AISLE 14 | 2YEON

Fate

I hopped on my motorcycle, neglecting to put my helmet on.

It was around 12 AM by now, all I wanted to do was see her. Not even talk to her, just see if she got home safely. I started the engine and drove off, the wind getting wilder as the bike picked up speed.

Nayeon's words kept replaying in my head. Even if wanted to stay mad at her for the way she looked at me when she was saying all those stuff, I couldn't. All I could do was think about her, her and how much she means to me.

The motorcycle zoomed past the deserted roads of our small town. It wasn't a lie that I liked running with my bike. It's probably the adrenaline or the way my surroundings appear like a blur as I run past them.

I took a look around me, it was so peaceful, yet I had this gut feeling of someone always following me. I've been feeling this way for a while, after the day we did the graffiti.

"Bullshit!" I scremead, wanting to get all those weird feelings out of my chest. The sheriff doesn't give a fuck about me, neither does Nayeon.

But still, I was going to see her. Why am I like this?

Nayeon's house was at the rich side of the town, basically the neighborhood where all the wealthy families built their glorious, luxurious and very big houses. I always despised those houses, only by their looks you could tell they were built just for their owners to show off and brag about their money. The distance from the center of the town to these houses was big too, another thing I hated. It's not like I can afford the gas to drive all the way up there, I'm not a fucking royalty. And don't even get me started on the people, ugh. I don't even know how they get all this money when they're dumb, plain stupid.

Yet, I was driving there and gave a little to no fucks about my gas, only for her. I hate that she has such an effect on me but she knows me for so little.

I sighed loudly and cursed, my mind traveling places, certainly only one place..her house. Or maybe, her arms.

Gosh. Kill me!

I was suddenly brought out of my own little world when two, black and very expensive cars started following me around.

I groaned, what are these rich fucks doing this time out of their luxurious houses?

But as I thought they would turn on the next corner, they kept following and as many times as I changed my route they tailed behind me, increasing their speed and coming one breath away from my bike.

The biggest out of the black cars got on my way by stopping abruptly in front or me, causing me to awkwardly stop the bike and almost fly off of it while the other car stopped behind me.

As soon as I regained my focus, I looked around. Confused, I was about to curse the drivers off until four men got out of the two cars. The men I came face to face with surely didn't look like wealthy people, their clothes were dirty and their eyes red.

"Hello there." the blond out of the four growled, taking a bat out of the backseat of the bigger car, handing it to the dark haired man next to him.

I got off my bike and shrugged, proceeding to get the hell out of there. They were obviously delusional and were looking for someone else.

"You're not going anywhere." the man from the car behind my motorcycle spoke and tightly grabbed my arm, the remaining three joining him.

"The fuck you want?" I hissed "Fuck away, dirty bastard!" I shouted while being held by the two of them.

"Watch your mouth," the blond replied "This is not the way a lady talks, is it now?" he asked and grazed his finger across my jawline as I tried wiggling out of the dudes' hold.

"Leave me the fuck alone. I don't have drugs!" I said and he laughed, signaling the dudes to let me go only to be tackled down to the asphalt by the guy with the bat.

"We're not here for drugs, cutie," the blond laughed "We're just checking up on you, so you won't get in trouble." he said and the tallest of the four hovered above me, helping the dude with the bat pin me to the ground.

"What trouble? Get your piss-smelling hands off of me!" I retorted and felt the tall dude's hand slap me hard in the face.

"Please, respect your elders." the blond laughed and patted the fourth guy's back.

"You look ten, shut the hell up." I spat and earned a punch in my side as a reply from the tall guy.

"We just came to warn you, no need to be so rude. Gosh!" the blond spoke, putting on his brass knuckles. Shit, don't these stuff cost like a fortune?

"Suck my ass, that's a warning." I hissed as the tall guy continued on punching and kicking my face and sides.

"Why won't you listen to us Jeongyeon-ssi?" the guy asked and knelt down, the fourth guy joining him with a knife in hand.

"Get off my case. I have places to be!" I groaned, feeling his brass knuckles smash my jaw, causing me to cry out loud.

"Look who's crying. Need a tissue, honey?" the blond dude teased and hit me square in the face.

"From the bottom of my heart, please c-choke." I struggled, feeling lightheaded all of a sudden.

"Okay, let's get this over with..." the blond man started again and looked at his wrist watch "Im is always watching and he has already warned you once, better not ignore him now. Yeah, barbie?" he licked his lips and stood up, letting the guy with the bat hit me repeatedly.

I cried and shouted as the bat made contact with my body, bruising my legs and arms and maybe breaking some bones too while the fourth dude helped on pinning my wiggling body further in the asphalt.

"I'm really sorry that I have to mess this pretty face of yours. Goodnight, babe." the blond smirked and punched my face with his brass knuckles again, the impact of the hit making my head fly back and bang against the ground with a really loud thump.

At this point, everything started to get darker and darker, my body slowly growing numb to the multiple assaults as I lost consciousness.

"Maybe this is my fate after all." I thought before completely passing out.

-kimwig