- What are you actually planning to do? - Jisung who was going to be by my side the whole day asked as I was picking up a bunch of medicines from the shelf of the pharmacy we were in.
Changbin was still in rehabilitation, laying in bed and resting as much as he can so that's why Bang Chan decided Jisung would be also suitable to come with me. To be honest I actually can see why he chose him, with Jisung I feel like I can talk about everything all the time. It's funny because I entered the gang just a week ago, but he also seems to like me a lot as a person.
- I will just pick some drugs which I think will help him, then we will visit him and I will decide if he needs a nurse at home to help him out when I can't. - I answered him as I filled my backbag. We were wearing all black, black jackets, black jeans, black masks and black hats. We probably looked extremely suspicious but at least I was going to pay for them, not steal them.
- Sounds nice to me. - Jisung helped me out a bit.
I then paid with my card and we entered the black Mercedes-Benz jeep that Jisung owns. I sat next to him and sighned loudly. I hope that everything will be fine at home.
- Don't worry, I bet everything will go smoothly. - Han said without taking his eyes off the road. Is he reading my mind or what? - I don't read minds Hanbyul, it's just all on your face.
He chuckled and I just gazed somewhere else.
- I don't know. I just don't really desire to see my mother. Oh wait, they don't know you!- I jumped a bit and faced him.
- We will say that I'm your friend. - He suggested.
- Nahh, they know I don't have any. Grandpa doesn't go out of the house but I think he knows.
- Well there are not any other ideas, just friend, boyfriend, fiance, cousin or just say I'm your mafia member? You choose m'lady.
I sighned even louder this time. None of them will work out but I guess I'll just have to stick with the most normal one.
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Parking in front of the house I used to live in but couldn't call home.
I stepped out, the sky was clear but the house gave me a dark aura. The only reason why I am doing this is because of my grandfather. And I will never ever in my life return for anything else.
Was mom inside? I have no idea.
Is she drunk? Probably.
Will she be happy to see me? I doubt so.
Is killing people harder than entering this building full of ungrateful memories? I doubt that too.
With heavy steps I started walking towards the front door, Jisung following behind me with two bags full of medicines.
I entered and tried to not make a sound. I don't know why I was being so silent, every move I made gave an echo eroumd the room as if no one lived there. It was dark, only the daylight outside the windows was providing us vision.
Everything was the same as before I left. I looked around the living room when suddenly a noise came from the kitchen. I tightly grabbed Jisung's wrist and hid us behind a wall.
It was a noise from a spoon or fork, someone was there. And if it was my mom I am 100% sure that I don't want her to notice me here.
I peeked behind the corner to see who it was and just those 2 seconds giving me a skeleton like figure and a short black hair were enough for me to realize that she was the one there.
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