You're My Target

Chapter 59

After his scuffle with Jun, Troy emerged from the principles office. He had bit of a smile on his face. outside the office, Boram was waiting for him unexpectedly. The look on her face was far from happy.

"Troy, what in the world are you doing?" she said giving him a hard shove.

"something i should have done long ago." Troy said keeping the smile on his face.

"you already got into a fight with Jun, seriously you are on drugs arent you. i was right, just tell me im right and i wont be as mad and i wont punch a hole in your chest." Boram said slapping at Troy wildly.

"relax there is no need for that." Troy said and put his hand on her shoulders. she stopped swinging and looked up at him. the smile and calm expression on his face seemed to soothe her.

"so, wait, is everything ok then? did you not get in trouble?" Boram asked.

"oh. no. im suspended for a month. aaaand i could face expulsion because i violated my transfer terms." Troy said, the look of anger started to return to borams face.

"so then why are you telling me there is no reason to totally go off on you right now!" she shouted.

"because, if you punched a hole through me or whatever, youd get suspended too, and we cant have that. and this wasnt about Jun at all really. like i said: i realized something, something that i needed to do. it may not make sense right now, but you just have to believe me." Troy said holding borams shoulders firmly as her tension grew.

"dont you understand how this makes me feel troy. i looked out for you." Borams shook his hands off of her.

"i do understand. and im not just saying that. but im going to do everything i can to fix every stupid thing ive done." Troy explained. boram just turned her head away.

"so how does doing something stupid like starting a fight begin to fix the stupid things youve done??"

"like i said. i know it sounds strange. just trust me, ok? i have to get going im not supposed to be on school property." Troy shrugged.

"wait, Troy. im coming over after classes." Boram called to him. Troy stopped and turned, giving her a smile. He nodded slightly.

"Thanks Boram. Good-Bye."

Troy left the school, riding off on his moped. he drove home with a mind that was set, and clear. something he hadnt really felt in quite some time. he returned to his home to make a quick phone call. Mou answered on the other end.

"so do you want the good news?" Troy asked Mou as he answered.

"arent you supposed to say the bad news first?" Mou replied.

"there is no bad news." Troy said calmly. he knew it would only be a matter of time before Mou would hear about him being suspended..
"then go on, hit me." Mou sounded happy.

"I found Areum. I can bring her in, but i will need help." Troy informed Mou.

"alright." mou sounded hesitant. "what exactly do you need?"

"just one body should do. have them follow me. ill handle the rest." Troy explained sounding all too cryptic.

"Troy, youre sure about this, right? you cant afford to be wrong again. we're counting on you." Mou reminded Troy.

"this is, the surest i have been in a long time, Mou." Troy's voice was filled with confidence.

"Okay then. you've got the green light on this." Mou said officially accepting troys request. After hanging up, Troy went outside and sat on his doorstep...He waited for awhile, until a black van rolled down Troys street slowly. the windows were all tinted so dark you couldn't see inside. As it passed Troy, the window on the drivers-side rolled down a bit. a pale man in dark glasses looked out just enough so Troy could see him. Troy, seeing the man, grabbed his bag, and jumped onto his moped. he hastily started it, and drove off in front of the van...Troy found himself back at school. Only he waited and watched patiently and safely from a distance. School was letting out, and the buses were all waiting to bring the students back home. Troy looked at the students, but he realized he couldnt really see them good enough from where he was.

"i wont be able to see her from here." Troy mumbled to himself. he had no choice but to go closer. he wasnt supposed to be back on school property due to his suspension. it was a risk he was willing to take. Troy zipped up his jacket high and tight. he tried his best to hide his face. He walked back onto the school grounds and towards the buses. he carefully looked through all the students.
"blue skirt, short hair. blue skirt short hair." Troy said to himself repeatedly in his head. "youd think she'd be easy to see being as tall as she is."
as troy searched, he was caught from behind. a hand slapped down on his shoulder.

"and just what do you think you're doing here??" a voice boomed from behind. a familiar voice....Troy turned around keeping his face tucked in his jacket collar. Soyeon stood there tapping her foot."arent you suspended?" she said folding her arms.
Troy nodded and put his finger on his lips for her to be quiet.
"you know if a teacher or security sees you, you can be in bigger trouble." she continued to hold her pose.

"im hoping since it just happened that people wont know or recognize me. i just had to come back and... see... something." Troy explained.

"or someone?" Soyeon asked.

"well. yea. someone." Troy nodded again.

"well here i am." soyeon held her arms out to the side.

"actually i was .." troy started to say but stopped himself. Soyeon glared at him. "i mean it's just that now that im here..."

"youre having second thoughts?" Soyeon asked. "Troy, you are not an easy guy to figure out." Troy didnt know what to say.
"i was so mad at you earlier. i wanted to come yell at you. i dont know what you were thinking back there. i thought you said you were passed Jun and all that drama. but now. now you are here, i have a chance to be mad and yell. to even turn you in. but i cant." Soyeon said softly.

"well. thanks?" Troy shrugged.

"i dont think you understand what im saying." Soyeon said looking into his eyes. "and i dont understand what you did. and why you gave me this." she held out the gift troy had given her. the small crystal figurine of the girl singing. "was it some kind of apology? to make me forget about what you did to Jun?"

"no actually. i just, got that for you awhile ago. i just never got a chance to give it to you." Troy said.

"and you figured giving it to me when you did was the best time?" Soyeon said trying to figure out Troys motives.

"no, not the best time, but. i thought..." Troy thought about what to say. He shook his head. "listen, Soyeon. i am not going to apologize for what i did. i knew what i was doing when i did it. i know things may not make sense to you. but i hope one day they will."

 "why are you being so.. secretive. what do you mean one day. you are talking like, youre leaving or something..." Soyeon said concerned."Troy, did you get expelled?"
Troy shook his head no.
"the gift is just a gift now. its a symbol of your future, you know, when you finally achieve your dream and get to perform on stage for the world to see.."

"well. thank you." Soyeons face turned a bit red.

"thank Hwayoung too, she helped pick it out." Troy confessed. "i cant take all the credit."

"ill be sure to call her since shes probably already on her bus." Soyeon smiled.

"o yea, and which bus might that be?" Troy asked suddenly.

"number 7... why?" Soyeon answered.

"oh, i dont know. making conversation." Troy shrugged.

"Troy.. Troy.. Troy... i dont know what to say. things got so.. complicated." She said to him.

"you dont have to say anything. but let me say i really never meant to hurt you or anyone." Troy said, soyeon looked back at him with the same sad look.
"well except maybe Jun. i may have wanted to hurt him a little but he had it coming let's be honest." Soyeon tried not to smile, but she couldnt help it
."you should get to your bus before it leaves and i should get out of here before i get in trouble." Troy said to her.

"mm yea." Soyeon agreed.

"ill see you later then." Troy waved, before going on his way.

"bye Troy.." Soyeon said tenderly as he ran off.Troy ran to his moped as the buses started to exit the school yard.

"number 7.." Troy said looking back, to not lose sight of the bus. he kicked the moped off its stand and started to follow it. He followed the bus down the various streets, stop after stop until finally it stopped and Hwayoung got off. he parked his moped nearby and followed her rather sneakily from behind. As he followed a few meters behind, Hwayoung stopped in her tracks.

"I can smell you from here, coward!" She shouted. Troy froze. his sneaky tactics failed him. Hwayoung turned around pointing at him. "Why are you following me? what do you want Troy? for me to take you to buy soyeon another gift hoping it will get you out of another mess you walked into? well forget it!"

"uhm. actually i just need a place to go. I cant go to my apartment right now." Troy said walking toward her.

"too bad, im done helping you. go cry to Boram." she said swiping her hand from left to right.

"nows not the time for you to be pushing me away. not when im trying to finally open up to you." Troy walked right up to her face.

"oh now you wanna try to play that card. when it benefits you. how typical and selfish of you!" she pushed troy away from her.Troy  grabbed her wrists and held them tightly.

"do you want to hear what i have to say or dont you?" He said forcfully under his breath.

"ok, if you will let me go! fine!" she yelped as Troy released her arms. She slapped him quickly once on the head and backed away.

"satisfied?" he said gently rubbing where she hit him.

"no, start talking." She folded her arms. her pose reminded him of Soyeon.

"yea, not here. inside your house." Troy said gesturing for her to walk.

"i swear, Troy if this is some sort of trick i will kick you SOOOO hard." Hwayoung groaned.
Troy and Hwayoung walked the rest of the way to Hwayoungs house. It was a white, 1 story normal every-day suburban house.

"i didnt expect your house to be so... typical." Troy said as hwayoung showed him inside.

 "so what were you expecting then?" she asked as she threw her bag aside and hung up her sweater.

"i dont know. something more.. You. something with zest." Troy couldnt quite put his finger on it. Hwayoung kicked her shoes off.

 "enough of the blah blah blah Troy. spit it out." she wasted no time.

"are your parents home?" he asked.

"TROY!! enough." Hwayoung moaned impatiently. "no they arent, they are at work. why you gona try to kiss me or something? cause it aint happening, not until i hear what you have to say and if its worthwhile anyway."

"ok then." Troy said.

"first im gona need, your phone." he held out his hand. Hwayoung glared at him. she walked off to get her phone and brought it back to him. "and now im just going to need this..." he said as he placed his backpack down and shuffled through it.
"ah here it is."He pulled his hand from the bag, revealing a hand gun.
Hwayoung took a step back and gasped.

"hey now.. hey. it's a fake right? troy?" She said a little scared. Troy pushed the release, allowing the clip to slide out of the gun. he held it up to show her the very real bullets inside. he slid it back in and cocked it.

"does that answer your question?" he asked to her with a very serious tone.

"ok why did you bring that here.. what are you trying to show me?" she asked with a crackling voice.

"i thought i told you. im here to show you the truth." he said and aimed the gun at her....