Chapter 7

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A/N: I feel like I didn't write this well, so I apologize in advance...
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I was up and ready by 6:30 am

My eyes were barely open as I was sitting downstairs, bags by the door as I waited to get picked up. My parents were sitting downstairs with me as we all waited in silence; none of us had known what to say for the situation that had finally arrived.

" I see a car pulling up." My dad announced as he peaked out the window. Stepping out the car was the same freckled face driver that brought me to and from the selection.

My mom went over and gave me a tight hug, hesitating to let go as I tapped her for air. She pulled me back at arm's length, looking straight into my eyes.

" Please let us know when you land safely and get settled in, okay baby? I need you to be strong for us and we'll try to do the same for you here. If you need me to send stuff to you, let me know in an instant okay?" She kept rambling on and on until my dad put a firm hand on her small shoulders, a nonverbal sign for her to stop. She closed her eyes as she let me go and moved to the side, so I could hug my dad as well.

" If they do anything to you that you don't want, you know I'm going to jail right?" His threat made me laugh simply due to the fact that he was serious as all hell.  He kissed my forehead before letting go and helping me with my bags.

I told my mom to send a message to my siblings; saying that I'll miss them as I walked out the door. My dad just put everything in the trunk and he was now standing in front of me.

" I know I said some harsh things and I'm not the most affectionate father figure, but I still don't want you to go." He tried to keep a stoic face, but the shaky hands of his made me know he felt other ways. He was trying to control his emotions for me and that fact alone could make me cry.

But I didn't.

I cried about how terrible of a hand fate has given me and now there's nothing else that I can do, but accept it. I gave him one last hug before I walked passed him to get in the car. The driver quickly changed gears before driving off, away from the neighbor that I called home.

On my way to the airport, I texted my friends saying that I left and that I'll miss them. They all happened to be up and sent dozens of  'I miss you' and ' I love you'.

I was going to be alone in a completely different country that I know nothing about. It's such a scary thought to think about since the only people who would help me are gonna be an 18-hour flight away.

I sighed as I happened to look up and see the airport in view as I clutched my carry on bag.

The driver had parked beside the entrance before looking back at me threw the partition. " When you go inside, you'll see a man with a sign that says your name on it. Follow him and he'll take you to the jet and your employers."

" Jet? Why am I flying in one of those?" I questioned

" Your employers flew in on their own private jet. There was no point in making you catch a different plane when they have that. So your being redirected to them. Everything was taken care of by them, so you have nothing to worry about." He gave a curt nod as he got out of the car to help with my bags and open my door.

I clutched the straps of my bag to remain calm as the reality of it all almost came crashing into me. I took a deep breath as he guided me inside the large airport as we continued to walk around until I could see a sign with my name. The freckles haired boy had passed the rest of my bags to this tall Asian man who took them silently and had me follow him in silence.

Besides going through the usual bag checks from TSA, the little pass that was attached to the man's suit had allowed us to skip all lines and go out to the jet pretty fast.

He gave my bags to someone else who loaded them onto the expensive plane before me. The tall Asian man turned around to face me and I felt myself straighten my back and crane my neck to look him in the eyes.

" When you go inside, you can sit wherever you want. There are plenty of snacks and refreshments that you can help yourself to. We want you to feel at ease since you have to go so far on your first job." He gave a smile that actually fit his face and calmed my nerves.

" Is my new boss already on the jet?"

" Yes, both of them are on the jet already." He answered and I'm just realizing that he said  ' both'

" I'm sorry, but did you just say both?" I asked just to make sure I wasn't going crazy.

" Yes, both. Mr. Choi and Mr. Jung are your new employers." He clarified for me and I felt my heart drop to my stomach. Why did I have to have two of them?

He saw the worry on my face and leaned down to my height. " Ms. Amani, don't worry too much. They both are good people and are quite anxious to meet you. You're the first human to get selected for them, so they wanna make a good impression. They might look intimidating at first, but they're still some brats. But if you need some help or you feel stuck," he reached in his pocket and handed me a card. " This is my number. I work for them but if you call or text me, I'll be there."

I read the card before looking back up at him. " So I should call you Mr.Woo?" I asked as he guided me up the steps to the jet.

" That's right. Now put that away and remember what I said. And give a nice smile." He patted my back as he guided inside the expensive plane. I stared around the interior of the plane.

" She's finally here!"

My eyes fell down before me to see two young-looking men that were standing in the walkway. One had wavy blond hair that was a bit shorter than the one next to him who had short dark hair that covered his forehead.

" Are you my new employers?" I asked as Mr.Woo nudged me to step closer to them because God knows that I wouldn't without that nudge.

Thankfully, they ended up stepping closer to me; the excitement in the blonde's eyes making him look so childlike, even though he could probably kill me if he had the chance. The darker haired one reached for my hand and held it on his own. A gentle smile, revealing a pair of dimples before he spoke.

" I'm Choi San and this is Jung Wooyoung. From this day forward you will be working for us as our personal blood bank."

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