The woman standing beside her turned towards Rose, eyes now filled with anger as she clenched her fists. "You know these teenagers?" she spat coldly. "Are you trying to pull some sort of prank on me?!"
she took a step forward and Rose flinched with a frightened look on her face.
"Hey, don't touch Her!" ordered Seulgi hastily. "You better stay away from Rose. We know that you're a lonely old woman who is looking for a friend, but you're a creepy old woman! Don't you have any friends your age? Like 50 year old papi's or someth'en?"
The woman let out a sadistic cackle, glaring at us with rigid eyes. "Creepy?" she repeated in disbelief. "I'm just taking her out for dinner!"
"Does her parents know?"
She didn't answer.
"She defo a creep! Look at her wrinkles!" Cried Seulgi, still holding her finger gun.
"Seul, calm down," hissed Irene under her breath and who seemed to be the only one in this building to be calm and collect. "Provoking the woman won't get us anywhere."
I pursed my lips but knew deep down that she had a point, I just didn't know how she could stay so rational in a situation like this. My eyes shifted towards Rose who was still on the ground, eyes glued to the floor and a blank expression on her face.
"The poor kid is hanging out with a girl who could be my GRANDMA!" cried Seulgi. "You don't follow around a stranger just 'cause she has candy! Who knows what could happen next?!"
"Yeah, I have her consent, which means that everything I'm doing is legal, so report me to the police if you want, you won't get anything out of it," she smirked. "You three on the other hand? Stalking another individual is violating their privacy, I can have you under arrest!"
"Wrong," deadpanned Irene. "First of all, just because you have Rose's consent, doesn't make anything legal. Rose over there isn't of legal age which means that taking her out for dinner without her parents knowing is illegal."
The woman opened her mouth but Irene refused to let her speak.
"Yeah, woman, you're a creep!"
Instead of arguing with us, the woman turned towards Rose and decided to direct her frustration and anger on him.
"You punk, you swore that you'd keep this a secret if I bought you food!" she yelled, She started to yell at Rose, grabbing her shirt and spitting vulgar words and insults.
"Hey, let go of her!" I yelled, taking a step forward. But before I could get any closer, the woman pushed Rose back to the ground and pulled out something from her jacket pocket.
We all froze, our eyes widening at the black gun that she pointed straight at me. I could feel the adrenaline course through my body as I stared into the hollow barrel in front of me, the blood in my face starting to drain down my neck.
"You can't report me to the police if you're dead!" She cackled, spitting as she continued to yell at us. "You little teenagers think this is funny, don't you? This is just some kind of joke to you, isn't it? Isn't it?!"
"Don't hurt them, they didn't do anything!" begged Rose, but the woman shifted her gun towards her.
"This is all your fault! This is all your fucking fault!" she screamed loudly, her voice echoing down the empty room and sending chills down my spine. "You're with the police, aren't you? This was just all a set-up, wasn't it?! Luring me out here so that you can send me to jail, that's what you had planned all along, wasn't it? Huh?!"
"No-"
"I knew that I shouldn't have trusted a good for nothing faggot like you!" she barked making Rose flinch.
"Ms, please lower your gun, we can talk things out like civil people," insisted irene sternly, but as she tried to take a step forward, the psycho moved her gun towards irene.
"SHUT UP!" she ordered furiously. "Don't you dare come any closer or I'll fucking shoot your brains out!"
Well so much for talking things out like civil people.
"You think you're so smart huh? You think that you're all that because you can state some facts? Well why don't you go state your insignificant facts in Hell!"
And after that, everything happened so fast that it became a blur. My mind didn't have time to process what just happened, but the sound of gunshots echoed in my ears, followed by a loud thud. I blinked rapidly, turning to the side with wide eyes. Seulgi had pushed irene out of the way when the man pulled the trigger, taking the bullet in her stead. They were both on the ground.
Seulgi had taken the bullet.
"Seul!" cried Irene, crawling to her best friend who continued to wince in pain. "Seul, are you okay?"
We then heard footsteps, turning around and seeing that the shooter was already making her escape. I gritted my teeth and was about to run after her but Rose called my name.
"Jennie, it's too dangerous," she said. "W-W-We have to have seulgi first."
I gritted my teeth as the woman disappeared behind the corner, letting out a frustrated groan but holding myself back from chasing after her. Rose was already dialling 911 while Irene cradled seulgi's head on her lap.
I quickly took off my jacket.
"Here, use this," I grunted. Irene took my jacket with her shaky hands, putting it over seulgi's wounded.
"Seul, can you hear me?" she asked desperately, her voice trembling just as much as her body as tears started to fill her eyes. "Seulgi, please say something, anything."
But Seulgi had lost consciousness, her face sickly pale while breathing small, shallow breaths.
"No, no, no, you can't leave me," murmured Irene in a voice so raw, you could just hear his desperation. "Please Seulgi, please wake up."
"An ambulance is coming right away," said Rose, but Irene didn't seem to be listening, her mind completely focused on Seulgi who she desperately pleaded for.
"Stay with me Seulgi, alright? I know you can hear me, I'm right here with you so just hang in there," she stuttered, trying to speak in a calm voice. "You're going to be fine so just keep breathing, don't you dare fall asleep on me. Just stay with me, please."
Irene tightly held onto seulgi's hand while talking to her as if she was still conscious, but despite the endless begging, despite the endless calls and pleas, her eyes just wouldn't open.
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The Class Prince
عاطفيةThe class prince, A charming woman who always sleep at class yet she would always had the perfect grade. Everytime she would go inside the class everyone would look at her like she's the first woman who became a prince from the girls. Jennie a new s...