The Best Child

Chapter 2

When the police initially arrived, I had no idea what happened. Until I looked up and got another good look at what was around me. I had almost completely forgotten about the situation at hand, since I had passed out at the initial sighting. Anyways, the police weren't very helpful with me much. I was borderline-hysterical and the most they did for me was tell me to calm down and stop crying because the tears wouldn't revive them.

Not long after the police arrived, my uncles, Kyungsoo and Jongin, showed up. Part of the way I knew they were here was that I heard them screaming that they were going to make hell worse than what was now happening if they didn't get to see me immediately. I pushed my way through the crowds of police officers at my front door, screaming "KYUNGSOO! JONGIN!"

They must have heard me, because next thing I knew, there were 2 police officers being pushed- no, SHOVED- out of the way so they could make their way to me. I ran towards them faster than I ever thought possible, and barreled my way into their arms. They immediately opened their arms to me, and wrapped them around me, tears streaming down all of our faces by now.

"Are you okay? What happened? Oh my god," they said over and over, and the only response I could muster was, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know...".

Minutes passed- or maybe it was hours, I don't know- and by the time the sun started to rise again, I had Kyungsoo and Jongin helping me pack my bags, so I could go and live at their house from now on, with my parents' untimely passing. They had helped me up in my room, packing everything I needed, and even a few things from around the house just to remind me of the home that once was, and now will forever be, just a faint memory...

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By the time they had gotten everything packed into the car, I was already passed out in the backseat of their car. I don't know how long I was asleep, but it must have been a while, because when I awoke to Jongin and Kyungsoo softly shaking my shoulder and telling me that we were home now, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. We went inside to explore the house, which was strangely foreign to me. They must have picked up on my confusion and wonder though.

"We didn't like the area we lived in, so we moved out here, where it's much quieter and nicer," Kyungsoo explained. Jongin nodded absentmindedly in approval, glancing around, as if he was looking or expecting someone to be around watching us. They showed me around the second floor first, since that was the one that had my room there. My room was very big and open-spaced, and there was a big desk next to the wall that connected with the patio doors. It was very light there, too, since the wall with the patio doors was practically all windows. Everything in that room was big, even the big four-posted bed that laid in the corner.

"This was originally just the guest bedroom, but with...you know, everything that happened, we just decided to make it yours instead. Do you like it?" Kyungsoo asked.

"I love it..." I quietly whispered, taking in all the beauty of the room. It was mine now, and i couldn't believe that something this nice was mine now. It was a surreal feeling.

I took a quick glance at the desk, and screeched. Kyungsoo and Jongin were worried for a split second, but that quickly went away as I ran over to the desk and picked up the all the pencils and drawing utensils that laid there.

"THERE IS SO MUCH STUFF HERE THAT I CAN USE TO DRAW THINGS OH MY GOD," I rushed on, now going through the drawers to see what else lay in wait for me to discover.

Kyungsoo sighed with relief, and Jongin just laughed at how excited I was over this. They must not have seen much of my artwork, if they were confused in the slightest why I was excited about this.