Silent But Sinister//COMPLETED✔️

XIII - Replay

"Boss, wake up."

I felt my body being lightly shaken as I started to become conscious to reality. I fluttered my eyes open just a bit but immediately sealed them shut tight once again when I felt the bright light sting my irises. Now who the fuck decided to wake me up and sign up for a death wish?

"Who dare wake the beast," I mumbled dramatically.

"Her two commands," I heard a familiar voice chuckle.

"Why am I being woken up," I whined softly.

"You have that meeting in Korea boss, and the flight is going to take awhile, but you'll make it in time for the meeting," they whispered.

I nodded my head slightly and rolled to the other side of my bed and fell onto the floor with a loud thud. Instead of groaning and complaining about my floor being so hard, I continued to roll towards my bathroom.

I heard laughter coming from the other side of my room and I turned my head to see Joe clutching onto his stomach whole he used his other hand to point at me. I rolled my eyes and lifted myself off of the floor and up on my feet before glaring at him.

Once he died down he walked over to me as if my glare didn't affect him and kissed my forehead, "Good morning to you too honey," he whispered.

"Good morning Joe," I smiled.

I turned around to head to the bathroom but the scene outside made me do a double take. Night. Dark. That's all I could see. It was still early since the flight would take awhile but I wouldn't mind, as long as I get to sleep.

I stripped myself of my clothes from yesterday and stepped under the warm water and gave myself a quick wash. I tried taking a peaceful shower but the only thing that kept reappearing when I closed my eyes was a scar on someone's hand. For some reason, when Patrick told me about a harsh scar on someone's hand, a picture came into my head of a scar but I couldn't remember who's hand it was. It could belong to anybody actually: my members, my teachers, my family, anybody. But a lot of people have scars everywhere on their bodies so I couldn't really jump to conclusions yet.

I walked to my closet with a towel around my body and searched the many hangers for a comfortable outfit to wear. I tapped my finger as I started thinking about the many combinations until my eyes had finally landed on one.

I set it on the large bean bag and moisturised my body and brushed my teeth before slipping on my white sports bra and panties and tugged the outfit onto my body.

I slipped on my black Balenciagas and let my hair down to dry itself. I started packing everything I needed for the trip and even stuffed a couple of files into my duffel bag before getting all of Soldier's things together.

I applied chapstick as I stood in the elevator and met up with the rest of the guys in the foyer.

"She's alive!" Richard exclaimed once he saw me.