Starboy

chapter 12

Although it was quite late, I walked around in an attempt to get my mind off of the current situation. The street was empty, but for some reason I didn't feel alone.

Someone shot past me in a rush. He turned the corner disappearing leaving me in my solitude yet again. Except I wasn't. One second I was walking and the next I was on the floor with someone on top of me. It took me a minute for my eyes to focus and I located the culprit. Pain shot down my spine and I felt a little winded before I could push him off he collapsed on top of me.

"What the actual fuck?" I whispered into the silent night. If this was happening to someone else, I would probably laugh. It wasn't though and nothing about it seemed funny to me now. A grunt left my mouth while I pushed him off of me.
"What is wrong with you? Why do you show up everywhere?" I mumbled stalker under my breath while I contemplated whether or not to help him. I walked away and then sighed turning back around.
"UGH He is so annoying." I bent down beside him and somehow managed to get him to stand up — for about a second. He went crashing down again. I let out an angry huff and then marched around to find someone to help me. Nearing the convenience store I part time at, I decided to "borrow" a cart.

The cart was loud rolling in the quiet street. Everything about it pissed me off. I guess you could say I was in a bad mood.

I miraculously got him into the cart and began pushing him down towards the orphanage. I didn't really have much of a plan. I mean I wasn't allowed to have guys over let alone into the night.

Soulmates make everything difficult.

I had to wheel the cart like an inch every minute so it wasn't too loud when we got into the gates. I tipped the cart over trying to make it fall as gently as possible. I then dragged him across the front lawn and through the door. We were now inside, fortunately no one was awake. That didn't mean that they would stay asleep though so I had to keep quiet. I couldn't get him to stand up so I had no choice but to drag him across the wooden floors. I felt slightly bad, but who asked him to drink that much. We safely make into my room. I forced his body up and onto my bed. I collapsed onto the floor catching my breath before getting up to turn the light on.

Jisung was laying with his face flat on the bed. I groaned going over to flip him over. That's when I saw the bruise on his face and the blood stain by his mouth. His lip was busted and he even had dried blood on his sweatshirt. I gasped. I wasn't exactly sure what to do and moreover I was scared for him. He's throwing his life away. I awkwardly peeled his sweatshirt off of him only to find an even larger bruise on his abdomen.
"Jisung." I sighed. Why was I so deeply hurt by seeing him hurt like this?

I rushed out of the room to get the first aid kit. After attempting to clean him up and bandaging him up, I pulled his shoes off and then covered him with my blanket.

"I'm sorry Sung, I can't help but feel like all of this is my fault." I had no idea where that even came from but I blurted it out.

Laying down on an extra blanket on the floor, I managed to sleep within minutes. My physical and emotional exhaustion finally coming down on me.

I know we've rejected each other, but somewhere, something inside of me makes me want to make this work.

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Quarantine has been chaotic, but I'll try to update more often.

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