She has a past she wants to remember. He has one he wants to forget. When the truth comes out, who will stay, who will run and who will live?
Notes
I wanted the MC to have a back-story too and so this fan-fiction is completely MC-centric. The rest...
Clearing out everything, bottles of water at hand. Video and audio recorders in place. You looked over at all the screens he'd left running on. As you took a quick shower, you touched your lips absent-mindedly.
Why.. why wouldn't he just give up. It only made it harder on him anyway. And you too. As you came back, you locked all the doors and pulled in all the blinds, just in case anyone did happen to come by. Everything was set. You sighed and sat down. It was late at night by the time you were done with all the security protocols. All the knives and guns were placed in the cabin's storage box and out of reach. You wouldn't be able to reach any of it without help. Which was good. It had to begin at some time. You looked around. You knew it won't be the same with this last batch. It was potent. Stronger. It wasn't open to testing in any manner. Too strong. You looked over at your phone and at Saeyoung's Polaroid picture one last time. You felt something inside you stir. Fear. You wanted things to be ok. But you knew better at the same time. There was no such thing as better. Shutting your eyes tightly, you quickly downed the pill. You hated this. You quickly grabbed a pen and scribbled in your red book. Everything. All your thoughts. It was your journal after all.
And then you felt it, the stabbing pain in your back. It hurt. It hurt so bad you couldn't scream, at first. Images started flowing freely in and out of your mind. You started describing everything you saw out loud. When the pain got worse, you bit down on your hand. You weren't blacking out. But you were starting to remember. Images frittered in and out. And suddenly you saw the wing, the ward, the agency. NO! Not this!
You already knew what happened in this past. You didn't want to see THIS again. The children, the staff, the cuts. It was too painful. You screamed out. You couldn't handle it anymore. It felt like all your bones were breaking. The car was coming at you over and over again. Why didn't it stop? You couldn't... didn't want to take it anymore. You wanted Saeyoung. You wanted his arms around you. You wanted to sing to him. You wanted to feel safe. This wasn't safe. This wasn't warm. You were sobbing for him at this point. Pathetic! Another image flashed in front of you, and you screamed again. Blood. There was so much blood. And it burnt. Everything was burning. There were screams. The cats were clawing at her. "You little bitch.." "That's what happens to bad little girls.." Fuck. You couldn't move. You wanted the darkness. And you didn't have to wait for too long till the pain was too unbearable. "Eavesdropping is rude.. You need to be punished.." You weren't sure how long had passed. You would lose consciousness, and then wake up again, to a throbbing pain in your entire body. Then everything would start over again and again. You saw the same images again. Felt the same pain again. Why weren't you seeing anything from before the accident? It was the same thing over and over again. You just wanted it to end. It was unbearable. You felt the guilt. You gasped for air. It was getting harder.. You wanted to kill yourself. Just die. Then it would be over, wouldn't it?
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Saeyoung Choi/ 707/ Luciel
He drove on. He knew something was off. The way she'd acted, made him uneasy. It was too fake. He could see it in her eyes. Fear. She still lied. She was holding back again. He was afraid it would happen. That she close up right after keeping her promise for a day. But he had to trust that she needed to do what she needed to do. He still couldn't shake it off though. He needed Vanderwood's help. He could only do so much from the cabin. Coverage was low. As he turned into his old house, he sighed. He walked right in and greeted Van,"Yo, how's it going?" "All good. The agency's accepted the resignation. They'll be sending through your due salaries and stuff later. How're you doing?", Van asked. He shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. "It's .. hard. I need to keep her alright. But at the same time, I need to work on finding my bro. She's.. alright. I can't read her sometimes and that freaks me out. I at least had someone I could talk about this shit to. You, for now. I'm grateful, man. I don't know how she keeps it all to herself and still be ok." He sat down in front of the multiple screens, looking down. "Well, she IS a woman after.", he heard Vanderwood say, before he burst out laughing. "What?!", he snapped. "Well, women are.. strange. They can handle awful things. But then they're shit when it comes to the simplest things. We're the same. You were lucky you had someone to keep you grounded. I was too. But she didn't. So you're going to take up on that mantle and break down her walls, if you haven't already.", he continued snickering and seating himself on the other end of the table. "Anyway, ready? I've laid out refreshments, we can't let anything slip if we're going to get away with this." "Aite. Let's get to it then!"
