Pieces of You
Description
Natalie Lee was a 19-year old living in the city of GangNam. Taking on two jobs, she made just enough to pay for herself and her grandfather's hospital bills. Although life had been rough for Natalie at a very young age due to the lack of her parents' presence, she still pushed through her hardships with hard work and determination. However, her identity, her background, and her parents' status had been a complete blur to her ever since she had been born. Little by little, she began to pick up the pieces of her true self with a help of an alluring young man. Throughout the journey of her self mapping, she finds herself slowly falling for the man beside her—even when knowing the possible horrendous outcome of their future.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: HELLO READERS! ^_^ I present to you my very first fanfic, Pieces of You! This story will be written in first person, although I will be switching back and forth from each character's point of view when necessary~ Because I am still a noob at writing, please bear with me and excuse any mistakes! u_u I also apologize in advance if this fic isn't as interesting as you thought it would be OTL. But anyways, I do hope you enjoy regardless! Please do leave a comment or some feedback letting me know what you think! Thank you! (ᵔᴥᵔ)
Foreword
My heart was hammering. My body was drenched in sweat.
There were millions of possibilities of what could happen within the next few minutes, and I was so afraid of the outcome.
Although it was pitch dark where we were hiding, I felt his eyes on me.
"Listen to me Nat," he whispered shakily as he firmly places his hands on my shoulders, "I can't guarantee of what's to come, but I know that it will never change the way I feel for you. I love you. So please, if anything happens—"
I roughly pressed my lips against his before he could finish his horrific sentence. Our tongues intertwined sloppily as I blindly reached up and grabbed ahold of a lock of his hair. Tears rolled down my cheeks only to be rubbed away by the collision of his.
I broke away for air and croaked wearily, "Don't you dare say something—"
The sound of rapid footsteps startled me quiet.
The sound grew louder and closer, and I found myself holding my breath without even consciously noticing it.
"Did you find them?"
"No, sir."
"Keep on looking. They're in here somewhere. There's no ing way—"
His footsteps neared the closet.
I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed. I prayed that they wouldn't find us. I prayed that we would be safe. I prayed for another day that potentially held a brighter future for us.
The doors swung open and light poured in, replacing the darkness around us.
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