I think I might start making Eunhee ier.

Everybody agree?

 

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~Your POV~

"Let's get out of here," Changmin said.

I peeked out the door through the crack.

This day is just getting worse.

Jaejoong grabbed my hand and squeezed it once.

"If you don't make it out of here alive..." he whispered.

"I will. And so will you," I assured him.

I stood up and they followed.

"Let's go," Changmin mouthed.

I made my way to the door.

There were screams and shouts of panic.

"Call the police!"

"Omo. We're all going to die!"

"Go!"

I turned and motioned for them to wait.

Jaejoong grabbed my arm.

Don't go, his eyes seemed to beg.

"I'll be ok," I told him, faking a calm tone.

He nodded reluctantly.

I turned my attention back to the hallway.

There were two criminals occupying it.

They snapped up, startled.

Oh, .

I recognized one of them from St. Philip's.

You are going down this time sir.

Before they even reacted, I had one rolling down the stairs and the other unconscious.

Changmin and Jaejoong made their way towards me as I searched for a safe way down.

I winced as they motioned for me to go to the fire escape.

Last time I went down the fire escape...

I shuddered.

"No," I shook my head at them and ignored their complaints as I ran down the stairs.

There were no footsteps following me.

I guess I'm on my own.

 

~Jaejoong's POV~

I followed Changmin hesitantly.

____________ is all by herself down there.

All alone...

I imagined her getting surrounded by a bunch of creepy rapists.

But then again...

She can probably kick .

Looks can be so deceiving.

I went abour three steps into the fire escape.

Why can't I leave ____________?

I know she's fine.

But what if she's not?

Shut up Jaejoong.

I went two more steps.

But...

SHUT UP.

Changmin was ahead of me by a lot now.

Ugh.

Why am I like this?

 

~Changmin's POV~

I could hear Jaejoong's slow steps behind me.

I turned around and he wasn't there.

Aish.

I knew it.

He really does love __________.

I sighed and kept walking.

Somebody ran in front of me.

His face was masked.

A criminal.

He lashed out at me but I twisted his arm and he gasped in pain.

I landed a punch on neck.

Unconscious.

He looked vaguely familiar.

I went closer for a better look.

Isn't he one of the guys I fought in St. Philip's?

I shivered at the memory of the old ragged building and Jaejoong's horrified face when __________ fell.

Stepping over the limp body, I exited the building.

That _________.

She could have just came to the fire escape instead of being hard-headed and going the dangerous way.

Worse, she dragged Jaejoong with her too.

I scratched my head, puzzled.

There isn't one reason I could think of that would prevent her from going through the fire escape.

Was she...

Just stubborn?

Claustrophobic?

Scared of tight spaces?

Wait no. That's claustrophobic.

I punched in some letters on my phone.

I'm going back to the Department.

There was no reply from Jaejoong.

Well of course.

I called a taxi and sped away.

 

~Your POV~

I had brought down six.

About twenty more to go.

"Who's next?" I taunted.

They all came charging at me.

Oh, curse my big mouth.

I struck three on the neck and dodged about ten punches and kicks.

Maybe the fire escape wasn't such a bad idea.

It's too late for that now.

Suddenly, I saw a tall figure come up beind me.

Jaejoong?

What is he doing here?

I felt a sharp pain in my leg.

Aish.

I got so distracted by Jaejoong, someone actually managed to use a knife on me.

No big deal, I convinced myself. It's only a leg.

I kicked the guy that stabbed me with my good leg.

Man. He's the guy that stabbed me last time at St. Philip's too.

"We meet again," he snarled.

I smirked and used his own weapon against him.

"Feel my pain," I replied in such a tone, I didn't even recognize my own voice.

A few of the guys tried to come up behind me, but Jaejoong had my back.

"At least I'm not a loser like you," he rasped.

I narrowed my eyes.

"What did you just say?" I challenged.

"You left something," there was a plint of amusement in his eye.

I cursed under my breath.

Stupid.

I landed one last punch on his grinning face before taking off up the stairs.

Pretty boy won't be grinning now, I smiled to myself.

"Where are you going?" Jaejoong yelled.

I wanted to stop and explain, but I was out of time.

I had made it to my office.

A guy dressed in black was already disappearing out the window.

He must have heard me coming.

I searched the room and my gaze rested on the computer.

I stared after that guy dressed in black.

"What's wrong?" Jaejoong panted.

"The camera," I replied, sunken.

"What about it?" he asked.

"It's gone."

 

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So where's the camera? (:

Thanks for all those comments!