I sat down beside Tiffany and was about to speak when there was a knock at the door. It opened soon after and in walked one of the policemen that helped to subdue Jessica. He had with him a notepad and a pen and I knew he wanted to bring up everything that just happened.

"Officer...don't you think Tiffany has been through enough for one night?" I asked. "Maybe come back tomorrow? She's exhausted"

I could see he was battling with his decision but ultimately let his professionalism win over his heart. "I'm sorry, but I need to get statements from both of you if Miss Jung is going to stay arrested"

"What?" I questioned, my voice raised just slightly. "What do you mean if? We got her on tape admitting what she did to Tiffany!"

"Yes, she admitted something that originally had not been reported. Right now all we have is that phone, Miss Jung's threat and confession as we took her out and your word. We have yet to look through the hospital documents but we need to get all the evidence we can." He gave a small smile and then took a seat opposite my girlfriend.

She told him everything, everything that had been said, everything that had been done...It was hard to relive those moments for me personally, I couldn't imagine what was going on in her head. I could see she was trying to stay calm, keep her voice steady which failed her a few times but she pulled through.

I also noticed she didn't say anything about 'Sooyeon', just Jessica. I hadn't recorded that bit of the conversation so I guess she felt there was no need to bring up the past.

I was then called and asked about how I found Tiffany that night with Jessica smothering and drowning her. He wanted a lot of details and again, it was so hard describing how I thought my loved one was going to die...how she wasn't breathing properly. A tender hand on mine helped me through it and I flashed a smile at her. Even with tear stained cheeks and dark eye bags, she was still so damn beautiful.

Finally, he left. He told us that we had helped him a lot and that Jessica would be sure to get sent down for this. That made us both heave a sigh of relief and once the door closed, I turned to her.

"You did well baby" I smiled and leaned in to kiss her forehead, she liked that.

"Is it over?" She whispered, holding onto my hand tightly.

"It's over. " I replied. It had to be...right?

...

"Alright Miss Hwang" a doctor smiled once he had finished reading through Tiffany's chart. "Looks like you can go home today"

"Really?" The eyesmile on her face was stunning as always but I also detected nervousness. I knew that being in that bedroom would be tough for her even though she didn't remember much of what happened. I hoped she could pull through though as I didn't have the money right now to move us into a new place. It seemed she knew what I was thinking because as soon as the doctor left, she held my head in her hands and waited for me to look up at her.
"Taeyeon I'm fine"

"Well I...I'm not so sure about that" I replied and pulled one of her hands from my face to kiss her wrist. " I want to take you away for a while but I need to make up my shifts at work." I sighed. "I'm sorry"

"Don't you ever say sorry to me for having to work. You're supporting both of us and I'm the one that should say sorry. I should look for a job to..."

I cut her off with a kiss. "Don't be stupid, yes you'll have to get one eventually but come on Tiffany...you've improved a lot but there's work still to be done. Plus you've only just been discharged from hospital," I gave her a playful roll of my eyes and she pouted.

She tried to speak again but I wouldn't allow it, I pulled her into a tender kiss and could literally feel the heat waft off of her...she was healthy now but she wasn't going to be doing anything strenuous for a while. Though it would be hard for both of us (before coming to hospital I had to resort to going to the bathroom every night as we still weren't entirely intimate with each other...she hadn't y'know, done it to me.)

Not that she's selfish, I enjoyed letting her feel pleasure...but masturbation can get a little bothersome, especially when a gorgeous girl was lying in the same bed next to me. I think she was just nervous, she didn't know what to do and sometimes... I heard her watching something on the computer.

Even though it was a private thing, as I was walking past the slightly open bedroom door, I saw her studying the movements that two girls were making on each other. I'm sorry but I found that adorable, especially when she lifted her hands and tried to do the same on a teddy bear. She was trying, and that was good enough for me.

I had the urge to say 'welcome home' when I opened the front door but decided against it. She smiled nonetheless and I led her still weak body over to the sofa. She had lost weight in hospital as she didn't like the food served there, I had tried to sneak in some things but I couldn't bring in a whole dinner. That was my first order of business, making her something...whatever she wanted.

Surprisingly, she said she fancied takeout so I called up and had them deliver some food to us.

"Alright missy, here you go" I smiled and handed over her plate with chopsticks once it had arrived. She ate just like she had when I first took her in, ravenously. I felt like a bad girlfriend...

Anyway once we finished our food, we settled down to watch a movie. I had brought a spare duvet out and covered us with it while we snacked on some candy and snuggled up together. It was the perfect night really, it was so good to have her back home. Even though I had never left her side at the hospital, I couldn't help thinking about how empty the house would have been without her.

"Tae?" She asked in the middle of the movie

"Mm?" I replied, still involved in the plot and my thoughts.

"I want to meet your family" she said before giving a sigh. I looked at her and saw she was nervous. "I know you said they would like me...but what if they don't approve of me? Being from an orphanage and..."

"How many times have I told you to shut up today?" I smirked. "Well I'm asking you to do it again" she gave a tired smile and leaned back into me so she was resting against my body. "Listen, my parents aren't judgemental, I've told you what they don't like which is stuff thrown in their face but you're sweet and adorable and they'll love you. Especially Hayeon, like you she's always wanted a girly sister. I was never the type to sit down and let her ruin my face, maybe you can be her new test subject"

I watched as her small smile turned into a laugh, something I relished in hearing again.

"You're not meeting them as Tiffany the homeless girl" I said as I ran my hand through her hair. "You're meeting them as my girlfriend and my best friend" she turned and hugged me after that, tightly even in her weakened state.

"I love you. That's it. I love you. You're my everything" she whispered as she hugged me even tighter.

"And I love you. Now come on, you're tired. Bed time" I smirked and when she wasn't looking, lifted her bridal style and carried her to the bedroom. I really wasn't expecting the intense flashback coming back to me as soon as I saw that bed and the smell of vomit still in the air.

I stopped and zoned out completely, I heard her calling my name in the distance but all I saw and all I properly heard was the wheezing and bubbling of her breaths and how Jessica was hovering above her...she would've looked fitting having a bowl of popcorn with her, just enjoying the show.

I studied the look on her face as it showed glee and Tiffany was just lying there, unmoving and...I came back to earth when she kissed me. I was immediately reassured and felt that she was here, she was safe. My eyes focused onto her worried face and I began to feel dizzy so she got down from my arms and led me over to the bed. We worked together silently to rid the bed of it's still dirty bedsheets and put them in the washing machine. Tiffany then led me back inside and sat me down.

"I'm okay" she smiled. "I'm here, and I'm alive and I'm perfectly fine" she reassured me over and over until I finally understood.

"Sorry" I frowned, that's must have been scary for her to see me like that. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"Shh. It's alright."

We both lay down, the bed feeling particularly foreign to me now and turned off all the lights except for the bedside one. I think OCD sufferers may understand...when you lock the front door and then have to check it at least two more times to finally stop your mind from being paranoid that it's still unlocked? Well I had a case of that and had to check three times just to make sure nothing or no one was getting in, only then allowing myself to become comfortable in bed.

I threw my arm protectively over her waist and held her tight, like hell she would ever be or feel unsafe again.

"Soon we'll be able to get out of here okay? Take a nice vacation..."

"Sounds perfect" she smiled. There was a long silence until she continued. " I want to tell you about her"

I looked into her eyes until she turned off the light, it seemed she didn't want to be seen vulnerable while telling this story...understandable. She took a moment to gather her nerves. "Take your time" I told her.

"Growing up in the orphanage was fine until Sooyeon came. I was eight years old and younger than a lot of the kids there. I was like their little sister and they were protective of me. Anyway, one day a girl a few years older than me came in after losing her parents in a car crash. Apparently she was in the car at the time and was lucky to make it out alive"

"That's funny" I frowned. "She told me her parents were in America." What a lying bitch. "Oh, sorry. Carry on"

"We became friends but I couldn't help noticing that the other kids avoided me a little. It was as if whenever I was with her, they pretended I didn't exist. Because we slept in different rooms, my friends would talk to me when she wasn't around. I found it a little strange but just thought they were shy around her" she shrugged.

I didn't really like where this was going.

"Then...accidents started happening"

"Accidents?"

She nodded. "People falling down the stairs, tripping and hurting themselves. Each time both Sooyeon and I would happen to walk past the scene and be seen with the injured person. After a while of that, my friends didn't talk to me at all. They were scared of me and that hurt, a lot."

"I bet" I rubbed soothing circles on her back while she continued.

"I started getting blamed for everything that happened because I was more introverted and what they thought to be suspicious while Sooyeon was so sweet and nice to everybody. Gradually...I started to get punished without even a reason or just for something she had done. I became the most hated little orphan in that place and although I knew she was doing something to get me into trouble, I stuck by her. I really didn't want to be alone"

My hate for Jessica got stronger and stronger each minute. She was evil even back then.

"She told me she was made to take this medication every day by the nurses. She had no idea what it was but I asked her to remember the name the next time she looked at the bottle...just curiosity you know?" I nodded. "They were neuroleptics..."

I asked with a frown "What are they?"

"Antipsychotic medication"

It's amazing how everything made sense at that moment. How I saw her taking some pills in the morning every time she slept over, how she sometimes seemed overbearing and freaky some days I guess when she didn't take her pills. "God..." I sighed. "How did you find out?"

"I read a medical book in the library. Anyway after that... I started to get into trouble more and more and even she became distant. I ate alone if I ate at all. The orphanage workers despised me. Year after year I lived that way until Sooyeon left at eighteen...she did not look anything like she does now, that was why I was so shocked."

She had an expression of disbelief on her face. I always suspected Jess had had a bit of plastic surgery to look the way she did now...

"The next few years went by and no one talked to me. They hadn't acknowledged my presence in months except for when I broke my arm. They acted all upset and caring in front of the hospital staff but then when I came back...straight back to how it was. By the time I was nearly seventeen I ran, I couldn't take it anymore and then a few months later...the best day of my life" she grinned and held my hand.

"Well you saved me from drinking myself to death and ultimately Jessica so I have to thank you" I replied

"And I have to thank you for hundreds of things but I don't think you want to sit here while I go through each and every one" she chuckled. "So I'll just say, thank you for being you"