Ch:8 He doesn't understand jealousy

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Pete

He could have punched me in a different place, but the pain in my stomach is enough to numb all other pain.

*Punch*

A third punch hit my stomach once again. My mouth went a jar and my eyes welled up with tears from the pain. My whole body feels weak. I didn't have any strength to scream, as I hit the pavement. My chest hurts everytime I try to take a breath. My chest hurts horribly, and I'm scared of what's to come.

Ae... Ae, please come and save me...

"A... e...'

It feels like I used all my life strength just to say his name. Yet, my attacker remains indifferent and without a hint of empathy. I can barely open my eyes to see raindrops fall.

Time stops for a moment.

" What? You don't have any money? Then what's this then?"

I don't have any strength to answer. I can only swallow as Trump grabs my wrist and violently yanks the watch that my mother had gifted to me.

"no.. no.."

No matter the price I wouldn't have cared if it wasn't a present from my mother.

Save me Ae... Help me....

I was left laying murmuring things in my mouth, sending weak cries for help. Once again, Trump violently goes through my pockets taking my phone and wallet. My heart feels like it's being cut by knife, letting the tears of deception roll down my cheeks and find its way with the rain.

" Don't report yourself to the police! That is if you don't want me to bother you for the rest of your life."

He spiteful throws the wallet at my face. I don't have any strength to stop it, my body feels empty.

The rain keeps me company while I faintly weep.

I don't know how much time has passed or how long I was there. My mind was full of the person that always helps me. And I start to realize that I should try to help myself first. Ae isn't by my side right now, but he's shown me how to have courage, and stand up for myself. I hold onto the wall with one hand and support my stomach with my other, while I make an effort to stand on my feet. I don't have my phone anymore, I don't have a way to contact Ae.

" P' is probably mad, isn't he?"

"The whole team escaped practice. We'll all be dead tomorrow."

I hear a voice over the wall. I take a deep breath and try to resist the pain while I try to walk forward.

*Thud*

I used all my strength, but my legs are still weak and I fell to the ground.

"Save me.... Save me..."

I vigorously call out to the people nearby, but my voice is to faint and probably can't be heard over the rain.

"Hey guys! Do you guys hear something?"

"Shut up, moron! What are you trying to get on about, a voice in the dark? It's just the rain!"

" I really did hear something!"

"You're imagining things!"

Their conversation suddenly made me lose hope; Who would believe that someone was calling for help out here in the peak hours of the night? I comfort myself. It'll stop hurting after a while. I think it's hopeless to put any hope in passerbyers.

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