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Chapter 1

Retrospect

*Flashback*

Running was all she could do. She felt undermined from the excruciating pain on her left arm and on the side of her stomach.

'I can't take this anymore,' she whispered to herself, panting hard, trying to catch a breath.

She couldn't help the poor guy who was beaten up to a pulp; his scream was piercing her ears. Just as she had found where it was coming from, the scream slowly faded. The men caught the sight of her staring at the scene, at the dark side of the alley. Her heart was racing; she lost her breath, and slowly started backing up before running on the sidewalk. Their stares were agonizingly intimidating.

A low but loud voice came up behind her as she was running.

"Shoot her!"

The men did it; they shot her. The bullet went through her side, at her back. She screamed, holding her side. She felt her feet skid for a moment, and her knees weaken, but she took control of her body as much as she could. The adrenaline was pushing her, and so she ran. They were way behind her since she pushed one of the tin cans of garbage behind her, creating a small ruckus in the middle of the silent night. They were not as fast as she thought. She found a road intersection. On her right was a park, and within her reach was a part of it full of trees. No light could be seen save for the moonlight. It took all her might to turn in a different direction hoping that they wouldn't see or hear her soft footsteps to the trees, she quietly hurried into the small forest, the moon had cascaded a soft glow beyond her.

Dropping down on her knees beside a large old tree, she managed to find a sharp object against it, a large shard of glass, she held onto it as much as she can, thinking that it would actually save her life, that maybe, just maybe, she would have a chance to live.

Much to her dismay, the crackle of leaves could be heard just a few meters away from her, she heard the man, and he was near her. Tears ran down her terrified face as she heard someone whisper meters away from her…

"Don't hide my darling; I know you're here"

The terrified girl kept still, the fear rushing through her veins, making her shudder. She silently prayed to God if it was possible that the man could give her a chance to have a quick death.

"If you ever dare to tell the cops about this…" He went on and on, slowly creeping up to her. She closed her eyes, hoping that he wasn't going to go any near her.

Until she ran again, aiming to get to the curb, but a sudden jerk pulled her back to the hideous place she had been to seconds ago, she heard a sudden snap. She felt one of her arms go numb. She was mindless of which one. Slammed on the ground, her body hit various rocks below her, she whimpered in pain. Oblivious of the warm red liquid trickling down from her stomach, and the other flow of warm liquid from her hands as she held on her weapon for dear life.

She could feel an acicular object on her neck, she instantly knew what it was and it was almost piercing her skin. A warm breath hit her right ear, and slowly whispered…

"I will find you, your family and friends"

"And maybe, save you as a dessert for myself" She instantly quivered at his touch, silent tears running down her moonlit face. The man laughed coldly into the night, caressing the side of her soft yellow coat which was drenched in blood.

She thought of a way to get out, she actually used her mind for a moment—it was inexplicable. Never would she let anyone touch her family or friends. With all her courage she suddenly held up the shard of glass, jabbed it to the side of his head. He screamed in pain and instantaneously removed his hands from her.

The innocent girl blindly ran to the street, getting far from her previous destination, she was practically dragging her feet across the ground.

She was somewhere in an unrecognizable neighborhood far from the man who threatened her. Her body collapsed on the curb, clutching her stomach, finally aware of the blood flow. She screamed:

"Do wa ju se yo!" (Help!)

She said it again, this time whispering. Her eyelids were drooping. Her body could not withstand the pain. A light flashed before her eyes, and slowly she allowed herself to drown in the light.

There was a sudden ruffle on the pristine white sheets on the bed. The four heads surrounding me popped up simultaneously as I did. Her bloodshot eyes opened with such alarm, she looked everywhere around the room, as I watched her with such intent noticing she did not recognize us. I gasped, wanting to scream out her name. The commoner slowly walked to her friend's bed, but jolted when the monitor was beeping in a sudden allegro.

She screamed "Do wa ju se yo! Do wa ju se yo!" kicking and removing the line on her nose, to my fear, she grabbed her left hand and started removing the needle that was injected to her. We ran to her in panic, and held her down. The light haired doctor from the group quickly ran outside shouting for any nurse or doctor that might hear his plead. Desperate enough, the Don Juan repeatedly pushed down on the emergency call button beside her bed. The commoner and the heir of Shinwa coaxed her; the words came, but did not reach her mind for she was still screaming in agony. I couldn't talk nor could I breathe. The sound of her voice broke my heart since I knew that I couldn't do anything to save her. I heard a faint cry, realizing it was mine. I held on to her hand, slowly kneeling down to her bed's level, leaning my head on her shoulder.

The doctors and nurses came rushing in taking control of her, the others were pushed out of the way. They begged me to step away.

"I'm sorry Mr. So, but you'd have to move from her bed"

I did not budge, not one move. I was to stay by her side through all of this mess. I promised myself that I would be here for her

"Yi Jeong." The F4's doctor reprimanded but his voice cracked upon seeing the sight of her kicking and screaming.

Feeling a cold trembling hand on my shoulder I stiffened, dusting it off. The doctor and nurses had no choice but to continue their procedure beside me. They instantly held her down again; one doctor held out a syringe and immediately injected her.

I pushed my head off her shoulder just in time to see her eyes boring into mine desperately calling out for help. Slowly her eyelids drooped down, her mouth opened as she was about to whisper something but stopped as the serum pulled her into unconsciousness to a place where her dreams would repeat and the terror would mask her happiness. I couldn't save her there, even though my mind told me it was for her best. The hold of her small hand softened as she released her clutch off my hand.

Her voice repeated in my head, she screamed for help but when her eyes met mine she pleaded for my help.

"I'm so sorry, Ga Eul-ah"

Author's note:

I've written this a few weeks ago and was contemplating if I should put it up or not because I was afraid that it was too cliché or something. I finally found the courage to put this up! haha. A great big thank you to my sister Anne Salas who beta-ed the story, it was a great big help. At least now we have something to agree on.. Yey Fanfiction sisters! lol. Also a thank you to sanityeclipse (aka Kev) who lifted my spirits up on twitter when I tweeted that I was writing this.

He told me something great will happen soon, YEYYY! *hoping it's the SL site*

anyways, please feel free to leave a review (jebaaaall? *puppy dog eyes*)
or tweet me LALEIpop on twitter for any comments and suggestions about the story, or if your just bored and would want to talk to another SoEul fan then go ahead, I'd be happy to talk with some readers :)

This author's note is getting way to long. :) See you on the next chapter