Chp.67<Amarini mo tōku hanare

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Meaning: So Far Away In Japanese

Elena's POV

I stayed still like a log, motionless. A muffled sound of a crash came from somewhere, like the living room upstairs. But, no one else was in the house, right? And I'm pretty sure Cheyenne was already with the BTS members'. So...who?

My voice didn't come out and thank goodness it didn't. In horror movies, it was stupid to address a 'hello?' or 'who's there?' in this type of situation. But, maybe it really was just Cheyenne who came back? 

I didn't think so.

I quietly got up and stood from my bed, going to my bedroom door and pressing my ear against it, listening.

It was a long moment where I didn't hear anything. So I reached out and was about to turn the knob when my phone dinged and made me jump. I turned around and picked it up.

Cheyenne: Elena? Elena? Hello? Answer me, please!

I stared at that and immediately texted back.

Me: What?

Cheyenne: Are you okay?

Me: Yeah, why?

Cheyenne: Tang knows where Taehyung lives! Is he there?

I froze and widened my eyes. Suddenly, there was another crash and loud banging coming from upstairs again. I started panting heavily and my body trembled violently. With shaky hands, I tried to type back.

Me: Are you upstairs?

Cheyenne: No...

Me: I think he might be upstairs!

Cheyenne: LOCK THE DOOR AND HIDE. 

I looked around quickly and locked the latch, then shut off the lights and hid in the back of the closet. I know, I know, worst hiding place ever. But it was the only place where I could fit and actually hide in.

Cheyenne: We're coming right now! I already called the police!

Me: Okay, please hurry.

Cheyenne didn't reply to that and I just shut off my phone. I turned the notification bell all the way down and hoped it would not vibrate and light up.

I stayed there and just listened as there were more crashing sounds. Then, loud footsteps that only got louder. There was such a close and loud bang that I instantly knew what just happened. 

Someone had broken down my door. And they were here, in my room. 
Am I going to die?

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