When seven becomes eight

Not as bad as thought?

B-Bomb looked at Elisa with compassion. It seemed like all bad things in life collided to form a cluster that hugged her tight.

"Don't you want revenge? Show her you're not to be messed with?", Jaehyo asked. Elisa grinned and said, "I am not going your path. She might be dead awful and a pure pain in the ass, however, killing is a bit far. Nice try though, but I'm not joining you. Not in my wildest dreams, not ever."

"Don't worry, you don't have to like it.", B-Bomb said.

"Let's go.", Jaehyo said looking through the small window in the room. Zico stood behind the glass, staring at them. Elisa sloped back in the not so comfortable chair in the corner of the room, but B-Bomb dragged her off the chair into the hallway. "You're going with us, isn't that lovely?", Zico laughed at her surprised face.

The other four men were already in the van, when Zico pushed her in. "Where are you taking me?", Elisa asked. "Some better housing.", Zico answered.

The road was bumpy and Elisa started to get slightly nervous about the new place she'd be staying at. She expected something pretty run-down like the previous building. The comment of B-Bomb kept playing in her mind, "You don't have to like it.". What did he mean with it? Moreover, what was their plan? She had no idea what they were after and what they expected of her, which unnerved her even more.

"Nearly there.", Jaehyo shouted from the driver's seat. "Are you excited yet?", Zico teased Elisa. She looked at him and saw something she hadn't noticed before, insecurity. It was like he really wanted her to like it. She noticed she was staring again and quickly looked to the ground.

Kyung looked at the girl he knew for so long, her beautiful black hair, her dimples when she was embarrassed and her icy blue eyes that lit up brightly. He had always found her peculiar, she had a certain attractiveness that was undeniable and irresistible. She always pleaded that they got along because they were the loners, but he got along with her because she was different, she didn't care if her hair wasn't perfect, she knew hardships like no one before, but mostly she didn't need anyone. She had always been a lone wolf, probably more than she'd like to have been, but it shaped her. Her independence and "I don't give a fuck" attitude, drew him in. Kyung swallowed painfully at the thought that she might not like him anymore.

That thought he had to park, as Jaehyo shouted that they had arrived. Elisa stepped out with her stomach aching of nerves. When she finally laid her eyes on the building, she was gobsmacked. Confused she looked at Zico who stood next to her. "Like it? Rented it from someone.", he said visibly happy. Elisa raised her eyebrow to question the 'renting', but Zico already followed up, "It might have been not completely voluntary. However, he does have some money to compensate, so he just has to deal with it." Elisa shakes her head, while laughing at his reasoning, "Let me know when you actually do something legally." Zico's cheeks coloured and to hide his embarrassment he quickly moved to the front of the group.

Kyung came to walk next to her on the immense stretch to the front door of the building. The building was huge and must have cost a fortune to buy. The outside was sparkling white, which was bright to the eyes on a sunny day like that one. "Do you like the new place?", Kyung asked carefully. "It is quite an upgrade from the previous one.", Elisa said still in awe over the sheer size of the building, "Isn't anyone going to notice that the owner is suddenly not responding anymore or that his house is suddenly not his anymore?" "Zico killed him and he has no family nor friends, so yeah... I don't guess so.", Kyung answered biting his lip, "He was a person that rather had money than people around him. Probably mostly because he was addicted as fuck to crack. Who needs friends when you can be high?"

The last sentence sounded painfully sarcastic.

"Kyung? You have not, have you?", Elisa questioned. He looked into her icy eyes and could do nothing more than slowly move his head down.