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Chapter 4

Pathetic...

I was on my bed, curled up and crying.

I want to go home...

I don't want to die...

I was sobbing quietly while rocking my trembling body back and forth quietly.

Okay Soyeon.

Get a hold of yourself.
You want to escape.
I have to stay strong.

Standing up, I walked into the bathroom. I took a calming shower before I slipped into a hoodie and black jeans. I didn't know how to escape, but something I knew, was that I won't escape if I keep on weeping like a little child.

Back then, when my mother was still alive, I always used to cry at the smallest things. I was bullied by a lot of kids since I was an easy target, but that all changed (when fire nation attacked....sorry) when my mother died.

I built walls around myself and I slowly started to keep my feelings to myself. I fought back and eventually, the bullies stopped.

Looks like I'll have to do the same again.

Arriving downstairs, I made myself a cup of jasmine tea to calm myself down.

I stood up, with the hot cup still in my hands, and walked over to the window which gave me a view of the boys house.

The sight however, wasn't pleasing. The cup slipped from my hands and my eyes widened.

There were two men infront of his house. They were dressed like my kidnappers.

They knocked on his door and waited patiently. The boy opened the door with a tired face.
He looked at the guards with an emotionless face before extemding his arm. They took out a syringe, which was filled with a strange black liquid.

They sunk the needle into his flesh deeply and injected whatever that thing was filled with. He stood there, like a zombie, and even if I couldn't see them clearly, I still managed to catch how his pupils got a bit smaller and the blue colour of his eyes got darker and more intensive.

They whispered something into his ear, and he replied with a nod. His face was blank and his eyes looked never colder.

As soon as they were gone, I dashed out of my house and walked over to his door.

I can hate him later....

I knocked at his door strongly, and to my surprise he even opened the door.

"Who were those guys?", I asked him .

His eyes narrowed at me before his deep voice came out, danegerously silently.

"Who are you and what do you know about those men?

He doesn't remember me?

I was caught off-guard.

"I-I'm your neighbour."

He raised one eyebrow before leaning against the door frame.

"E-Ehm, I mean, I am Soyeon.", I said as I fake-smiled at him and stuck my hand out to greet him.

I pulled my hand back when I saw that he was looking at my arm skeptically.

"Mind if I ask what your name is ?"

"Yeah I do.",
he answered while smirking evily.

I glared at him before croosing my arms.

"Tell me what your name is.",
I demanded while trying to be intimidating.