12:19am || chaeryuna ☆

[4]

'I know. I know that, Chaer. I've thought about it more times than I could possibly count. It's a big risk... but if they catch us they won't hurt you. They'll come for me. You can say I tried to kidnap you. Or you could say I was trying to break into your house... anything. They'll believe you.'

'That's what I'm fucking worried about! I don't care if they hurt me, I care if they hurt you. Yuna... they'll kill you. My dad, he has a gun. Last time they found us they said they'd kill you if they ever saw you with me again. And my parents don't break promises. That's why I'm still locked up in my room. We can't do this.'

Chaeryeong felt her entire heart break into millions of pieces as the younger slowly smiled a faint little smile. She knew full well that Yuna would do anything to save her, anything. And that's why she was so hurt and angry.

'I know... but you'd escape. You can run to our secret place in the woods and call the police there. Your parents won't find you, no one could find you unless you tell them. You can live your life. Like a real teenager, finally.'

'I know but... I can't live my life if you're not there.'

Yuna's soft smile tore Chaeryeong into pieces. She didn't know what to do. She felt helpless. She hated that she was born into this awful, homophobic, psychotic family. She hated that she liked girls. She hated that she'd had to live her whole life knowing her parents wouldn't allow her to love any girl. She hated every aspect of her life... except Yuna. Yuna was the only person she'd ever loved, and it hurt more than anything else to know that she couldn't openly be with her.

'Okay. That's fine. Well I better go home now...' The younger took a deep breath, making her way towards the window. 'Help me down?'

The elder blinked back tears, composed herself, and walked to the window. She held the younger's hands as she climbed out the window and grasped the rope. Smiling once again, Yuna began to slowly make her way down the house wall. Chaeryeong watched longingly as she sat on the windowsill holding the end of the rope, knowing with every second that she would soon hate her life once again because Yuna wasn't there with her.

Until, she felt the rope jolt downwards out of her window, yanking her with it. She quickly tried to grab the windowsill... but it was too late. In just a millisecond, Chaeryeong was plummeting towards the ground, certain that she was falling to her death. She screamed, her body out of her control. She thought about Yuna who she knew was also tumbling to the ground beneath her.

And within just a moment, she felt herself hit the ground. The ground... she thought. 'Am I dead?' She wondered. Her entire body was numb from head to toe. She knew she was laying on top of something but she couldn't feel exactly what. Her mind was blank, she didn't know what to do.

Until, a hand grabbed hers from underneath her body. A hand she immediately recognised, even in darkness. A hand she knew so undeniably well. Shin Yuna's.