Deadly Touch | Han Jisung

09 • Love Note

My heart began to go a million miles an hour as I read it over and over again. I half expected to blink and for it to be gone, but It stayed right there in its spot.

'Hello, Angel. I decided I couldn't possibly bear to be away from you any longer. Plus, I miss that annoying voice of yours. I just HAVE to hear it again. Meet me outside by the pathetic little swing set and I promise you can ask me all the questions you want - however, I don't promise I will actually answer any of them. One AM. Sharp.

If you're late, I might have to come to your room and get you. Wouldn't that be fun?

All my Love, Han Jisung

Ps. Your diary is very melodramatic, isn't it?'

I kept reading it over and over again, wondering if I had fallen asleep and this was some horrible dream. How on Earth had he written this? The doors had been locked so he must have...came through the window.

I looked around my room quickly, wondering if maybe he was in here. But I decided if he was, I'm sure he couldn't keep quiet for this long. He would have jump-scared me by now.

He had always been so nice to me when I was in pain but the way he had wrote in my diary, there was a clear change in how he was acting. The fact he was a vampire always scared me, despite how nice he had been.

I got up and began to pace the length of my room a couple times as I thought this out carefully in my head. He said he would come get me if I didn't meet him, and I didn't doubt that was true. Would it be safer for everyone else if I just went and met him?

The logical part of me thought 'what's the worse he could do?' But after seeing him fighting that man in the tunnel, I didn't doubt that he could kill me. But why would he save me if he intended to kill me?

He overall seemed playful, rather than deadly. Maybe to him this was all some twisted game he was playing but I knew I shouldn't think that way. Tonight had been the single weirdest night of my life and I could see it getting weirder.

I went back to my diary, writing in a quick note before I left:

'This is Natalie Beckett. Months ago I was attacked by some insane man with a knife when a boy with lightning speed saved me. He kept visiting me for a while and revealed he was a vampire.'

God, I felt so stupid writing this. Would anybody ever believe any of this in a million years? Probably not. Even if anything bad happened to me, they would probably think I had gone insane.

'If anything happens to me, it was Han Jisung. He wrote me a note in the previous pages.'

I started to doubt that 'Han Jisung' was even his real name. If he were going to hurt me, why would he sign me a note? It didn't make sense.

I slowly opened my bedroom door and crept towards the stairs, listening for Heather but I didn't hear anything.  The entire orphanage was in complete and utter deafening silence. Everyone was in bed.

I closed my eyes and huffed in a couple of breaths and tried to tell myself to be brave. Of course, I really didn't feel it. I made my way down the stairs, feeling the front door leering over me like a monster. I wanted to run back upstairs, hide under my covers but I knew I couldn't.

Is he serious about coming to get me?

I headed into the kitchen, searching through the knives for one that was small enough that I could hide it on me. I settled on a tiny, but sharp, knife that fit neatly in my hoodie pocket.