signed | choi seungcheol

➢nineteen

-Jiyeon-

It was a day for resting, all the members decided to call the day a relaxing day. I followed them, for I didn't have anything to do that day. We hid from the crazy stalker fans and went to the mall looking like terrorists as ajummas stared at us like we were a bunch of weirdos.

I told myself it would be a good day because I had claim so, of course right, if you take a break it has to be good or else it's not a break. Time went by quickly and it was almost time to get some dinner. Everyone had bought a few things for themselves and for each other, to award themselves for their hard work.

"You guys! Hurry up and pay for your things!" Jeonghan yelled, waving around his hands saying, "I'm starving!"

"Ne, ne, hyung-nim!" the younger ones replied and gave a little salute as they scrambled around and got in line to pay for their things. I wasn't a shopper so I only really bought food and finished them up already, not bothering to share with anyone. Because I like food. Why not right?

I stepped out of the shop to see Jinhwa and the same girl walking around, coincidentally it was the same mall that hosted the cafe, which made me get so annoyed I felt mad He walked over to greet me, the girl followed behind with a bright smile on her face.

"Oh hey, Ji! This is my girlfriend Hana." he smiled, I smiled back weakly, I felt a wave of jealousy go through my body, it was as if I was never his girlfriend. The girl stepped up and gave a little bow, this time she didn't look so serious and looked more innocent than scary, "Sorry for last time, I thought you were my love rival." she laughed lightly, trying to give the atmosphere a joking feeling, "I was afraid there was someone to fight with me. I definitely can't fight."

"It's okay." I forced a smile. As quickly as they came, they left and I was just standing there.

"Jiyeon?" Seungcheol called from behind. I gave him a little wave without turning around, "I'm gonna go grab something from the trunk, don't follow me, someone might notice and our cover will be blown." I walked out the nearest exit to the parking lot to get some fresh air. I breathed the warm air in and then coughed out air, the parking lot smelled like gasoline, nothing much more than that.

"Jiyeon." he called again. I rolled my eyes and sighed, "I said not to follow me." I turned around and glared at him but he doesn't turn around to go back but he just stands there.

"Leave me alone." I said as I started walking away but I was stupid and I wasn't looking.

"Jiyeon!" he yelled as I turned around to see a car heading towards me. 

The headlights. The car. Everything. The past is now the present.

I blanked out, my feet were stuck to the floor, I couldn't move one bit.

When I was back to my senses I was on the floor, my hands scratched and dirtied.

Alive. 

But there were noises behind me that triggered the feeling again.

"Appa?"

"Aboji?"

"Appa!"

"Wake up, appa!"

"Please don't, appa!"

I felt my arms shake as my body turn around slowly and my eyes were hydrated again. I felt my whole body shake, as I crawled over, "Seungcheol?" I whispered as spectators came over to see what the commotion was about. I shook him lightly, trying to get him to wake. It happened so quickly just like the previous time, I couldn't do anything. [play TRACK 8]

"Seungcheol!" I cried as I felt a warm liquid grazing on my knees. I looked down, he was bleeding badly.

"Seungcheol! Wake up!"

Everyone around me was starting to murmur things:

"Someone call for help."

"Isn't he an idol?"

"Oh no, he's hurt badly."

I looked around to see the car frozen in it's place, the driver still inside, afraid to move. I suddenly felt a surge of negativity swallow me and my vision became blurry.

Before I blacked out I heard a voice. A calm voice. Telling me things.

It's not your fault, it said

My death is not your cause.

xxxxxx

DUNDUNDUN! Omg the real plot is here guys!Finally after a bunch of chapters!