Chapter 29

Han Jisung

'Help me, Jisung!'

'Save me! I don't want to be here!'

'This is your fault! He could've been saved!'

"No! Stop!"

'This is your fucking fault!'

'You want him to die, right?!"

"No! I don't! Please stop!"

"JISUNG!" A shout woke me up. I sat up and immediately cry hard.

"Shhh~! I'm here...!" I felt a pair of arms wrapped around my body. I leaned in and pressed my face in his chest, my tears soaking his shirt.

"Jisung... What happened?" He asked softly in my ear. I hugged him tighter as I remembered what happened in my dream—more like a nightmare.

I stood up from my seat and sighed. It was another day that I should act like everything is normal.

"Jisung! We're going out! For a reality show!" Chan hyung exclaimed when he saw me.

"Really?! Great!" I tried to act excited but I just couldn't push myself to be genuinely excited.

"You okay? You don't seem to be 'that' excited like the other days..." My eyes widened when Chan noticed my mood.

I shook my head as I forced a smile on my face.

"I'm fine..." The same lie left my lips. Chan nodded with a smile. I sighed when Chan turned around to look for the others.

I just smiled like nothing is happening inside of me. Like I'm not being destroyed inside.

I'm masking what I'm feeling. Like any other day. It's like the norm for me.

We did everything we needed to do. Pack things for the trip, dress up for the trip.

When we heard a camera clicked open, that's the cue of the start of the show.

It's also the cue for me to start acting. If I were to get caught, I might actually win an actor's award.

"Hey, guys! We're going on a trip!" I waved on the camera as I walked towards the van, acting cheerfully.

My voice having so much energy as my lips curved into a fake smile.

Soon, everyone was in the van. The journey towards the house we'll be staying at started.

We played games, interacted with each other, laughed with each other. That was until the van was stopped by an unknown car.

Suddenly, the door was forcefully opened, multiple men dragging me and the members out.

Minho and I tried to be with each other, trying to link our hands together but we're separated.

I saw a glimpse of the person who dragged Minho to a black car before my consciousness was out.

Choi Taegwang.

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Where am I?

I groaned as I opened my eyes, the starry night sky welcomed my eyes.

I'm outside?

"You finally woke up." I heard a voice. A very familiar voice.

I tried sitting up but the person put his foot on top of my chest, stepping me down.

I groaned in pain, taking a weak grip of his foot, wanting to push his foot out.

"T-Taegwang! Stop!" I screamed weakly as I couldn't breathe since he was stepping right into my chest and ribs.

He laughed evilly as he pulled me up harshly, making me stand up. He took a grip of my chin, making me look to a sight that shattered my heart.

Minho is tied on a chair, on the edge of the fence. In one wrong move, he'll fall.

"We're currently on top of a 30 story building. If Minho were to fall, he's dead." Taegwang whispered in my ear.

I was speechless. For him to reach this far. What did I do wrong? What did we do wrong?

"No...! Please don't..." I begged, trying to get away from his grip only for him to grip me tighter.

He smirked, pushing me to Minho's direction strongly. I tried stopping my body from crashing to him.

I screamed when I bumped to him, shaking my head as I gripped him tightly, causing both of us to fell.

I cupped his face as he woke up, kissing him softly as my tears fell, hugging him tighter despite the chair as I put my body below him.

In a split second, I felt my body smashing to the ground. But I didn't feel pain.

I opened my eyes, I was on top of the building again. I was confused. I looked around.

No Taegwang. No Minho. Just the chair.

I slowly walked towards the small fences, eyes widening when I saw Minho falling.

I looked at my hands and I was holding the chair on a position like I threw Minho out of it. My eyes widened as I pushed the chair down, staring at my hands.

I closed my eyes, falling to the ground as I cried hard.

"Help me, Jisung!" I heard Minho's pleading. I shook my head, his voice flooding my mind.

"Save me! I don't want to be here!" I heard his voice again. I shook my head, crying harder.

I gasped loudly when I felt a strong thug on my shirt, pulling me up.

My eyes opened wide when I felt a harsh slap on my face, making me look at the person whose face is blurry.

"This is your fault! He could've been saved!" He kept hitting me while repeating his sentence over and over again.

"No! Stop!"

"This is your fucking fault!" He kept hitting me. I tried blocking myself but every slap, every punch left so much impact.

"You want him to die, right?!" My eyes widened at his final blow as it hit me right in the head.

I shot up, crying hard as I felt suffocated. Why? Why did I get a nightmare like that?

"Shhh~! I'm here...!" I felt a pair of arms wrapped around my body. I leaned in and pressed my face in his chest, my tears soaking his shirt.

"Jisung... What happened?" He asked softly in my ear. I hugged him tighter as I remembered what happened in my dream—more like a nightmare.

I told him what happened. Everything. I looked down the whole time, not knowing how Minho will react.

Especially because it's only us three that's in my dream.

"Baby. We need to consult a therapist. The stress is making you have problems. Don't worry, I'll be here. I won't leave you. I'll protect you, okay?" I nodded, sighing in relief.

"I won't leave. I'll stay beside you." He whispered in my ear. He started massaging the back of my neck, making me feel relaxed. 

That week, we actually went to a psychologist many of Minho's idol friends recommended. He didn't leave my side the whole time we were at the clinic.

He kept his promise. He helped me get my depression in control. 

But is this really the end of my problems?

Of course, it's not. None of my problems were nearly disappearing. 

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Choi Taegwang, a five year trainee of JY Entertainment left the entertainment with hatred towards his seniors, STRAY KIDS.

He also revealed hatred towards JYP himself and is planning to file a lawsuit at the company. It's for the years he's been "abused" by his trainers and by the staff of the said company.

He revealed this through his social media account. There was no reported sighting of this mysterious trainee after his last post on his account almost last week ago.

What happened... Read more...

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Especially that Taegwang was nowhere to be seen.