Without you -- Life with NCT 127

Chapter 4

I'm here in Taeyong's arms, crying silently while it feels like my world is breaking apart  but another opens up to me at the same time.

Taeyong: I've never done this before but
                 I'm gonna help you.

Hmmm... He's my only chance.

Me: Before I can trust you, I need to ask you
        something...

Taeyong: Whatever you want to know.

Me: Why do you work for the boss?

He glances away.

Taeyong: Because I need the money.

Me: For what?

Taeyong: For a living! My parents spend
                  their money for all kind of things
                  except me.

Me: Then how can you go to, like, the most
        expensive school in South Korea?!

Taeyong: I got a scholarship.

Me: So you're really this good?

I raise an eyebrow.

Taeyong: Ok, I think that's more than one
                  question.

Me: Then tell me how you're gonna help me
        escape from this hell. Any ideas?

He's thinking.

Taeyong: Not yet. I'll let you know if
                  something comes to my mind.

That's the last he says before he leaves the room.

Thanks for your help.

I get back under the blanket to sleep for a while.

This guy drives me crazy.

Later:

After a while he storms into the room.

Taeyong: I've got an idea!

Me: Hmm?

Taeyong: So you know that everyone who
                  'works' here or the BOSS himself
                  can enter or leave this room. The
                  door isn't locked so theoretically
                  you could too. But there's
                  security guards everywhere.
                  So the only thing we need to do, is
                  to distract the security guards.

Me: And how are we supposed to do this?

Taeyong: Here's my idea:
                 I'm going to pretend someone hurt
                 me. In the room next to yours.
                 The security guards are going to
                 look for me or the person who
                 'hurt' me. In this time you'll have,
                 let's say, 15 seconds to escape.
                 The doors are open but you have to
                 be fast. I'm going to meet you 3
                 minutes later behind the container
                 200 metres away.

                 Understood?

Me: I guess. There's not much to understand.

Taeyong: Really?! If something goes wrong
                 I'll lose my job.
                 Well, I'll probably lose it anyway.
                 At the latest when they see that
                 you're gone.

Me: Then why are you doing this?!
        Why do you help me?

He doesn't answer.

And that's ok.
I don't want him to be pissed off. AGAIN.