Always (Helpless #2)

Three

EUNHA POV

The two guys in front of me isn't Jungkook. I'm surprised by the burst of disappointment inside of me and quickly shrug it off. Instead, I focus on the guys instead.

They both have the same messy straight hair and the same black color, a tall and slim proportions with a slight yet visible bump on their stomach.

The taller of the two have eyes that looked like they're about to pop out with round cheeks and chin. If it wasn't for his about-to-pop-out eyes, he doesn't look scary.

The shorter and yet more muscular of the two have big yet monolid eyes with round cheeks and chin, slightly less scary looking.

Except..

I keep hearing that voice in my head.

But Jungkook is not here.

Its just my imagination, I told myself firmly.

"Good evening, although I suppose its dawn now, nice to meet you two, we're sorry for the late interruption. But perhaps Daniel can introduce us."

I hope my eyebrows doesn't shot up to the ceiling, its probably my first time hearing Yerin unnie sounded so formal and polite(usually not).

"This is my personal assistant, Jung Yerin and this is her friend, Eunha." Daniel hyung made a hand gesture and turned to the guys.

"This is Kim Tae Kwon and this is Jeon Jung Shim."

Right, not Jungkook. Same surname but different name. I look at the floor-to-ceiling window on the side wall, the long thick curtains doesn't hide the very top part, and I can see the night sky.

Where are you looking at?

Enough. Enough thinking of him. I shook my head and turn to look at the two guys in front of me.

They put on a hesitant smile and so do I, just to be polite.

Thud

A soft noise of something fell into the shiny hardwood floor made me frown. I tilted my head to see past Jeon Jung Shim.

My blood runs cold immediately.

My recorder.

Now, there are a lot of recorders out there but I know which one is mine even from a thousand.

I walk fast, anger and fear flowing steadily in my veins, pushing Jung Shim out of my way but he quickly got hold of me, his arms came around my waist covering my wrist too, the other one around my neck and one of his legs secure mine.

I grunted with all of my strength but I might as well grunting against handcuffs.

I notice the brown envelope, the papers scattered on the coffee table.

Things begin to registered in my mind in a rapid speed.

One, these three are the people who steal the evidence, otherwise, how could the brown envelope is there! Including my recorder!

Two, this guy is smart to block my head, arms and legs. It would've been nice if he's not so smart like others I've fought with before.

"Let! Me! Go!" I yelled frustratedly, I rarely got caught and when I did, I don't like it. 

I grunted and struggle against him, but its useless, he's holding me real tight and from a distance, I can hear Yerin unnie yelling and struggling as well.

"Let me go, you big-bully! Let Eunha go! If you hurt her-"

I have to free myself. Fast.

I keep struggling while my fingers inch slowly to grab the cutter from my pocket and once I've secured it inside my pocket, I dodge my head back as hard as I can.