I Love You, But I Lied - Mark Tuan and Got7 Fanfic

Part 35

Jess

Thankfully, the pilot is already there when I get to GD's private jet. My hands are shaking, my knees weak, and my tears won't stop flowing. With Lei's unstable mind, I feel nervous on what he can do to his brother. 

How did he find out? What is he doing? Jin....I sense he's in trouble. He doesn't have anybody except his group and me. Is he alone? 

I need to get there fast. As soon as we land, I take a taxi to the hotel. I practically run to the reception and ask the lady for Jin's room. 

"I'm sorry but we are not allowed to give out that information, miss." She answers. 

"I know the owner of this hotel and if you don't tell me now, I'm gonna let him fire you." I say in desperation. 

She smirks, "All the fans who came here all said that." She goes to the side and talks to the other lady, looking at me and giggling. 

I take out my phone and call Mr. Hu. I know I shouldn't be doing this, but I can't think of other ways. 

"Hello, Uncle."

"Ah-Cy? It's a surprise to hear from you. How are you?"

"I'm fine. I need your help," the lady I was talking to earlier looks at my direction, her brows knitted. 

"Sure, what is it?"

"I'm in your hotel right now. I'm looking for somebody." Then I look at the lady, "what's your name?" I put up one brow.

"Uh..." she stammers, "Kelly....Wan". I go back to the phone.

"This receptionist, Kelly Wan, doesn't want to give me the room number," I complain. I know I sound like a brat but I care less.

"Let me talk to her. Who are you looking for anyway?"

"Kim, SeokJin. He's a friend of mine." Then I give the girl the phone and her eyes grow bigger as she listens to the owner on the other end of the line.

"I'm sorry, Miss." She says, handing the phone back. Her head is bent and cheeks red. "He's in 807." She says, almost in tears. 

"Thanks!" 

As soon as I get to the floor, my heart beats even faster. I run to the door that says '807' and stop before knocking ever so lightly. 

"Jin-Ah?" I call out. I call his name again, louder, but I get no answer. I try the knob and it opens. I hear moaning inside, and I push the door open. "Jin-Ah!!!!" He's on the floor, clutching his leg that is spewing blood all over the floor. "Oh My God. What happened?" I run to him, feeling sick at the sight of blood. 

"Lei," he tries to say.

"Don't move, let me call the cops." I go to the phone beside the sofa and dial the receptionists number. I think it's the girl from earlier. "My friend's bleeding. Room 807. Please send some help." 

I help Jin-Ah to the couch and try to cover his wound with a bandanna I get from his bag. I want to ask him questions, but he's already too weak as it is. He's losing a lot of blood. I'm no doctor or nurse, but I know from the amount of blood on the floor that he's gonna pass out soon. I put pressure on the wound and he gasps.

"I'm sorry." I say, tears once again running down. In less than 15 minutes, there are medics and police in the room. They immediately tend to the hurt boy. One policeman comes to me. 

"What happened here?"

"I don't know. When I came in, he was already on the floor." I say between sobs.