DEAD END『ULTRMRi』

『part three, one』

_crumble, 5:19pm_

After a month passed by, Jumin had no choice but to go back to work. MC happily decided to take care of Luciel in the meantime. Currently, it was Luciel's birthday.

Jumin sighed softly as he entered the house. He held a beautiful cake in one hand, and in the other was a pet carrier. Hanging off his finger was a plastic bag with tickets to a movie stuffed inside.

He looked around, not seeing Luciel or MC in the living room. That was odd. He set the items down on the kitchen counter before noticing a large bottle of empty wine with two glasses next to it.

Jumin walked to Luciel's room with the flowers and tickets to see the movie in hand. He smiled and opened the door, but his smile quickly faded. The flowers fell from his hand. Tears began to form in his eyes. MC was in bed with his lover, asleep and nude.

Something inside Jumin snapped. He walked over to the bed and yanked MC out by her hair, throwing her down to the ground. He grabbed the belt that laid on the ground and began to strangle her. However, Luciel quickly stopped him.

In his rage, he slapped Luciel and left, crushing the flowers beneath his feet without knowing it. He grabbed his car keys and got in the car, speeding off to a nearby bar since he didn't want to be in the same home as Luciel at that moment.

Luciael walked out of the room, his face stinging. MC rushed out of the house, dressed, of course, and left. He looked at the flowers, the movie tickets, and then walked out to look at the cake.. which clearly cost a lot by the way it looked.

He walked over to the pet carrier and saw a black cat sleeping inside.

What had happened just then, the confusion and the chaos that had happened, was unknown to him. Luciel was in a spiral, completely lost and totally crushed. Was this his fault, was this all because of him? Of course.. of course it was....

So he ran out to the driveway, and shoved his keys into the ignition. His face was still burning as he started to drive. He had no idea where he was driving to... He felt angry at himself, continuously asking why, why, why was MC in bed with him and why couldn't he remember a damn thing..?

He stifled a scream as he pushed the gas even harder, his speed rushing to an alarming hundred miles per hour. Finally, he stopped. An accident was pouring smoke into the sky and his eyes were drawn to it as his car sped by.

His eyes then dropped to his bag, which held his necessities. His phone.. he forgot it at home. But at least he'd brought it wallet along with him.

Flooring the gas and going at more than a hundred miles per hour, he started to tear up again as Jumin's face flashed in his mind.

"I'm so fucking sorry..." he muttered, though he still couldn't remember anything.

Luciel tiredly went to a nearby gas station to ask where he was. To his shock, the cashier informed him that he was a couple cities away from his house. Luciel rubbed his eyes and asked the bored-looking cashier for a pack of cigarettes. They weren't for himself―they were going to be used as a bribe.

He thanked the girl and then walked out to his car, where he threw the cigarettes in the passenger seat and then rummaged around in his bag for his bottle of medication. Three pills popped inside his mouth and rushing water followed. He shivered and started up his car.

Golden eyes narrowed as the male remembered he didn't have his phone. He turned off the engine and then went inside, holding a handful of coins.

They fell into the payphone's slots one by one, and finally, Luciel punched in Jaehee's number.

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A few hours went by, and Jumin came back. He walked into the living room and collapsed, falling onto the coffee table. Flinching, he got up and looked around, a drunken smile pained on his face.

"Seven~!"

He walked into Seven's room and frowned, looking around for the boy.

"Seven.....? Seven, come out! I wanna hug you and sing you happy birthday~!!"

Slowly, he made his way into the kitchen, glaring at his surroundings. Jumin sat down at the table, only slightly hearing the black cat mewing to be let out of the carrier. But Jumin seemed to be trapped in his thoughts. He finally opened up the carrier and let the cat out, walking into his bedroom with a drunken laugh.

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Meanwhile, Jaehee received the call and picked up almost two seconds after it started ringing. "Hello? Who are you...?" she asked, not sure of who was calling her due to the strange number. Currently, she was wearing blue short shorts with a small pink tank top, stirring a pot of soup she had cooking.

"Jaehee... something happened. Jumin is really mad..." Seven's small voice was... trembling. "I don't.. know what happened..."

He swallowed. "I ran away, he was just so... I don't.. MC, I think... something happened with her..."

Jaehee recognized the voice right off the bat. She set the spoon down and leaned against the counter. "Where are you right now? Come over, okay? I want to talk about this in person. I'll talk to Jumin and find out what happened. But come over first so I can talk to you about it."

"I'm several cities away, Jaehee... And.." The boy choked softly, and a shudder could be sensed. "And I don't think Jumin wants me any where near him... I just..."

A pause kept Jaehee waiting.

"Maybe I'll just stay away for awhile..."

"If you must.. I understand. But please come back sometime, okay? I have to finish cooking my dinner. Call me any time you need to."

Jaehee hung up, setting the phone down onto the counter. She continued cooking.