Chorong
My heart was beating really fast as the person walked towards me, I wanted to run but doing it would need to carry this thing connected to me."I think you got the wrong room, mister." I said in a trembling voice.
He took out a knife and showed it to me."Do you know why I did that to you?" He asked, pointing at my shoulder."Ofcourse, you wouldn't find out why because he just doesn't want you."
This ɢᴜʏ is very talkative for a serial killer, I thought. I think I placed my phone beside me. I looked for my phone while my eyes fixed on him.
"Why won't you ask?" He asked me.
I tried to hide my fear and didn't show any emotion."So, why?" I asked, as I felt my phone. I remember that Mark's number is in speed dial and I just have to remember where it is.
The man shrugged."His father didn't tell me anything, to be honest." He said, moving towards me. I don't know if I successfully called him or anyone but I did.
I felt my breathing getting shorter as I see him pointing the knife at me."Wait!" I shouted. He stopped from where he stands and did what I said. That is just being dumb."Who is this father you are talking about?"
I was about to stop the guy again as he ignored my question and walked towards me. I saw a person looking towards the door. Who the hell?
He was showing something with his hands. Is he telling me to speak louder? What? He is now pointing at himself. I don't know."Mister, I just saw a guy!" I whispered at him.
He tensed but knew exactly what to do, kill me first. Ofcourse! I screamed with all my might for anyone who would hear me or that guy outside."Shut -"
The killer suddenly got knocked out by a single blow from his back, by a police officer."You are that guy." I said, managing to catch my breath."The one outside doing the hand thing."
He wasn't the officer I was talking with earlier. I stared at the ground to see the guy standing up again,"Oh my god! He is alive!" I shouted.
The officer kicked the guy on the stomach before he could do anything and kicked the knife away from him."Yes sir, I got here on time." He said to his phone.
The officer then handcuffed the killer on the chair and turned towards me. He walked towards the fridge and then poured water on a glass."Drink." He said, giving the glass.
I nodded, and noticed how my hand is shaking."How did you know?" I asked him. He ignored me as he walked towards the door to open it.
The old officer went in with the coffee still. He was shocked to see the guy handcuffed."I am so sorry for not being able to protect you, ma'am." He apologized, bowing.
The younger one grabbed the older one and took the coffee from him."Let's call others and I'll stay here with you." He said as he placed the coffee on the table.
"Weren't you supposed to go home? Your shift is done." The old officer said, and then pushed the younger to the door."Go home then, I'll call."
"Excuse me." I suddenly joined the conversation which made them look at me."Please get that guy away from this room. I can't stay with him in one room."
The young one nodded."I'd like you to stay where you are while we call the police station." He said." And, I am Officer Lee Jun, the son of Officer Lee Chang Wok."
Is that how it works? I thought to myself and realized Mark wasn't here. I checked my phone if I really dialed his number."I did." I mumbled.
"If you are looking Mr. Tuan, he was the one who got your call and run all the way here but he left." Jun mentioned, with his arms crossed.
"What do you mean?"
"He was with me when he got the call, then he run towards your room. Luckily Jun got here as soon as possible though." Mr. Lee said then sighed.
I nodded."Where did he go, then?" I asked.
They both looked at each other and said,"We don't know."
My eyes widened when the door opened, Chanyeol and Father entered the room."Chorong!" They shouted as they run towards me and hugged me. I started crying when they did, too.
"Is this the guy?" Father asked, and saw where he is looking at. Jun nodded and explained everything to them, which was fine -
"How dare-" Chanyeol started charging towards the man. Jun and his father hold him down before he could do anything.
I sighed and then looked at my phone again. Well, this case ended quickly. Thank god."Why isn't Mark answering my phone, though?" I asked, anxious.
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He is The Boss || Markrong
FanfictionPark ChoRong , got a job as an employee of a big company. She didn't know that her boss will be someone she knows from her former university. Mark, who is ChoRong's boss have been in bad connections with her in their college days. They were enemies...