I've Never Dreamed

Part Eight

"Now will you listen, Mei Li?" I stand up slowly. My head is throbbing. I can't explain my pain. It's like when you crack your neck, but instead of it feeling good, it hurts...now times that pain by five and replace your neck with your jaw. It's excruciating.

"I guess have no choice" My voice is shaky. I can't do anything. I'm useless compared to 10 men, not including the man in the white suit. He's no man, but a bitch.

"Now, I need you to find this person for me. I know you know him, so don't act stupid. We'll be in touch" He hands me a photo.
The man in the photo has dark black hair with beautiful brown eyes.
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I wait for them to clear the area before taking another look at the photo.
No fucking way! This is my brother...! What the hell?! What did he get me into?!
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As I walk back into the building I pull my hoody over my head. I can tell face is bruised, and the fact that I'm holding back rivers of tears, it'd be bad if people saw me right now.
Nobody's at the elevator. YES! I hurry over to the double doors and press the up arrow.
*beep*

"Sorry, I'll take the next one" I bow. It just happens to be the one person that I didn't want to see, Baekhyun.

"Mei? Come in here" He pulls me in by my arm. No! Oh my gosh, what do I do?! I turn my head away from his cutting on my cell phone like I'm busy.

"Oh, hey Baekhyun" My voice is still shaky. I think I might cry if I have to say another word.

"Are you okay? You seem edgy..." He nudges my shoulder.

"Ow!" When I fell to the ground, I guess I scrapped my shoulder or something...why does it hurt so damn bad?

"Oh, sorry. May I ask what happened, Mei?" I can tell that he's nervous by the tone in his voice.

"Nothing, I'm fine" I insist reaching out for my shoulder. It hurts even more now. Thanks Baekhyun👌

"No you're not" He pulls off my hood and stares at me astonished.

Her cheek is all bruised up...WHO THE HELL DID THIS TO HER?! She must be terrified.

"Damn it Baekhyun, I said I was fine!" Tears start rolling down my face as I force the words to come out my mouth.

"What the hell happened?! Who did this to you?!" He gets in front of me so I can't look away. I can't make the words to explain myself, so I just look down.

"It's okay" He pulls me into a gentle hug. Tears strart pouring down my cheeks as my breath gets heavy.
Why did they do this to me? What do they want with my brother? Who are they?! I want to ask Baekhyun all these questions, but he won't know the answers. It just makes me want to cry more.
I lean off of him and clear my throat as we reach the 9th floor.

"I'm fine now" I say wiping the tears away.

"Can you speak thoroughly?" He picks up my chin and stares into my eyes.

"Yes" I stand up straight.

"What happened?" He grabs a hold to to my other shoulder. His touch is comforting. In an instant, I'm glad he's here.

"Well, I got punched...and slapped in the face by two men..." I say being distant.

"What?! Who?! How many?" He asks agitated. I shouldn't have told him.

"It was only two men who layed a hand on me, but there were 9 others. I've never seen them in my life" I explain.

"Then why did they go after you?!" He's furious.

"They..." I can't get it out. My throat clogs up. He then enwraps me in another hug, yet this one has more feeling to it. I feel warm and safe. I never want to move from this position.

"They had a picture of my brother. They're looking for him...I don't know why...and I'm really scared" I stutter my words.

"It's okay. You'll be okay." He rubs my head.

"I know" I know I will. I'm just overwhelmed.

"Okay look, this is how we're going to do this-" I cut him off.

"Wait, we're not doing anything. This is not your problem" I smile intensively.