Room #19 || e)(o Chanyeol

D O O R #20

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Eunji's POV

Watching him disappear into the club doors. A sigh escaped from between my lips when I laid back in my seat.
A few minutes turned into 20. I started to wonder what happened to him. What was taking so much time?

I chewed on my lower lip, "Why didn't I just go in with him?"

The sky was darkening as the orange was replaced with a midnight blue. Holding my hand on the door handle, I decided to just go inside and see for myself.

Then a ding went off next to me. My eyes immediately move to the phone set in the cup holder. It was lit up with something displaying on the screen.

He might've left his phone. I should take it to him. I picked it up accidentally seeing the message sent.

From: Park
Where are the updates on the girl? We had a deal.

I stared at the message on the small phone screen. Park? As in Mr. Park. What girl is he referring to?

I drop the phone on the ground when
there is a loud knock against my window. A man in a police uniform waves at me with a smile on his face, "Miss, Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm alright. Thank you, officer" I assured the man on the other side of the glass. Yet, he didn't move an inch. He was still standing outside the car looking at me.

"Miss, I think it's unsafe for you to be here. I can give you a ride back to your hotel"

"No, Thank you. I'm actually waiting for someone" I explain loud enough for him to hear me.

He chuckled, "Miss, I really don't want to leave you. It's not out of the way to get you back to your hotel" Wait did he say hotel?

"H-how do you know I'm staying at a hotel?" I smile nervously, my breath becoming uneven.

The smile on his lips disappeared, his lips pressed into a thin line. That face. I know it. He is the one that knocked on my door, the day after she...

"Open the vehicle." He said calmly with authority in every word.

I didn't respond as fear took over me.

He began to tug on the handle and opened it swiftly. I was at his mercy. He grabbed me by my forearm out of the car.

"I really didn't want to do this" He dug his nails in, breaking my skin. I wretched in pain.

"But it's not for me to decide. It's his-"
His words were cut short. His body fell unconscious onto the ground with an unbelievable force. Blood flowed out of the ends of his dark hair onto the street.

The sound of a hollow pipe collided with the street. Ringing my chaotic thoughts back into focus.

My mind caught up with the sight in front of me. Of a women dressed in a black hoodie standing above the man's motionless body.

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