Another two months has passed and the atmosphere has changed from time. Although the happiness that young Yuri and Tiffany have been sharing together reached somewhat its peak, they're now in a state when reality's beginning to slap them.

Just only weeks ago, Tiffany has started to become sick for some unknown reason. Yuri thought it's only due to fatigue. Yet, he still had doubts if it really was the reason. He always made sure that she's not over-worked. Nonetheless, with this, he stopped working just to attend on her. However, the situation's starting to make him feel stressed out which is, undoubtedly, the first time he felt since they left home.

"Yuri-ya… Yuri-ya…" she kept on mumbling. Tiffany's currently lying down on their bed due to high fever and nausea.

"It's gonna be okay. Just take a rest." he assured as he was sitting beside her, continuously caressing his girlfriend's forehead. The look of worriment was so obvious from his eyes.

He then went downstairs to prepare soup for her. I grabbed the chance and approached him. "What happened? She's always been healthy…"

"I know…" he uttered, still obvious something else is clouding his mind.

"Hey, you're not telling me something. Spill it."

He sighed. "I don't know… I don't know if it's really my fault…"

"How can it be your fault? What did you do?"

He looked at me with obvious guilt in his eyes. "I don't know."

I looked at him in disbelief, "You are saying you don't know yet with that look on your face?!"

"I don't know what I've done!" he shouted in frustration.

I couldn't respond longer. I think it's better not to, anyway. Yet, his statement sounded too trivial for me. He didn't really mean that he didn't know what he did but more like, he didn't know if he committed a mistake. Hmm. What on Earth would it be?

After he finished preparing, he went to feed his girlfriend. Yet, the latter seemed to refuse on eating. So, then, he decided to take her to the hospital. "Fany-yah." he called. "I think it's better if we go to the hospital to help you feel better."

Yet, she eagerly refused, "No… No… I don't want to…" she said weakly. "No… I'm okay… I just need to take a rest for a while…"

"But, you've been like that for two weeks already…"

"No… I don't want them to find out where we are… Let me just take a rest here… I will get better…"

"You are really stubborn. It's not like if we go to a hospital, they'll immediately find out where we are."

"No… No…" and she continued to weakly shake her head in disagreement.

Young Yuri ended up watching the weak Tiffany sleep uncomfortably due to the pain she was suffering from. Depression has become more obvious on consuming his mind.

He hates it when he's seeing her suffer. And, that's definitely a thing that I can never bear too.

*---"Yuri…"---*

Who was that…?

It sounded like the voice didn't come from this World… It sounded so distant, yet, it was too audible for me…

*---"Yuri…"---*

Who are you…?

*---"Yuri… You… You have to wake up…"---*

T-Taeyeon…?

*---"Yuri… You have to get back…"---*

B-but… No… I can't come back yet… I can't… I have to see what really happened… I have to see it…

It was then because of the calling that everything in this World I'm in has started to get vague.

My mind couldn't really comprehend the events that happened next. All I can identify was when the young me approached the Walters for help. The moment somehow skipped to after they took Tiffany back from the hospital after the check-up.

Now, based from what I see… Mr. and Mrs. Walter has been scolding the young me. They looked somewhat disappointed of the situation. And, it just so happens, the young me was only silent with his head lowered down as if he's really guilty of what the Walters have been scolding him to.

"You two are still too young!" Mr. Walter shouted. "How could you be so reckless, Yul?!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Walter..."

Mrs. Walter then sighed deeply as she snapped on her husband, "If only we took them in our home from the very beginning this wouldn't happen."

Mr. Walter closed his eyes as he massaged his temples. "It's better late than never, then. We better have them live here with us." He then looked at Yuri. "Or do you prefer us taking you to your parents, instead?"

"N-no!" he eagerly answered. "Please, Mr. and Mrs. Walter, let us live with you instead."

Mr. Walter sighed loudly, "Let's fetch all your things, then. Come." He went out of the house.

Yuri then went near to young Tiffany who was lying down in the living room's sofa. She was not asleep the whole time and was just weakly listening over the conversation of the three. "We'll be back soon, okay? Please take a rest well."

"Okay..." she said weakly.

He then leaned and kissed his girlfriend's forehead. Afterwards, he went out and followed Mr. Walter to the latter's truck. Again, throughout the whole time, Mr. Walter has been scolding the kid. After they packed everything at the back of the truck. The old man asked him, "So, what are you gonna do if Fany cannot handle it?"

"I uhhh-- I don't know..."

The old man sighed loudly again. "You better decide right away, son. It's her life that is at stake here." He then went ahead and rode the truck.

I quickly asked him, "Kid, what's going on? Is Stephanie okay?" However, I didn't get a response from him. He just ignored me and went back to the truck.

It was then that I felt my head was starting to get hurt so badly. I couldn't really recognize enough everything that's going on. Everything started to flash on me in fast pace and were so vague.

As the two went back, there was already fire at one side of the house. Mrs. Walter screamed then afterwards, we heard a gun shot. The two rushed inside. There was a strange hooded figure, more likely a woman, grabbing Tiffany on her neck. On the other hand, Mrs. Walter was already down on the ground and seemed lifeless. Mr. Walter attended to his wife quickly.

Yuri was already in panic. He tried to tackle down the stranger, yet, instead, the woman pushed him away, making him stumble on the side table with his back hitting its corner. He groaned in pain.

Mr. Walter then rushed to attack the woman. However, she was too quick enough to notice the movement that she fired her handgun again. Mr. Walter stumbled on the ground. She fired a shot on the old man again, making sure that she ended the poor old man's life successfully.

When the stranger was too occupied on the two Walters, Yuri stood up and quickly tackled the woman with all of his might. The stranger stumbled on the ground. He rushed towards Tiffany and helped her get up. He then kicked the gun towards the fire. Then, he carried Tiffany on his back and tried to get out of the burning house. The strange woman, however, grabbed his foot making the two youngsters stumble on the floor. "Fany-yah, run!" he shouted as he was struggling on the stranger's grasp.

"No, I will not leave you!"

"I said, RUN!" The stranger was now strangling his neck. "Run!" he still uttered weakly.

She was already crying. Despite her hesitation, she ran out of the house. The stranger cursed under her breath. And that's when he realized she got distracted that, he successfully removed himself from the former's grasp. He kicked her on the torso and she groaned in pain. He then ran out of the house.

The whole structure was almost completely burning. He tried his best to run away from the house. Yet, all of a sudden, the woman threw a piece of broken and burning wood and hit him on his back. He stumbled again on the ground. He screamed in pain of the burnt that was inflicted by the wood on his lower leg.

The woman then pulled out a knife that was strapped from her leg and was about to approach him. Tiffany suddenly came out of hiding and tackled the woman. She failed, however, and the woman pushed her towards him. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around her as the stranger was about to approach them. "Kill me instead! Just leave her alone!"

The stranger mocked a laugh, "Oh none of you will get out of here alive!"

"Yuri-yah. Yuri-yah." Tiffany continuously uttered his name as she embraced him tightly. They were both crying. "I love you." They both whispered to each other. They both shut their eyes.

All of sudden, the stranger screamed in pain. They both opened their eyes and saw the woman was hit by the fallen large wood from the second floor's balcony. She was struggling to get out of the fire. Her eyes were blood shot. She forwarded her hands. It was like she was still trying to get a hold of the two.

"Let's go!" Yuri shouted as he got up and helped out his girlfriend. They both ran farther away from the vicinity and to the parked truck. Good thing, Yuri knew how to drive. Yet, he was struggling on it. His legs aren't long enough to maneuver the truck smoothly.

The two argued on to whether they should head for the police station. Yuri wanted to go while his girlfriend insisted they should not to. The same as always, she never want anyone to know of their whereabouts. She was too afraid of their parents finding out where they are. Yuri just agreed in defeat. Yet, he warned her of the consequence of them to be targeted by the police afterwards because of the incident.

They traveled for days. Yuri was aimlessly driving the vehicle to nowhere. For him, for its as long as it's far away from the place of incident. Nonetheless, judging from the miles they have traveled so far, they have arrived to another state of the country. They did have a conversation about who the stranger was once. Tiffany couldn't remember the face of the strange woman though. She just said when the stranger came, she never uttered a word. All she just remember was the wicked laugh the stranger sent out when she arrived at the Walter residence. Reminiscing the scene only makes Tiffany's condition to get worse though. So then, Yuri decided not to open up the topic ever again.

It was already afternoon when Yuri decided to pull a stop at a gasoline station. Luckily, there was an inn beside it. They decided to just spend the night there. Yuri successfully tricked the inn attendant of their age. Though, he's a little bit short for his height, he could still be mistaken as an eighteen-year old man. The attendant was hesitant to accept the two, firstly, but then, in the end, he tricked her successfully which probably due to his matured manner of speaking. Not to mention, his voice became a bit hoarse too. I guess it was due to the fire happened.

They occupied one room at the first floor. Without a word, Tiffany just laid on the bed. She looked still weak. Yuri just stared at her for a bit. Afterwards, he sighed and sat beside her. "Fany-yah, you better get a warm bath first and change to comfortable clothes. You might get sick."

"I already am sick. I just want to sleep now."

"Your condition will just get worsen if you don't." Yet, he didn't get a response from her anymore. He just sighed in defeat. He helped her take off her shoes and her sweater. He then decided to massage her whole body with a warm towel. There were no more boundaries between them as he even helped her change to comfortable clothes.

It looked a bit helpful, though, as Tiffany now looked somewhat more relaxed compared earlier. After she completely drifted off to sleep, Yuri decided it's his turn for a warm bath. He went inside the bathroom and took one, not even bothered to utter a single sound. Afterwards, as he was done and came out, I tried to approach him and initiated a conversation. Yet, he was still ignoring me. He just sat down on the nearby couch and continued to watch over his girlfriend. He still wear the same look in his eyes for the past few days. Sad, depressed, regretful eyes... a tear even escaped yet, he quickly wiped it off and tried his best to calm his emotions down.

He then decided to sat beside his girlfriend. He leaned his back at the bed frame then, he caressed his girlfriend's hair.

"Yuri-yah..." she uttered weakly.

"Yeah?"

"Why do you love me?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"Why do you love me...?" she repeated, ignoring his rebut.

"Fany-yah, I just do. It's not questionable by why, okay."

"Why do you love me...?" she still uttered in question.

He sighed deeply.

"I'm always weak... I always rely on you... I can never even stand on my two feet on my own..."

"Fany-yah..."

"I always need help from someone else... especially you..."

"Stop it, please..."

"I am useless..."

"You are not."

"So, why...? Why do you still choose to love me...?"

"..."

"I am just a burden to you."

"You're never a burden to me."

Tears started to escape from her eyes. "You're just saying that. Admit it."

"You're not a burden. Stop thinking non-sense things. Just take a rest, okay? You're just feeling sick."

"Yuri-yah..." She then sobbed.

Yuri consoled her. He made her lie on his arm. "Please stop crying." he whispered to her ear.

"I'm sorry..." she said weakly.

"What are you sorry for...?"

"I'm sorry for being so weak... I'm sorry for always being so weak..."

"I should be the one to apologize. It's all because of me you're suffering like this..."

She shook her head. "No... No... It's my fault." She embraced him tightly. "I'm not strong enough to make you happy."

"Hey, don't blame yourself."

"I couldn't be strong enough for you." She uttered and she sobbed harder. "I'm sorry I'm weak, Yuri-yah..." she uttered continuously. Yuri couldn't anymore respond. Tears only escaped from his eyes. He, too, is blaming his own self for what's going on with Tiffany. He was trying to be strong for her. Yet, now, he could no longer calm himself down and just cried as he continued to ha