Then There's Us. [ Hyunsung ]

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Hyunjin's POV

I had decided to accompany Jisung until he get better but just that one day...just that one day I didn't come because my father forced me to eat with them. My aunty and uncle were also there and I liked neither of them. One was a manipulative woman and the other was a jealous and psychotic man. I wondered how my father could cope up with these snakes that might just attack him anytime.

Sitting at the corner of the table was my mother who hadn't say anything. She kept her mouth silent as if she wasn't there and that her opinion wasn't of need.. She carefully observed her guests and despite her silence, I knew that she was more dangerous than the manipulative woman sitting across me. Later after the dinner, I knew very well she would tell my father what she thought about them.

Having a large company in hand wasn't something to be fond of. There will be a lot of drama and blood. My uncle had tried killing my father once and he also tried doing the same to me. The fact we had never find the evidence of his wrongdoing could only mean he was smart enough to not leave any trail in case his plan failed.

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The sound of my mother's fork hitting the plate attracted my attention. Her lips that had been shut close suddenly patted as she stared at me. "How was school?" She asked, leaving the others dining with us silent as if she was the dominant one. I shrugged. "It was fine..."

"I hope you make friends again. We don't want you to cause trouble again" my uncle said while scoffing as he stared mockingly at me. From the corner of my eyes, I could see my little sister furrowing her eyebrows as she ate, clearly uncomfortable with my uncle's presence.

"I'm glad to hear that uncle is worried about Hyunjin but he is fine even without your concern" Yeji said as she wiped her mouth with a napkin,narrowing her eyes as she shot a glare. The smile on her face returned as if she didn't just show her disrespect towards them.

"Imprudent!" My aunty slammed her hand on the table. "Did you see how she look at my husband?" She questioned in fiery.

"They had be blind if they didn't" Yeji mumbled as she shoved one last piece of meat into her mouth before she stood up. She bowed at father and mother excusing herself as she had homework to do. "Han mi,sit down" my father said to his little sister who seemed very enraged and nodded at my younger sister.

I said nothing and I even forgot about the insult I received from my uncle a few moments ago. He kept trying to mention about the trouble I caused in my previous school but I wasn't affected. I merely kept my head high and continued eating while listening to their business talk. If my grandfather was still alive, he would definitely scoff and started talking about the previous football game instead of this boring business talk.

I felt my stomach churning as I ate. I didn't feel well but I still tried my best to look as if I was fine. Why the sudden discomfort,?, I had thought. I knew something was wrong. I just knew it. The image of Jisung's smiling face suddenly rushed into my mind before I dropped the fork in my hand.

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Once the fork hit the floor, my family members turned their head at me and stated questioningly. "I'm sorry...I forgot I have somewhere to go" my uncle frowned. "And where are you going this late at night?"

"Who knows what you will do if we let you go" my uncle continued. I didn't have time for this but before I could walk out, my mother had cut in. "I know" she said as she held a wine glass in her hand. "I gave the permission to him to go out. Do you have any problem with that?" My uncle immediately shrank and shook his head.

"Good...now you can stop accusing your nephew of something he never done" My mother lifted her head , staring at me with the look telling me to hurry and go. I nodded and bowed at her for her kindness. What she had told my uncle was a total lie. When did I ever need someone permission to go out? And when did I ever told her where I was going? I never but she seemed to know but she didn't say anything about it which I was very grateful for.

I quickly went into the garage and took my motorcycle. I went to Jisung's house as fast as I could. However, when I arrived, all I saw was the dark house that screamed empty. I brushed my finger through my hair as I thought about the places he would go to. I went to the restaurant he went on the day I met him outside the school but he wasn't there. When I asked the cashier about it, they told me that he didn't come today. Anxiety started attacking me as I ran around yelling his name.

I kept walking around until I arrived in an secluded area that gave me a bad vibe about it. I jogged around for a moment when I felt a thump in my chest. I frowned as I walked aimlessly when I saw a car parked not far from the alley I was in.

I ran as fast as I could with fear that I will lost him if I didn't hurry. What I saw terrified me and anger started taking over me as I pulled the figure away from the trembling boy. I punched his face and kicked him roughly. What I did after that was even harsher as I grabbed his head and slammed it right onto the concrete floor. I turned around and quickly ran into the car, pulling the big guy who suddenly seemed small in my hand.

Once he saw me, he started crying. He looked at me as if asking why I was late. Tears flowing down on both of his red cheeks as he sobbed. He hugged me and cried. He never looked this weak. He was stubborn, cold and prideful.

I felt my heart ache when I saw him in a haggard state. This incident had me realized that I didn't merely felt attracted to this beautiful person. It made me realize just how much afraid I was to lost him. Just how much afraid I was to see him crying in pain. Just how much I want to keep him away from this merciless world. That was when I knew, I love him. Maybe it was too soon to call it love but I didn't know what else could explain what I felt.

I soothed him as I felt him gripping the hem of my shirt. He rested his forehead on my shoulder and cried against my chest. I didn't care my shirt was soaked with his tears and neither did I mind him holding me so tightly.  I wanted him to know he was safe now, he was with me but I didn't expect that after beaten up so harshly, the person behind me would still try to attack me.

As if the demon itself had awoken inside of me, I closed the car door and marched towards the guy. One hand punching his face as the other gabbed the wooden and slammed it onto his head. What I did to him wasn't even enough and nothing to compare with what he had done to Jisung.

The only thing I felt at the moment was overwhelming surge of anger and what I wanted was to protect the person inside the car even if I have to lost my life.

However, the next thing I knew, I saw darkness and blacked out— probably because Seojun hit the back of my head with a wooden stick before.

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So, like...I finally get a rest today. It's such a tiring day and yes, I didn't get lost in the airport...I managed :').

I'm tireeeedddddd. -hunny