The Assassin | Dreamcatcher

Chapter 18

Siyeon lies by herself on the camp bed in the spare room. JiU and Gahyeon's spare room, that is.

While their flat was being repaired, SuA and Siyeon have temporarily moved into the girls' house.

She is lying on her back, the blistered, but healing skin on it too painful to be lain on. On the floor next to the camp bed, her laptop plays a drama as she watches with disinterest.

The pain of her back and various burns are numbed by the medication, but she still feels uncomfortable.

For one, she suddenly notices the presence of someone else in the doorway.

"Who is it?" Siyeon asks without looking and pauses the drama by reaching down an arm to the laptop.

"SuA." She introduces herself with a hint of shyness. "How are you feeling?"

"The medication is still working, so I can't feel much."

"Ah. May I come in?"

"Sure." She answers neutrally, remembering that their last conversation was an argument.

SuA sits in the chair behind her laptop and looks down at her with an unreadable expression.

"What do you want to talk about then?" Siyeon starts lightly, watching SuA with an equally unreadable expression.

"I want to apologise for getting mad at you. When you were hungover."

"It was my fault." Siyeon mumbles. "I shouldn't haven't been training you if I wasn't feeling that well."

"But I still got mad at you because I wanted someone to blame, really. The constant training has just been so tiring and I guess I just..."

"Vented your frustrations on me?" Siyeon looks up at her, a small smile playing on her lips. "I understand, just forget about it."

She breathes a sigh of relief, visibly glad at getting it off her chest.

"I want to confide a secret with you." Siyeon then says, propping herself up on her elbows. "It's something that I've carried with me since I was thirteen and it was the reason I wasn't able to escape the fire."

SuA stays silent, watching with softening eyes.

She starts to talk about the family fire, the same story she told Yoohyeon and what happened. SuA's eyes seem to tear at her words and she sniffs a little.

"You need a tissue?" Siyeon grins weakly.

"No, I'm fine." She shakes her head. "I just can't believe you've had to experience such a terrible thing. I'm...I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything. I just wanted to tell you, and bring us closer. And this fire has enabled me to feel different. My chest feels lighter now. Before, I suppressed all the emotions I felt during the fire, and now I can manage them much easier without, panicking, I suppose."

"That's a great achievement for you then." She wipes her eyes. "Perhaps you've found your way of controlling the memory."

"Maybe." Siyeon shrugs casually, wincing as the movement causes pain through her back. "Well, now you know."

"Now I know. Thank you for being able to tell me. I'm sure it must have taken some confidence."

"That's fine." She grins. "Wanna watch this drama with me? You can lie on the floor next to my bed."

SuA mirrors her smile. "Sure. What's the drama about?"

"Seven friends. One of them dreams about their deaths and, you know, does her best to stop them happening."