Deadly Touch | Han Jisung

04 • Gone

The boy was staring down at the pools of blood left behind by my attacker, with a look of horror in his eyes. My first thought was that he was scared of blood but the look in his eyes was just so unrecognisable to me, so I couldn't be sure.

For a minute, neither of us spoke a single word. I really wanted to break our silence and say something but I felt absolutely terrified at the prospects of doing that. His body language and the mad look in his eyes felt like an animal that was ready to pounce. If I spoke, it felt like he would attack me.

I tried to shake that thought, though. I owed him so much, he had saved my life from that horrible man when he didn't have to. If he hadn't shown up then...I didn't even want to think about it. Despite how much I didn't want to be scared of him, I couldn't really help it.

My instincts overtook my logical thoughts. He wasn't an animal, I could see that clearly, he was a human just like me. He was a human who had saved me.

I finally worked up the confidence to break our silence. "Thank you. You saved my life."

"My pleasure," He said, looking towards me. The crazy look in his eyes began to slowly disappear.

"If you hadn't been here-"

"You would probably be dead right now. Honestly, who willingly sleeps in the streets?"

I already felt pretty stupid about doing that but I had never expected all this to happen. When I had done it as a Child, nothing bad had ever happened to me. We sat for a moment longer in silence until I finally got myself to break it by asking, "What's your name?"

"Jisung," He told me, the word sounding like poetry off his tongue. He started walking towards me and, instinctively, I began to back away from him. I hadn't meant to do it, but there was something inside of me that told me to stay away from him. He stopped dead in his tracks and, without any emotion, said, "Are you afraid of me?"

I swallowed hard. "No."

"You are."

Now a massive smirked was plastered across his face and he began to move towards me some more. I would have tried to stay still but there was something about that smile that reminded me to keep my distance.

He's just a human, I tried to remind myself but I couldn't really convince myself of that. My body said he wasn't, he didn't feel human.

"I'm not afraid of you. I don't understand what you are, or how you could have such strength."

He continued to walk towards me and I continued to take steps backwards. It felt like we were in perfect synch, moving together like clockwork.

I forced myself to meet him in the eyes again and felt an odd mixture of things from them. Every step he took had grace and precision behind it, almost like the way a ballet dancer might move.

We came to the end of the tunnel and I managed to walk without the support of the wall. My vision was really blurry now and I felt like I would pass out any second.

I could feel the snow landing on my skin, partially melting from my heat. After a bit six steps, the boy was out in the snow too. Instead of melting, the snow that landed on his skin just clung to it but as far as I could tell it wasn't melting.

"There's no reason to be scared of me," He whispered in a soothing voice.

I noticed that my breath had begun to float in front of my face just like cigarette smoke but in front of his face there was nothing.

"I can't help it. Maybe if you answered my questions-"

"I can't." He sounded deadly serious but then added playfully, "Where would be the fun in that?"

"Don't play with me."

He laughed, the sound being like music to my ears. I hated that he had this weird affect on me: it wasn't even attraction, it was like being hypnotised.

"Don't tell me what to do, Angel."

"Don't-"

My sentence was cut short because I suddenly collapsed, as my connection to consciousness was weakening. I closed my eyes and prepared myself for the impact of the hard ground but instead felt something catch me from behind, what felt like arms wrapping around my midsection and securing me.

When I opened my eyes, I was horrified to find the boys face hovering over mine. I found it hard to focus, everything was so blurry. I could feel how ice cold his skin was, it shocked me because I had never felt such coldness of a human being before.

"Clumsy, aren't you?" He tried joking with me.

"It hurts."

His face twisted with confusion for a moment before he realised what I meant, "Oh, from the stab wound?"

I was so shocked at the way he had said that, as if he didn't expect that a stab wound would hurt. I wanted to know what on Earth was wrong with him but I couldn't managed to speak anymore. In fact, I couldn't even keep my eyes open, feeling them shut without my permission. I heard him to say "wake up", then felt him begin to shake me slightly. The horrific aching pain in my back seemed to go numb and I felt like I was falling into sleep.

Then, suddenly, I was gone.

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