Promises {Taeyong}

Chapter Three

Escaping from hospital in the middle of the night wearing nothing but hospital gowns seemed like a fantastic idea at first. However, when myself and Hansol were wandering around a park absentmindedly searching for a pokemon, freezing our butts off, it didn't seem like such a good idea.

I was stuck in a hedge shaped like a flamingo while Hansol was sitting cross legged in the middle of a small fountain. The moon was high in the sky, the only source of light that gently illuminated each surface it graced. Nighttime chill had set in and it was causing my skin to numb and my limbs to shake. Didn't help that I was stuck in a flamingo hedge.

"Hansol! Are you going to help me out of this or what?" I yell to him, attempting to twist and push myself out of the hedge but to no avail as I was still stuck. My eyes turned to Hansol with a pleading look but he didn't even look up from his phone.

Deciding to get into a more comfortable position, I twist myself so I am hanging upside down. Strange as it may sound, whenever I feel stressed or upset, hanging upside down makes me feel more comfortable and clears my mind. I've felt like that ever since I was a child.

My arms folded across my chest as I patiently waited for Hansol to respond. He finally looked up from his phone, "in a minute, I think I'm really close to catching a weedle." Hansol clambers out of the fountain and begins running off in the opposite direction. A heavy sigh escapes my lips as I resume my struggle for freedom.

Escaping a giant hedge shaped like a flamingo might not seem like the most arduous of tasks but every time I maneuvered around one branch, it was like 5 more waited to coil around me and trap me there. Eventually I managed to push myself from the viney maze and land in a heap on the cobblestone path.

Pain shot through my body as I landed right on my butt. I curse under my breath as I pull myself to my feet and pull out my phone. Great, all of that and I'm still no closer to finding the squirtle than Hansol had managed to find ages ago. If that wasn't bad enough, I had also managed to lose Hansol in the process as he was nowhere in sight.

We'd promised to meet back at the fountain in 20 minutes if we were separated anyway, so I decided to search for the squirtle. The park was massive and was so dark I could barely even see my own hand in front of me.

My phone screen was illuminated brightly before me and it was all my eyes were glued to as I walked through the park. The night was cold and silent, making me realise just how alone I was. It sent chills down my spine as I began to feel like I was being watched.

It was as though my premonitions were confirmed when I hear a distant scream. Panic ran through my bones and adrenaline kicked in. I forced myself to take deep breaths to calm my strongly beating heart. My knuckles turned white as I gripped onto my phone as tightly as I could.

This was possibly the worst idea I've ever had, what if something happened to Hansol. Hesitantly I kept on walking down the cobblestone path until I began to hear footsteps coming towards me. I stopped in my tracks as they began to pick up in pace, as if someone was running towards me.

I mean, it had to be Hansol, right? Who else would be out here at this time? A ghost? Oh no, what if it was a ghost? I mean, I never really believed in that stuff, but it could be! It could be the ghost of some axe murderer and he wants revenge against me. Why? I don't know. Maybe he doesn't like pokemon or maybe he doesn't like my hairstyle or maybe he has a thing against hospital patients or-

A large figure charged around the corner and smashed into me, knocking me to the ground as he fell on top of me. My phone flew out my hand and I screamed as loud as I could before my attackers hand covered my mouth. "Yah! Shhhh! It's me, Taeyong, you idiot!" Taeyong's familiar voice rings out in my ear and I immediately calm down.