2015.12.01, 07:45 A.M.
DEAD DAYS (MoonSun)07:45 A.M.
Tuesday, 1st December 2015.
Jung Whee-In's POV
"Watch your back, they're behind you." I immediately clenched my fists at the sudden revelation. My limbs began to tremble. I hyperventilated whenever I got panic attacks. "We're stuck. They got us on both sides." Their short talk made me hyperventilate more. I can't lose her too. I don't want to live alone. "Soo, I, Soo," I mumbled incoherently into the phone. I love her. I wanted to say them - the words I never told her.
My tears fell again. They cried all of a sudden and the growls mixed in soon after. I know what they run from, but I can't do anything. There were merely statics left at last. The terrible silence was broken by her flimsy voice. "Just forget me, go to Anyang," she said to me in between dry coughs before the call ended with the familiar provoking dial tone. She's dying and still, I can't do anything. I felt so helpless by now.
To Be Continued
for this story, especially short ones, so I will edit
them later by combining them wherever I see fit.
Thank you for the supports. I really appreciate you. You rock!
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