How the hell will I be able to escape from this place?

It seems there's no other possible way… Should I just end my life now?

But, for freaking real, how on Earth did Tiffany get in here?!

"Who was it, Yuri?" Jessica asked.

"Tiffany."

"WHAT?!" Jessica and Yoong bolted up in horror then went near me. "Why is she here?" he asked.

"You two are the only people who knew this place, you should know why!"

Sica the responded, "Trust me, Yuri. I never told her anything about your whereabouts."

"Yeah, me neither." Yoong seconded as he raised his hand.

"Damn it. Then how did she know about this place?!"

"Maybe she finally found out about it herself. You know, my bestie is quite intelligent. She's just not showing it most of the time." she answered.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang again.  "Jessica?"

Sica's expression went in horror, "Oh my goodness!" Now it's clear. Tiffany might have tailed Jessica so she gotten in here.

I pulled my hair in frustration, "God damn it. You two, look what you've done?! Arrghhh-"

Yoong then snapped, "Relax, hyung, we can still fix this."

"Relax?! For freaking hell, Tiffany's out there, just a door away. How do you expect me to calm down?!"

"Relax or she might hear you! I'll find a way to lure her out so stop panicking!"

"Right, you should be the one finding a way to fix this mess because this is both your fault! If you two just told them about your pesky secret relationship from the start and stayed out from my hiding, this wouldn't happen at all!"

"What's wrong, appa?" Sunkyu snapped as he came out of his room, rubbing his eyes. "What happened?"

"Get ready. We're leaving this place."

"Huh?"

"Just go get yourself ready!"

Sunkyu then pouted in defeat and abide my order. I redirected to the two, "Both of you, find us a way out of here. The last thing I want now is for Tiffany to see me."

"Roger that." they both mocked.

I quickly headed for Sunkyu's bedroom and packed up all his things on suitcases. Afterwards, I cleared out everything that might resemble us both in the living room, dining, and anywhere else. "There. All set and done."

Yoong then nodded, "Good because we're letting her in now."

"Wh-what?"

"What do you mean what, hyung?"

"You're letting her in?! Y-you're g-gonna t-talk to her here?!"

"Then what's your packing up is for?"

"I'm packing up to escape from here!"

"Oh yeah? Then how will you escape? Jumping out of the balcony?" Sica asked back.

"Well--- I was thinking of climbing down..."

"Very feasible, Kwon, very feasible." and she looked at me mockingly while nodding.

"Oh just shut up and fix this!"

"Then, go hide in your room!" Yoong grabbed my arm and Sunkyu's then led us to my bedroom to lock us up. After a bit, Sica came in, "Before I forget." she put a big plastic bag full of snacks, fruits, and crackers. Yoong then followed behind and placed three-liter bottles of water.

"What's this?! Your plan is for me and Sunkyu to have picnic in my room?!"

She responded, "Stop panicking, will ya? I'm sure enough it will really take a while for us to convince Tiffany to leave. So, we're taking precautions of maybe you two will starve there to death."

I sighed in defeat, "Fine."

"Now, don't ever come out until I told you so, hyung." Yoong said and shut the door.

"Appa, umma's there outside?" Sunkyu asked with his eyes about to tear up.

"Y-yeah..."

He looked down, "I want to see her..."

I knelt down and rested my hands on his shoulders. "You know you can't... I want to see her too but I also can't."

"Can I at least take a peek?"

Hmm. That isn't a bad idea. "Okay."

I stood up then slightly opened the door and peeked. Sunkyu situated himself below me to take a good look at the living room too. Good thing, the angle of the view from my room is fair enough to see everything outside.

Apparently, Jessica was standing near the front door, taking lots of deep breath. Yoong, on the other hand, was sitting on the couch and started to play with my video game console. Seriously, is that even a part of the plan?

"Jessica!" Tiffany shouted again and repeatedly pressed the doorbell. I can really do feel the anger from her voice this time.

Sica took one last deep breath then opened the door slowly. Yet, Fany quickly pushed it widely opened. "Finally, you decided to open this god damn door!" Tiffany shouted.

"Look. I'm sorry okay. We were busy playing uhh-- a game earlier and we didn't notice you ringing the doorbell." Sica said in defense.

"Oh." And she quickly returned to normal from her fury state. "I see..."

"Jessica, who is it?" Yoong asked while busily playing a video game. With that, he successfully got Fany's attention. The latter looked too startled then shouted in disbelief and in fury again, "YOONG?!"

He paused the game then stood up, "Oh-- h-hi noona."

She went near him still looking so pissed, "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!"

"I-- uhh-- I---"

"I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!"

Sica then butted, "Look bestie, let me explain--"

Yoong cut her in, "I'm sorry, noona, I didn't mean to l---"

"YOU DYED YOUR HAIR BLONDE?!"

"I'm so--- huh?"

"YOU FREAKING DYED YOU HAIR BLONDE?! HOW COULD YOU?!"

"Uhhh---" they both uttered while staring back at Fany in a total shock state. Even I was shocked too. Well, I forgot to ask Yoong the same thing.

Tiffany continued on her rant, "Yoong. Black, dark brown, or whatever dark much, much looks better on you. How could you dye your hair blonde?! And even ash blonde?! You've got to be freaking kidding me! You. Looked. Like. An. OLD DUDE!"

"I uhh- I'm sorry, noona. I-- thought it will uhh-- look good on me."

"And it's not. Turn it back to darker shade or whatever. Please, I'm begging you!"

"R-right. I'm sorry." he said and scratched his head in confusion.

Sica then pushed her lightly, "So, why don't you go have a seat first, bestie."

"Oh thank you." She complied and sat on the couch. "You know, I've been standing there for more than thirty minutes already. It's so exhausting."

"Do you want something to eat or drink?" Sica offered.

"Oh just water will be enough."

"Water coming right up!" Yoong shouted and headed for the kitchen.

Sica then sat on the other couch and stared anxiously at Tiffany. The latter, on the other hand, started to wander her eyes around the place. "This is a nice place."

"Yeah."

"And so clean too."

"Yup."

"So, is this place yours?"