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Regret

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Regret

I was in the car of a person I never wanted to be with. Eunha. We have long history. Very nasty. Very exciting. Very dangerous. I'm only 17. Eunha is 22. How did we meet is a very interesting story.

Flashback..

I was 13. She was 17 turning 18. I was really depressed at the time. My mom would bring in this guy and he would touch me in inappropriate ways. My own mother wouldn't do anything about it. I had no friends. I was at my worst and the most suicidal I've ever been.

I was walking home from school after a long day there. I decided to go to the park because I didn't feel like going home just yet. When I got to the park there were other kids. Older kids. High schoolers. I was a little nervous but what was the worst they could do. Take my money? Don't have any.

They were at the slide. So I went to the swings. I tried to keep my eyes to myself. I didn't want to draw any attention towards me. But I guess they saw me anyways. I was swinging by myself when I heard someone call out for something. "Yo kid. Come here." I ignored the voice. My hands got clammy. Then I saw one of them coming towards me. "I know you heard me kid." He said a little stern. I got up from the swing and was about to run when they grabbed my bag. "NO! No! Leave me alone please! I have no money. I'm poor. I've worn the same shoes since 5th grade please let me go home!" I yelled and plead for my life. "Calm your little ass down. You're coming with me and if you yell-" I started to cry. "I don't want to die!" The guy busted out laughing.

I was confused of course, but I felt his grip loosen and I took the opportunity to run. With the luck I carry, I didn't get far at all. Another kid, a girl this time, caught me. She grabbed my hair this time. "Listen, and listen closely little girl. You are coming with me and you aren't going to yell." She was gripping my hair a little too rough. I groaned due to the hardy hold she had on my hair. She heard it and released my hair from her grip. She quickly grabbed my hand and we walked to her car.

So this is how I leave the world huh? Kidnapped by some highschoolers and they're all going to take turns killing and torturing me.  I thought she was gonna stick me in the truck but I sat in the back with her. "I'm not going to hurt you. I just need you for something. After I get it. I'll let you go with some money too." I was confused. I just wanted to clear my head before going home. Now I'm getting kidnapped and used for "something".

"Can I know this something miss?" I asked quietly. "Call me eunha. And I need a child to get into a place, that you don't need to know, get back what's mine plus some money." She said with a smile.

"So you're stealing?" I asked. "Not necessarily stealing if it's already mine." I just nodded. "Why do you need me though?" She looked at me and I looked away because she intimidates me. "Nobody will expect a women with a child to pull such a crime now would they?." I thought about it for a while and she's right. Koreans wouldn't expect a clueless,naive women to pull whatever she was going to do.

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