Jessica POV

If I thought Donghae would not keep his word, I was totally wrong. I was on the second day of my conviction and it was like a Chinese torture. I could barely talk to Jadyn; I could barely be with my friends.

I let the days went by waiting for... what? What was I expecting? It was clear to me that the punishment wouldn’t be rise and Taeyeon couldn’t be protecting me all the time because she has to run a police station and she was covered with work. Still, she was the only one at home that was supporting me.

That night I struggled to sleep. It wasn’t even the one in the morning, when I was preparing to spend a long sleepless night. I breathed deeply, I tucked me in and closed my eyes trying to sleep. But instead a thought came to my mind: it was Thursday and a terrific weekend approached.

This Saturday it’s going to be the inauguration of the Art Gallery of my sister. That meant a morning of shopping with my mother and her harpy’s friends, and a beauty session for more than four hours. On Sunday we go to church (by request of my mother, who wanted to clear her conscience, so hypocritical) and then we’ll go to Busan, the village where my dull aunt (my mother's sister) and his awkward living (though I lined) husband. They were the parents of Hyomin, my sister's lover.

Come on, a weekend so infuriating that itching was entering me. Suddenly, the sound of my phone startled me so that I almost fell out of bed. I took it as I could and saw on the screen a number that did not know. Maybe it was Hyuna, wanting to talk to me at last.

—Yes? —I asked.

—The night is cool, but nice. Clear skies and disturbing insomnia.

Jadyn's voice sounded playful and excited. I held a little cry of joy and nerves, and smiled leading my hand to my chest to keep the heart in place. I ran the risk of heart attack.

—How did you know I have insomnia?

—Well, you've only taken three seconds to answer.

—How did you get my phone number?

—Nicole.

I should have guessed.

—How's the punishment going? —Then she got more serious.

I sighed. I had told them that I couldn’t go out because my parents had punished me for face them. Jadyn knew I was lying; actually, the whole group realized I was lying, except for Key and Jonghyun who seemed to be abducted.

—I’m coping it.

—Liar.

—All right... I'm like , but what do you care.

I squinted nervously awaiting their reply.

—I care, you know? I'm having a hard time. —I knew she was exaggerating. I began to know the voice she has when she intended to joke—. Who do I bother now?

—.

—Yes? Well, goodbye.

She hung up leaving me with my mouth open. I gave a nervous grin, I couldn’t believe she had hung up for calling her an . She must be used to, I kept calling her that.

I swallowed and I ruffled my hair before the mobile rang again. It was the same number.

I picked willing to insult and hung up before she could reply. But I had no chance to speak.

—Would you run away?

—What?

Running away with her! Wow, she had it bad, and we had not even kissed, indeed, we had only a couple of days talking like civilized people.

—Would you come with me now?

—First, you hang up on me and now you’re asking me to run away with you?

—I has only been a joke. —She laughed, but also felt somewhat nervous—. You'll be back before they wake up, I promise.

There was no need to convince me, I had accepted from the first moment.

—All right, where are we going?

—That I'm not going to say. You'll have to trust me.

I looked around, I got out of bed and grabbed a pair of jeans as I balanced with the phone between my shoulder and cheek.

—All right, where do we meet?

—I'm at your home, in the back door. You have five minutes maximum to be able to escape without being seen by the guard

  I hung up and began to dress. It didn’t even give me time to get nervous because Jadyn had come to my house to be with me. I just wanted to meet her as soon as possible.

Jadyn POV

She approached the fence and put a foot on it before pulling herself and begin to climb. She wore tight jeans, a shirt and a white jacket that covered her neck. I grabbed her waist and helped her jump. Although she didn’t need my help, she was very agile.

We ran to the Bugatti and we bend until the guards passed by. I couldn’t boot, they could discover us.

Jessica smiled and I caught hectic. I covered to stop her laughter to sound, she bit me.

—You'll be...

Now it was her who covered my mouth. She smiled with hair on her face; she was beautiful.

The guards left and I pulled the car out of there in a hurry.

I still couldn’t believe I was there with her in my car. I had gone to her house and I had helped her escape. I had never done anything like this; I was excited.

Where were we going? I wanted to take her to a place that nobody knew. That was my hiding place, my refuge, but, without knowing why, I needed to share it with her.

I had the urge to smoke. I lit a cigarette watching th