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3•| miserable defusion

A day passed since the heartful accident, the core of mine didn't stop bleeding my last happy breaths out, the cruel scene still attached in the back of my mind.

James has been killed, and my life hit the last point.

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"Yumi, aren't you getting out of your room?" the sound of my mom's broken voice asked me as I had already locked the door when I entered."So you're not coming are you?" she added knowing I won't follow her to the funeral, her father in law; James, was the only person to build her up after her father's death, and her last divorce.

her voice faded after a couple of minutes, indicating that she had threw herself in god's hands and gave up, I sit on the big window's seat and watch my black-dressed mother enter her car.

I had refused to go to the funeral, as any other broken person, I couldn't believe my eyes when the sight of his smile turned into a miserable fusion.

And all feelings I had were clear range, and revenge thirst, even if it coasts my life, although the guys weren't your type of a gang, but a suspicious one caught my eye, the person who had ordered for I to get killed, who had the voice that lacked of feelings.

Enduring the pain has a wonderful instant medication, which is sleep.

I put my head on my pillow and drift to be almost dead.

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I woke up on the sound of breaking glass and random loud thuds that sent shivers down my spine, my room is dark, nothing to be seen, the door still locked. I get off of bed and check silently if the door is locked, my hands shaking in reaction, and cold breezes wandered my body.

I didn't hesitate, I took the money I got with me yesterday and packed it up in the smallest bag I had, and wore my hoodie.

I walk back to the window in attempt to run away, but soon did I see there where guys in black already in front the entrance, so I waited a couple of minutes till I build up my courage and open the door.

It was like an action scene brought to life, I twist the knob back and forth till it opens, then I step lightly on my tiptoes until I heard the voice of the person that broke in.

"No body is here." My heart gave a loud thud as a person randomly walks up the stairs where I have hidden. " I'll check upstairs." He said as his steps got louder and louder by each step, I try to hide in another room of the big house that I haven't discovered yet and only got in my room that my mom had showed me.

Room by another, danger seemed to reach me out, I follow my instinct to hide and not let them find me, I lastly went in a room and hid in a closet were I stayed, it is darker here than the whole pitch black house, I hold my shaky hands and try to breathe.

"inhale, exhale" I tell myself as I tried my best to endure my breathing problems, but my Claustrophobia got ahead of me.

I keep ruffling my hair and grabbing it in attempt to busy myself up, my breathing getting louder by each minute, my mind captivated by the horrible fate I had to face.

I started crying once I reached my very last peak, all my universe seemed to crumble in the small closet I'm in, I start breathing loudly and closing my mouth with my palms to not make any noise, and my vision starts to fade.

I couldn't handle my hands and feet that loosened from the posture I had to take, the door opens and cracks, but I had no energy to stand or run, my ends are numb, and my mind slowly paralized.

A person breaks in the room and hit me on my head with an object, he mentions something about me being a witness, so he means a witness of the murder.

"she's here! she should be dead!" He said while I got more and more punches on my stomach and face, but no energy left to defense myself, I cough out blood after he broke the mirror and stabbed it in my abdomen. 

I cry in pain, the man already left the room and called for others. "mission accomplished" the middle aged man looks at me with a smirk plastered on the side of his face, I hold my aching injury tight, blood flowing out of my mouth mixing the taste from mouth to throat, I lose the grip of my hands and tears escape my eyes to touch the cold floor.

"s-someone h-elp..." I manage to to utter the words letter by letter between my sobs,my voice hardly escaping, and my breath slowing down. 

I'm sorry mom, if you don't hurry up, I might not make it...

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it's been roughly twenty minutes until I start hearing faint screams from down stairs, I open my tired eyelids and look towards the door, shrieks getting louder and closer but still faint to my eardrums.

A running man breaks in the room as I only see a blurry image of him till his face was the only thing to be seen, his face gets closer to mine as he keeps screaming, and if my eyes are serving me well, his face was sentenced with tears, chin crumbling like a child and his cheeks and eyes puffy and red.

the world around me stopped when jungkook came to save me, my body didn't serve me well, I slowly lose my senses, I can no longer see his blurry face crying, nor can I hear his loud cries, neither am I staying awake.

I drifted to darkness.

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chapter ends

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