| Fan Fiction |
by Erika
To where ?
The playground. The playground which I found with Yoochun. The same playground in my dreams.
Desperately gasping for air, I struggle to the swings, sit on it and lean my head on the metal chains.
I feel like crying but I just can't do it. I just can't cry anymore.
Instead, I finger the cap of the bottle I'm holding.
Maybe committing suicide is not the answer to everything but for my case, it is. Me being vanished from the face of Earth is not the only the solution to my problems, but to the guys' too.
If I'm gone, maybe, they'll forget about me.
Maybe, they'll stop fighting.
And, I won't have to run away from those fangirls anymore.
Yes, I'm going to do it.
[Jaejoong's POV]
"______ !" I call after her, but without as much as a backward glance, she continues running.
"_______ ! Stop !" No matter how hard I try, I can't move. I stay at the study room door, paralysed with confusion and pain. The rest, after wiping away their tears, have already gathered at the door, gaping at ______.
She runs out of the house and in her right hand, I notice that she's clutching something.
"Hyung ! Follow her !" Changmin pushes me out of the way.
I stand where I am, clueless on what to do next.
"JAEJOONG ! What are you doing ?!" Yoochun yells.
"She ... She heard ..." I say, finally finding my voice.
"Heard what ?" Junsu asks.
"Everything," I look at him.
"We have to follow her !" Yunho growls.
_____ ...
Finally, snapping back to reality, I tear down the stairs, out of the house and into the street.
The rests follows.
Looking both ways, I try to figure out which direction she ran to.
"Crap," I curse under my breath.
Suddenly, something glinting on the floor catches my eye. I walk towards it and bend down to pick it up.
A silver necklace with a butterfly charm. _______'s necklace.
"Hey, that's _____'s necklace ..." Yunho comes up to me and says.
Duh.
"WHERE IS SHE ?!" I shout to the sky.
"Let's see. Where would she go when she's depressed ... ?" Yoochun starts thinking. All of us waits for him to come up with an answer. ANY answer.
Then, Yoochun snaps his fingers.
"The playground !"
"What playground ?" Yunho and I asks him.
But, without answering, Yoochun starts running. All of us follow him.
I hold the necklace in my left hand. It's already getting dark and the streetlamps aren't all that bright.
My heart is thumping fast against my chest. My hands grow clammy as Yoochun weaves in and out of the street. I hope he knows where he's going.
Abruptly, Yoochun stops.
Sure enough, a deserted and old-looking playground is right in front of us. No one is there.
Except for a figure sitting on the swings.
Immediately, the 5 of us run to the swings.
_______ looks up from the bottle of pills.
[Your POV]
Taking a deep breath, and telling myself that if I do it fast, it will be over soon, I unscrew the bottle cap and once it's out, throw it away.
Carefully, I shake out half of the pills from the bottle, and onto my hand.
Suddenly, I hear footsteps coming towards me.
I look up.
Jaejoong, Yunho, Changmin, Junsu and Yoochun are standing in front of me.
I clutch the pills, hiding it from their view.
Unfortunately, Jaejoong's gaze travels down to the half-empty bottle on my hand. He steps forward.
"_____ ..."
"Jaejoong, don't ..." I mutter to him.
"Don't do it, ______. Don't ..." He mumbles back. The others stand behind him, looking utterly petrified.
"I have to. It'll make things better ..." Silently, a tear splashes on my hand, telling me, obviously, that I'm crying.
"It won't, _____. Please, _____, don't !" Jaejoong continues.
I look down and shake my head. "All of you are fighting because of me ..."
"That's because we love you !" Jaejoong says.
"That's what I'm afraid of. If even ONE of you likes me, those girls will go after my life. I just want a normal life, not one where I have to run away from people I don't even know ..."
"If that's what you're worried about, then that's stupid."
I flash him a sad smile. "Stupid as it sounds, it's true. And ending my damn life is the only solution."
"WHY ?!" Jaejoong steps closer and the others flinch at the sound of his voice echoing through the whole playground.
As I said before, Jaejoong seldom raises his voice to anyone.
"Because I'm tired of running away !" I shout back, standing up from the swing.
"Then don't ..."
"I ... Can't ..."
"Is there any other solution ?!" Jaejoong asks me. I notice his eyes are tearing up.
I look away.
"There is ..." My vision grows blurry. "You have to forget about me. Pretend that I never existed. I'll move out of the house and never talk to all of you ever again."
It's painful just thinking about it.
"But ..."
I look at Jaejoong and my gaze falls on my necklace on his hand.
"It's the only way ..."
The other four starts hiding their eyes. They're crying ...
And I'm the reason why.
I swallow hard.
"From now on, _____ is a stranger to the 5 of you. You don't know me. And I don't know you ... I promise I won't kill myself if you all promise me one thing ..." I stare at Jaejoong's face, trying hard not to burst into tears again.
Jaejoong ...
"W-w-what ... ?" Yunho's voice falters.
"You all have to forget about me."
Changmin closes his eyes. Yoochun's tears starts falling down and Junsu looks away. Yunho's fists are clench; he refuses to cry.
Jaejoong ... Jaejoong's ... Crying.
I walk up to him, reach out for his left hand and grab the necklace. Without a word, I clasp it around his neck.
"It's yours now ..."
All of them stand there.
I start walking away. Walking away from them, to another life.
Another life where TVXQ is just a famous band. Nothing more.
I stop walking for a minute and look back at the guys. The four of them are crowding around Jaejoong, who is on the floor.
There's one thing I've forgotten to tell him.
"I love you, hyung ..."
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Hang on. This isn't the end yet.
I think I have one or two more chapters to do.
And then, it's Changmin time :D
Sorry, I won't be answering the comments here.
All I want to say is THANK YOU to all my readers.
Who are all funny.
:] Ily all.
<3 Erika.