The day was pretty lazy. A little bit of shopping here and there with Cyrus. Jae-Hwa hadn't called or messaged me all day; it was worrying me a bit. To end our fun for the day, Cyrus and I went out to eat at my favorite restaurant.
"Well, how do you feel?" Cyrus asked twirling his pasta around his fork.
"I'm not sure...I wish he was back to normal. I wish he didnt do the horrible things he does." I sighed.
Cyrus nodded in agreement and shoved his mouth full of food, "yeah." he mumbled.
After we finished eating we paid the bill and started heading out.
"Hey, I'll meet you in the car, I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick." I said.
Cyrus nodded and headed out. I looked onto the bathroom mirror and fixed my hair and glasses. When I stepped out, a pair of arms immediately clasped around my waist tightly. Before I could scream, the same stranger shoved a cloth over my mouth and nose. I tried gasping for air but the cloth smelled funny. After a while I stopped trying and blacked out.
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I woke up later not knowing the time or where I was. I pushed my hair back and hissed at the sudden pain coming from my forehead. I took my finger and gently traced it along where it hurt; there was a huge gash. Shaking myself off I pushed myself off the hard ground and searched for a light switch. When I found the light and flicked it on there was a man leaning against the wall smoking. I jumped back at the sight of him and fell flat on my butt.
"W-who are you?" I asked scooting back a little.
"That doesn't matter," he flicked his cigarette, "Well now that you're awake I guess I can bring him in."
The man walked out of the room and later returned with another guy.
"So you're the skank Jae-Hwa's been rambling about..." the new guy said.
The man was dressed in an all black suit complemented by a white tie; he was wearing faux alligator boots.
"Jae-Hwa was talking about me?" I questioned.
"That's all that punk ever does nowadays. Anyways, since you the reason why my income is twisted I'm gonna take good care of you." he said stepping closer to me.
I tried backing away but he had me cornered. They hit me, the both of them, over and over again. They kept kicking my sides and my back and punching me all over. I held my arms over my face so the wouldn't get to it. One of the guys pulled at my hair while the other kicked my stomach furiously.
When they were finished they carried me outside and left me in the alleyway. Once they'd left I'd begun to cry. I pulled out my phone and called Cyrus and explained everything to him through tears. It was 2:45 AM and absolutely no one was around excluding a few people passing by.
Cyrus pulled up after about 15 minutes and helped me into the car. I cried the entire way to the hotel. When we got into the room, Cyrus laid me down onto my bed and put the blankets over me.
"Tori, you've got stay awake, okay?" Cyrus warned.
I nodded my head and leaded back on the headboard.
Jae-Hwa's Point Of View
I was walking home from my last deal when I got a message from Da Wook telling me to come down to the restaurant. I turned the corner and made my way down there as fast as I could.
"What's the problem?" I asked out of breath.
"Yoona was attacked! Seung-Tae got to her with the help of one of his guys. She's at her hotel room right now but she's hurt pretty bad."
I began to panic, "who told you this?" I asked.
"Her friend Cyrus, he came on the way to go get her. He said for me to tell you and to say to go to the hotel to see her." he explained.
He told me where they and I rushed off. I didn't stop running until I got there. The thought of my Yoona hurt made me want to cry out why. Why would a person hurt a person hurt someone such as herself. Only a monster would, a monster like Seung-Tae. When I got to the room I fixed myself up before knocking.
Cyrus answered the door and led me in over to Yoona's bed. She was looking towards the window so I couldn't see her face. I could only see that her arms were covered in purple bruises.
"Yoona..." I said softly.
She slowly turned around to she was facing Cyrus and I. Her face was fine minus the gash at the top of her forehead. It wasn't too bad but it was pretty deep.
"Jae-Hwa..." she responded. She began getting out of the bed and outstretched her arms towards me. I walked over and pulled her into a hug without asking. I apologized over and over for getting her involved in my mess. I told her I'd fix everything, that I'd make it better. I'd get back at Seung-Tae for hurting her.
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Quest For Oppa
Romantizm*Note* Bits of this story are in Korean and translation will be provided. Seventeen year old Victoria Kim, also known as her Korean name Yoona, is all of a sudden forced to move to America when her parents work moves there. After about a year she de...