| Fan Fiction |
by Erika
______, without much said, is already asleep.
"You're right, hyung. But what can we do ? We've talked to them a million times before but most of them won't listen," Yunho asks.
I picture ______ inside my mind. Drenched, tired and injured. How she got that cut on her forehead, I shall never know. She won't talk. She just let me treat her wound and put her to bed.
All the while, she won't tell us what happened.
After I dried up, I called the others in the study room for a meeting.
"Maybe we could threaten them," Changmin suggests.
... I'm speechless.
"Changmin ..." I warn him. Luckily, he gets the message and shuts up.
"I still can't believe they would do that to an innocent 17 year old girl ..." Yoochun shakes his head.
All of us stays quiet. But I'm sure that we're all thinking about the same thing.
What's going to happen to ____ ?
"I can't bear to see her like this ..." Junsu suddenly blurts out.
"Me neither," I say.
After that, there is silence again.
I remember what she told me when we were under the rain. That she couldn't take it anymore.
I want it to stop. I want people to stop hurting her.
Out of the blue, Yunho stands up. Biting his lip, he walks over the mirror and punches it with his fist. Shards of broken glass flies across the room. Yunho's knuckles are smashed and bloody.
Instinctively, I run up to him.
"What are you doing ?!"
He proceeds to punch the mirror again but I stop him by grabbing his wrist.
"Yunho !" I growl at him.
"I ... Love her, hyung ... ! Everytime I see her cry, I feel hurt inside and I want, more than anything, to stop her from doing so. I want her to be happy ... I love her ..." Yunho closes his eyes and his words gradually becomes incoherent.
I look at his pitiful figure.
He loves her.
He loves her.
The rests, as I turn back, appears to be crying too.
"Guys ..." I start talking.
"You think I didn't see what happened between you and her at her room ?!" Yunho stands up and grabs my shirt collar with both hands. "You ... You kissed her !"
"Yunho ..."
"I want her, hyung ! You, with your freaking good looks, steal every single girl that I like ! But not this time. I need ______. You can't steal her away from me !"
"Yunho, I'm not ..."
"Don't deny it !" Changmin stands up.
I look at him. "Changmin ... You like her too ?"
"I LOVE her."
I shrug Yunho's arm off.
"You ... You kissed ____ ?" Junsu asks.
"When ?" Yoochun adds in.
I look at all of them. And finally, after a few minutes, the truth hits me on the face.
All of us like _______. ALL of us wants her.
I'm not going to compete with my band members. Usually. But for _____, this is an exception.
I got to have her.
Suddenly, the sound of a vase breaking echoes from outside the study room. Swiftly, I open the door.
_____ starts running away.
[Your POV]
Bent down and clutching the bottle of aspirin, I press my ear on the study room door.
Okay, I'm supposed to be in the kitchen right now. TO get some water to gulp down these pills but I just can't help but to eavesdrop.
Besides, they were shouting.
"I want her, hyung ! You, with your freaking good looks, steal every single girl that I like ! But not this time. I need ______. You can't steal her away from me !"
Yunho ... ?
"Yunho, I'm not ..." I hear Jaejoong say.
What are they doing in there ?
"Don't deny it !"
"Changmin ... You like her too ?"
"I LOVE her."
Yunho ... Jaejoong ... Changmin ...
Slowly, I straighten up and carefully backs away. As I continue walking backwards, I knock over a table and the vase on it drops on the floor with an earth-shattering crash.
The study room door opens. Jaejoong stares at me.
I start running.
Running along the hall, down the stairs and out of the house.
I didn't know that me living in their house can lead to this.
TVXQ fighting.
I don't want to be the reason why they're fighting. I don't want to be the one who breaks the band up.
I know I'm a coward. I'm running away from trouble again. When I should be facing it.
I'm running away a lot these days. And I'm running our of places I can run to.
Still clutching the bottle of pills in my hand, I huff and puff along the street, going to where my legs will take me.
Ever since I've lived with them, there has nothing but trouble. And I can't help but to feel guilty about it. I don't, and never did, want to be a burden to those guys. I just wanted a place to live.
I wasn't interested at them at first.
But look at me now. I kissed Kim Jaejoong twice.
What is happening ?
Everything is changing, from bad to worse, whenever I'm around.
Those stupid fangirls probably hate me now. They probably want me dead.
Well. If that's what they want.
Then fine.
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Sorry, I won't be answering the comments right now.
I'll do it tomorrow.
I'm really rushing now.
LOL :D
Sorry for the short and ... Um, boring chapter.
I'll make it more interesting tomorrow.
By the way, this fic will end soon.
And after this, I'm making my Changmin fic.
GO MAX !
<3 Erika.