Chapter Three
♡•••One Rainy Night•••♡
Kris' Point Of View:
"She won't answer her damn phone" I threw the phone onto the bed and kicked the small chest that sat at the end of Jiyeuns bed. Eunjee fell to her knees and quietly sobbed. She whispered ever so quietly to herself, 'is she praying' I asked myself. I moved to the window next to the bathroom, "she never holds a grudge" Chanyeol muttered to himself, he slammed his hand onto the window sill in frustration. He rested his head on the window where it was cool.
As did I.
I looked out to the street across the road, a large group of aged bikers were seated on their motorbikes making a ruckus. I could tell they were all heavily intoxicated. I watched as they blatantly harassed a innocent girl as she passed by, she look in her early 20's, I swear I had seen her from somewhere, maybe the office? She was too far away for me to be sure.
"I just remembered" Eunjee gasped as she got to her feet and ran to the phone. I took one last glance out the window and it seemed the girl had fell, a man stood in front of her to holding out his hand for her.
"Jaehoon! He is always checking up on Jiyeun he's got to know where she is" Eunjee was breathless as she dialled his number, I left the window to stand by Chanyeol's side. I patted his back firmly, only now realising how tense he really was, "don't stress" he simply nodded, we all knew we wouldn't be happy until we found Jiyeun. "Jaehoon, have you seen Jiyeun!?" Eunjee asked frantically. There were short mumbles on the other side, for some reason I couldn't help but wonder where I had seen that girl before. "Right, well that explains the blood" Eunjees expression never changed, she nervously tugged on her hair as she listened intently to Jaehoons words. "What....but..wouldn't she be here by now" I moved closer hoping to catch some of the conversation. It was useless. "Okay Thanks for the help, bye" Eunjee hung up. She looked to the ground and kicked at one of the floor boards that was slightly sticking out from the ground.
"Jaehoon said he dropped Jiyeun off at the station and she caught the train about half an hour ago. If I know my train times she should be here already. So something is up" Chanyeol moved to Eunjees side and lightly wrapped his arms around her for comfort. "Wait you said 'that explains the blood' what happened ?" Eunjee half smiled, "she cut her foot, which seems pretty reasonable knowing Jiyeun. He said she asked him to take her to the hospital and she was let out as soon as they stitched it up" Eunjee shrugged, she but her lip knowing she was about to cry again.
"no!!! It hurts" I cried as I waved my hand in Chanyeol's face. His hands became frantic as he tried to steady my hand. It was the first time I had ever been stung by bee. "Jiyeun-ie you have to stay still so I can help you" Chanyeol cried, he was on the verge of tears himself. The two of us ran around the park screaming at each other, "Jiyeun-ie" kris stood in front of me crossed his arms causing my to skid to a halt. "You have to let Chanyeol help you or it will just get worse" he yelled, my crying stopped as I was surprised by his stern words. I blinked innocently and let Chanyeol bandage my finger up. Kris took a step closer and grabbed my finger without warning, 'mwah' he lightly kissed the sore spot and nodded "now it will heal" the two of them smiled brightly at me and surprisingly the pain went away. I continued to think Kris had magic healing powers after that day forcing him to kiss 'boo-boo' I got.
"They're gone" I yelled as I looked across the street, Chanyeol continued to comfort Eunjee as she sobbed next to the bed. "Who's gone" Chanyeol asked, I could tell he really didn't care by the tone of his voice. "The girl" I whispered, I shut my eyes remembering what she wore, the way she looked so troubled when she was laying on the ground. "What girl" Chanyeol seemed more interested by this point. "She wore a fitting white blouse and black pants, she had a green jacket too" I continued to murmur her description out loud not knowing that they were actually listening. "Wait.....jaehoon mentioned grabbing Jiyeuns jacket as they left" Eunjee added, her voice was croaky from crying.
It then hit me.
Her expressions, the way she walked, the clothes she was wearing, the way she flicked back her hair as it blew into her face. The way i could some how 'feel' her anxiety as the man held out his hand to her as she lay on the pavement. It was Jiyeun.
I ran back to the window and grabbed the window sills, gripping at the hard. I searched the streets, running to window after window trying to find the slightest glimpse of her. "How could I be so naive" I swore at myself, Chanyeol got to his feet knowing something was up. "What's going on" he watched as I ran to her wardrobe searching for her favourite green jacket. It was gone.
"Jiyeun!! The girl I saw, with the bikers, the man healing her. It- it was Jiyeun" I shook Chanyeol by the collar of his shirt. He grabbed my hands as Eunjee grabbed at my wrist, both their eyes wide with shock and also confusion, "where is she" Eunjee cried tears flowing down her cheeks. I shook my head and ran out the room, I needed to find her. I slammed on the button to the elevator, "com' on" I couldn't stay still, Chanyeol and Eunjee were behind me yelling at me to explain. There was no time. I kicked the elevator door in frustration and ran to the stairs. I pushed the door open, the force almost knowing the door off its hinges. I jumped over the hand rails to the next flight and ran down. I could hear Eunjee and Chanyeol catching up, by now I was out of breath but I carried on. "Jiyeun" I yelled as I stood out the front of the apartment block, people gave me odd looks as I ran through the streets. "Jiyeun" I looked back to see Chanyeol and Eunjee searching through the streets too. "Over there" I yelled pointing to where the bikers last were. I ran across the road dodging traffic.
"Jiyeun" kris yelled out your name, you could hear the frustration and worry in his voice. You hugged your legs and sobbed into your knees, kris found you sitting in the corner of the barn shed. "Jiyeun-ah" his voice was soft now. You felt a weight lift off your shoulders as kris wrapped his long arms around you. The warmth of his body made your mood instantly change. "Shh~ don't worry. Nobody's mad" he whispered as he roughly your hair. You looked up at him as he continued to comfort you, he started to hum a soft tune that you mother always sang to you as you went to sleep. He rocked you back and forth resting his head on yours as the two of you swayed to his hums. "Are you sure no one is mad at me" you asked unsure about his words. Kris gasped "why would anyone be mad? Everything happens for a reason, whether you want it to or not. Everyone will eventually move on" he shrugged, he was wise for a 9 year old. The two of you stayed in the barn as he continued to hum the sweet song.
"The bikes are still here" I puffed, I looked around, the bar was quiet now as was this street. Chanyeol ran over to one of the bikes and picked up bag. "It's Jiyeuns" he said, his voice was shaky. I ran over to exam it, her purse was still in here. It was untouched. I couldn't help but wonder why they wouldn't take her money, by the looks of it she had a lot. We continued to rummage through her bag and found her phone, house keys and a small note pad and pen. There were small bits of rubbish and a rolled up piece of paper but I didn't take much interest into them.
Jiyeun's Point Of View:
"Common beautiful, gis' us a kiss" I was dragged down an alley way and ually harassed and beaten, my screams being some sort of pleasure to them. I had bruises everywhere and I could feel my eye swelling. "You disgust me" I spat at their feet as I crawled against the mucky wall. The man laughed to his friends and slapped me with almost as much force as the first few times, I flew against the concert wall smacking my head hard. My vision became blurry, everything I managed to do with ease began to become the most difficult things at this moment. "She's no fun" they began to talk amongst themselves as I crawled towards the large bin that sat just outside a back door to a restaurant or bar.
"Kill her".
I was grabbed by my hair and flung back into a large pile of old boxes and trash cans, I fell hard letting out a loud groan. One man pulled out a knife from his pocket and gradually walked towards me. I looked up to the sky taking my last look in this lifetime to be at something as beautiful as his eyes. I could hear his voice calling out my name, 'jiyeun' 'jiyeun'. I shut my eyes ready for what was about to happen next.
"Jiyeun" I opened my eyes, the pain was indescribable. As my vision began to clear I couldn't help but cry quietly. "You came" I whispered as I rested my hand on his cheek. "Jiyeun" I looked to my other side and saw Eunjee kneeling next to me, she was in absolute shock. Her face was pale and her eyes were puffed from crying and now she was at it again. "It's gonna be okay" Eunjee cried as she squeezed my hand, I couldn't help but smile as they all kneeled around me. My body became numb with warmth, their skin was glowing with perfection. Kris held my bag in his hand, his grip was so tight his knuckles became white. His expression was flat, he was not crying nor smiling. He had no emotion. "Kris" I smiled, reaching for him, he grabbed my hand almost instantly and leaned over my body, he sat me up against the wall and wrapped his long arms around my limp body. "Shh~ it's going to be okay" he began to sway back and forth as he continued to hum. My body had given up, I let all my weight onto kris, Chanyeol and Eunjee sat next to me and began humming with kris, they all sobbed as they knew there was nothing left for me but their love.
Here I lay, in the rain.
Tears begin to form as my heart finally earns your love.
My skin tingles as you hold me.
I could only wish to share the passion the two of you shared.
But I am happy to be just your friend.
The one on the side lines, cheering you on.
The one that got hurt, but died in your arms.
The one that will forever watch over you.
Me, Jiyeun..
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