PART 6

You can't escape. You can't run away. You're stuck, facing your worst enemy.

A stupid piece of paper, yet so valuable.

"Jung-Min, leave my house."

Dong Min bowed his head to the ground, refusing to share any eye contact in this situation. "Just go." He said, still looking on the floor. Jung-Min didn't know what to say, or what to think. She was in the middle of being kicked out of someone's house, and it will leave Dong Min alone with Ye-Jin. Jung-Min wasn't sure if she could just do that and leave. "Can Ye-Jin come with me?" she said, trying to sound as calm as she can. "No." Dong Min stepped closer. His head was up now, and he had the scariest glare Jung-Min had ever seen him do. "What's wrong with you?" Jung-Min shouted, her fingernails digging onto the piece of paper.

"Leave. Leave right now."

Jung-Min suddenly tears the paper into shreds, ripping and ripping. She threw the scattered pieces on the carpet, and looked back at Dong Min, who looked as mad as he was confused. "I am not leaving, until you tell me what that paper meant." She said, still not losing her cool. "It's nothing." Dong Min said back, almost yelling. He seemed angry, but why? Jung-Min only confronts him with what she was curious about. If he didn't want her to see those pieces of paper, why did he send her to his room? It was lying there obviously, or did he forget? Jung-Min tried to answer her own questions, but couldn't.

"It's nothing…then why are you telling me to leave?" Jung-Min asked, stepping back. "It's my house, and I said so." Dong Min suddenly bent down, and took one of the torn pieces of paper. He picked it up, and then stood back up. He held it towards Jung-Min, glaring at her. "You ripped one of my stuff." He said certainly. Jung-Min did not know what to say, but she knew he was not denying anything. Nothing she just showed him was being confirmed or denied. She was being told to leave, and that really angers her. "You said you'll help me…you were so kind. Now you're strictly asking me to go without an explanation? I know you might not like me seeing something of yours on your desk, but-"

"Get the hell out. Or you're next."

Jung-Min's eyes opened wide. She did not know what next means in his definition, but she felt threatened. "Explain to me about what was on that paper, then I'll go." She said, crossing her arms. "Jung-Min, don't make me use force. This is my house, and you're not the boss." Dong Min replied back sharply. Jung-Min gasped. She had always known Dong Min was dangerous and tough in a way, but never like this. At least, not to her. Jug-Min ducked her head, and slowly circled her way out. She went out of the room, and went downstairs to leave. Jung-Min didn't want to argue, for it'll do no good since Dong Min won't answer anything. She knew the only thing she could do is go home and think about this.

She could see Ye-Jin sitting there, spacing out in thought. Jung-Min knew that if she left, Ye-Jin might be in danger. Dong Min was known for being dangerous when he did go to school, and what she heard form Hyun. Yet, here he is so caring, so loving. What is he up to? So many questions just swirl in Jung-Min's mind as she walked to the front door to leave. "Ye-Jin." She said, turning her back to Ye-Jin's direction. "Be careful."

Ye-Jin looked at her, puzzled. But she didn't say anything. for all Ye-Jin knew, Jung-Min didn't care for her anymore, and she didn't care for Jung-Min. "Huh?" Ye-Jin asked softly, looking at Jung-Min. "Just be careful." Jung-Min repeated herself, and then ran to the front door, opening it and running out, slamming it behind her.

Ye-Jin looked at the door. Even though Jung-Min left, she still looked at the door's direction as if Jung-Min was still there. She didn't hear when Dong Min went downstairs and finally stood next to her. "Something wrong?" Dong Min asked. "No…" Ye-Jin turned to him. "How about you?" Dong Min looked at her, wondering how to respond. He knew that kicking Jung-Min out was probably going too far, especially now. He should've waited until Jung-Min told him what she knew about Pyeong An's death. She is the only one who knows what happen and why it happens. Dong Min didn't want Ye-Jin to know this though. "Nothing, everything's fine." Dong Min pulled up a chair next to her, and sat down. He smiled at Ye-Jin, but Ye-Jin did not smile back. "You're lying." She said, staring straight ahead from Dong Min's direction. "Jung-Min told me to be careful about something, but she won't tell me. What happened upstairs?"

"Ye-Jin, ignore that. That's not the issue right now."

"Dong Min, you are suppose to be honest with me!"

"Ye-Jin!" Dong Min glared at her, and Ye-Jin glared back. "Tell me." she said, slowly and calmly. Dong Min kept looking at her, wondering what he should do. "Fine." Dong Min turned around and ran upstairs and Ye-Jin followed him. "You can't tell me in the kitchen?" she asked, running up the stairs with him. Dong Min did not respond. He opened the door to his bedroom, and went inside. Ye-Jin followed in, looking around. She realized that Dong Min had stopped, and was staring at his desk. Ye-Jin looked over at the desk. It was filled with messy papers everywhere. "What's going on?" Ye-Jin asked, breaking the awkward silence.

"Ye-Jin. Get out of here."

"Huh?" Ye-Jin stepped back, wondering what was going on. "You heard me." Dong Min turned to face Ye-Jin, and Ye-Jin realized that he had tears in his eyes. "You won't trust me after I show you what I have on my desk, what those papers mean. I lost you, and it's my own fault." Ye-Jin shook her head. "No, you can't think like that. You never show me the papers, how will you know?" Ye-Jin started towards the desk, but Dong Min stepped forward, blocking her way. "Let me show you, it's more honest that way." He said quietly, and Ye-Jin nodded, surprised she finally agrees with him on something.

Dong Min reached over to his desk and took a piece of paper. He held it straight to Ye-Jin's face, making sure she could read what was on it. Ye-Jin gasped, stepping back. She didn't know what to think, for the words were right in front of her. But what is this? Was this something that she had expected from someone who claims he loves her? Ye-Jin nodded. "Looks like I can't escape from the truth. It's okay, I understand." Dong Min was breathing hard, not sure of what she meant. But Ye-Jin knew clearly what he meant, and will still trust him as much as she can. "I get it." she said softly, smiling. Dong Min looked at her. "I don't." he said, not knowing what was going on. "Those words don't change anything." Ye-Jin said, grinning widely. "Because they were not written by you."

Dong Min suddenly felt scared. Something was caught up in his throat, and his mind was racing in circles. "Why are you smiling?" Dong Min whispered, realizing he was feeling weak. "Because." Ye-Jin began.

"I trust you, and I love you. And I know for a fact, that you didn't write those." Dong Min shook his head. "I DID!" he screamed. "Who else? No one was ever allowed in my room. This is what me and Jung-Min was arguing about. Other than her, not even Hyun or Pyeong An was allowed in my room." Dong Min threw the piece of paper on the floor, feeling his heart beating fast with fear. "You didn't" Ye-Jin said. At the very moment, both Ye-Jin and Dong Min had the same thought. Ye-Jin suddenly ran out of this room, down the stairs and out the door. She ran, feeling herself crying as she hurries out. Dong Min was still in his room, on the floor crying. Dong Min realized what Ye-Jin meant, and Ye-Jin had realized Dong Min's confusion and deed. Together, they understood each other too well, too soon. It was the wrong moment, but…

On the paper, it read in big letters: I WANT YE-JIN TO DIE.

But Ye-Jin was right. Dong Min did not write that, but Dong Min himself does not know this.

They both were mentally ill.

3 years later….

"Not now…" Ye-Jin looked through her contacts for the fifth time. She really wanted to give Jung-Min a call, check on how she's doing. But it was impossible. Jung-Min passed away a month ago.

She died from drowning.

Ye-Jin couldn't stop crying. She still couldn't believe all she had been through with Jung-Min ever since when they were thirteen, all of that was gone. She was now alone, alone with no one to talk to, to help her, to be there for her. Ye-Jin wondered if this is how Jung-Min felt when she was still alive. But Jung-Min had been found dead one morning, in the water. No one knew how she had drowned, but it was on the news. Ye-Jin was almost certain it was suicide.

"Jung-Min, how could you!" Ye-Jin yelled suddenly, almost throwing a fit by herself. "Ye-Jin?" Ye-Jin stopped, and looked over at her bedroom door. "Dong Min, come in." she said softly, and Dong Min opened the door. "What's going on?" Dong Min asked, putting his arms around her. "Nothing…" Ye-Jin was feeling depressed in a way, but on the other hand, she felt warm and in comfort. Dong Min was there for her, no matter what. For so many years, he was there by her side. They faced many hard time along with Jung-Min together, but they both were happy with each other finally. "I know Jung-Min's dead, and that makes you unhappy." Dong Min said. "But you have to let it go."

For the last three years, Dong Min and Ye-Jin mentally were ill. Jung-Min realized that, and tried her best to help her friends. Even though Dong Min wasn't someone who was kind to her, he still saved her life in a way. But helping them was really hard. Soon Ye-Jin started to forget things, and that scared Dong Min. Three years had passed, and now they were eighteen. Ye-Jin realized she could actually handle herself, go through high school, and be there for Dong Min as well as Jung-Min. she had to make it, to not let anyone down. Dong Min somehow did the same. Jung-Min however, was now gone.

"I don't want this…" Ye-Jin said to Dong Min, looking at him. "We've all been through so much, and this is how it has to be? All of my friends are dead, and only you are left. Have you ever imagined what would happen now if they were all alive still? How happy we'll all be together?" Ye-Jin was holding back tears. She didn't want Dong Min to see her weak at this point. "Actually, I don't me or Jung-Min ever told you how Pyeong An died." Dong Min said, looking down on the floor. "Oh yeah." Ye-Jin had always asked, but Dong Min wouldn't say for some reason. "It's going to break your heart…but at the same time relieve you." Dong Min said, smiling thinly at Ye-Jin.

"He died for you, Ye-Jin."

"How?" Ye-Jin asked. Dong Min sighed. "He died by the same person who killed Hyun. Someone shot him." Ye-Jin was shocked. Dong Min continued. "Apparently they found out that this person went to Hyun and Pyeong An and asked for your location. But they both refused, so they both were shot." Dong Min sighed again. "I don't know who this person is." Ye-Jin suddenly gave a sad smile. "I think I know." She said. "Your dad use to be a policeman, right?" Dong Min looked at her, puzzled. "Yeah, so what?" Ye-Jin looked into his eyes, making sure he knew she was serious. "And you know he has a gun in his room, right?" Dong Min's eyes got wide. But Ye-Jin spoke for him. "You knew that, and you took the gun."

Ye-Jin suddenly kissed Dong Min on the cheek, her tears dripping down her face. Then she reached for his ear, and whispered. "You killed them in your unconsciousness."

Dong Min stood by the ocean, the ocean where Jung-Min had once tried to suicide in, or perhaps DID suicide in. She died here, after all. Dong Min looked ahead, reached into his pocket, and pulled out the gun. Perhaps Ye-Jin's theory was correct. He could have went crazy and killed Hyun and Pyeong An, but he was still confused. With Hyun it made sense, but Pyeong An it didn't. did Pyeong An Hong return, and then got shot? Nothing made sense anymore, and Dong Min knew he screwed up his own life. He took the gun, and threw as far as he could. The gun splashed in the ocean, falling down. never again Dong Min wanted to see it hurt anyone anymore, especially Ye-Jin. He was there to protect her, and that's what he'll do.

The end.