6
[Jean P.O.V]
I take a deep breath while walking. Inhaling the refreshing air. Everything is quiet except of the sound of crickets singing and I don’t see anyone around. It must be late but I didn’t bother in looking at my watch although I wonder what time is it. I just want to go home quickly. The event tonight flashes on my mind. I’m a lucky girl. I talk, eat, and chat with Obsidian. My heart is jumping and screaming right now. Fans will surely be jealous. I feel my head getting heavier with each step and from the dark surrounding; now all I see is white. Too bright that it hurts my eyes.
HONK. The noise echoed loudly and it hurts my eardrum. Only to realise a car is coming toward me. I’m going to die. I shut my eyes tightly knowing I will soon be hit. A strong hand pulls me back quickly and we both fall back on the ground. The noise of the honk passes right in front of me and fades away quickly. I thought I was going to die. I feel myself breathing heavily and the other person too.
“Are you okay?” the person asks me still breathing heavily. I nod and utter a thank you. I take a few more breaths to ease myself and look up at my saviour.
“Hyun..Hyunseong-sshi” when I realise whom my saviour is. I can hear my voice shakes.
“Thank god. Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he asks examining me. I shake my head and start getting up. He holds onto my upper arm when I stand.
“Thank you. I though I’m going to die. I’m sorry,” I say. You got no idea how scary that was. I really thought I was going to die. How am I going to face my parents? They raise me with so much care. Everything flashes back in front of me. It’s scary. I’m so thankful too to be given the second chance. I really am. Thank god for letting me live.
“There’s nothing to be sorry. Let me walk you home.”
“I’m so thankful for saving me. I can’t express how grateful I am.” I bow to him and all of the sudden I feel like something on my throat. I need to puke. I run to nearest tree and vomit out everything I drank. He taps on my back laughing.
“I can’t believe this is happening. Why did you drink so much? Yah, how many did you drink?” he asks.
“I only drink two cup,” I say wiping my lips with the back of my hand.
“Two cup and you are this drunk. Here, let me piggyback you home. I don’t want any accident to happen”
“I can walk home myself. I’m not that drunk. Just a little. I will take care of myself.” I start walking and cross the road. Of course this time, I make sure there’s no car before I cross.
“Alright. Yah, is this how you threat your saviour? Shouldn’t you be thankful,” he says walking next to me.
“Thank you. This won’t happen again. I will treasure my new life now. But, you should go back. You’re not familiar here. What if you get lost?”
“Nah, don’t worry about me. You should take care of yourself more”
I keep quiet and continue my walk home. I shiver a little thinking about the incident just now. The more I think of it, the scarier I get.
“How should I repay for saving me?” I ask not looking at him. I can feel he tense a little but then relax again.
“I save you not because of anything. You save people because you don’t want the person to die. I save you because I care”
“Thank you,” I speak softly. I feel embarrassed by what he says. How can I think of something like that?
“Just promise to take care of yourself and be careful. Treasure your life. There won’t be a second chance. Can you promise me that?” I nod answering his request. I can’t express how I feel. Thankful, grateful, sorry, stupid, all in the same time. I feel my eye gets watery but I blink it away. I promise.
We walk in silence until I almost reach my apartment.
“Let’s count to ten,” I say breaking the silence.
“Why?”
“By the count of ten, I’ll reach my house”
“Don’t lie”
“It’s real. Let’s start here. 1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8…9…10…11…12! Tadah, it’s here”
“It’s 12, you said 10”
“Hehe. Sorry. It’s only more by 2”
“Is it really here?” he asks looking at the apartment in front.
“Yes. I live up there. I’m really thankful for everything. The walks back here, helping me back in the café, and most importantly for saving my life”
“There is something I want to say. Actually the person. I mean the favourite among Obsidian is you, Hyunseong-sshi,” I say pointing at him.
“Sorry.” I quickly put down my hand and look at the floor.
“I know,” he says tapping my head.
“Yah. I’m not a kid,” I pout. All of a sudden, he hugs me and kisses my forehead. I totally went blank and stare blankly at him when he let go. I’m positive that his cheek is tinted a little pink. He blushing?
“Erm, aren’t you going in?” It snaps me from staring at him.
“Yes.. Goodbye,” I bows and wave at him before I runs in. I lean at my apartment door and touch my forehead. Why did he do that? I shake my head preventing myself to think of something stupid and the dizziness in my head comes back. I walk to my room throwing my handbag aside and sit on my bed. I pull my leg up and wrap my arm around it placing my head on top of my knees. The accident repeats in my head. My tears starts falling and then I begin crying. I’m so scared. I can’t imagine if I were really hit by the car. Would I die? What would happen to me if Hyunseong did not manage to save me? I cry till I feel tired and once I hit my pillow, I drowse off.
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Chapter 6!!!! How is it? I hope you all like it. Sorry for all the errors, writings, and poor English. Thanks for reading. This is just for fun and everything is fiction. Comments are love. Thanks again. Have a nice day~ ^^
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FanfictionObsidian, the raising idol group from Korea is blooming in popularity around the world. Like all other fans, Jean really likes that group as well. When, one day, the idol that she is crazy of is right there in the cafe she is working. Somehow, an un...
