Days Thereafter

I don’t know what to do so I go and hide in the closet in Mr. and Mrs. Kim’s room. Their closet isn’t too small so I push my way to the back and try to bury myself underneath all the clothes. I turn off the flashlight and sit silently. I hear the ticking of a clock somewhere. Then I hear the creaking from one of the rooms upstairs.

I need to call the police now! I pat down my pockets and realize I left my phone on the coffee table.

Damn it! I hear someone walk downstairs. After that it’s silent for a while. I decided to peak out the opening of the closet. I slowly make my way to the front when I hear my phone ringing.

I stop and holding my breath to hear if anyone’s out there. I hear more than one person walking around.

“That crazy bitch! Who does she think she is?! She’s a waykukin, she can’t have any of our oppas! I bet she had to sleep with them!”

The girl just laughs and then they both become silent. I retreat back into the furthest corner again and try to hide myself.

There are crazy fangirls in the house, and they’re not friendly… ottoeke?

“Iriwa (Come here)!”

“If you come out we won’t hurt you as badly, but if we find you, you might end up in the hospital!” One laughs

I can’t just sit around and do nothing! Think!

I crawl out and sit by the door and listen. One walks back upstairs and the other is walking around somewhere down here. I venture out even further and go to stand behind the door. I make my breathing almost silent and listen. It sounds like she’s in the laundry room. I run out of the room as fast as I can out of the room and down the hallway. When I snatch my phone off the table I hear two other pairs of feet running after me.

“Get her you pabo!” say one girl

I run to the door and pull hard on the handle. Nothing happens. It’s locked. My hands are shaky as I try to unlock it. I feel my hair being grabbed. The pain shoots through all of my scalp. I jerk my head forward and unlock the door. She pulls back even harder, tears falling from my eyes from the pain. The other one grabs my arm and bites me, hard enough I can feel myself bleeding. It’s too much.

Where is everybody?

I let go of the door and slap the girl biting me. She pulls back shocked, holding her face. She lets out a loud snarl then lunges for me. The other girl lets go of my hair and at the same time pushes me towards the feral one. She ends up pinning me down while the other one laughs. Her knees dig into my stomach and her fingernails into my hands.

“Jugulle? You dare touch me with your filthy foreigner hands? Did you touch my oppas with those hands?” She frees one of her hands and slaps me hard across the face. My face feels like its on fire, the tingle and heat of it make me tear up even more. The other one kicks at my legs, stomping on feet and kicking my thighs hard. I can’t do a thing. These girls are too strong for me.

I feel like I’m dying! I just want this to end!

“Wae geurae?!” I scream out. She looks me straight in the eyes and leans forward till our faces are inches apart. She laughs in my face causing her disgusting hot breath to blow in my face. She takes out a pocket knife, and before I know it, she cuts my cheek. It was quick but makes my cheek sting and makes me cry even more.

“Wae? You don’t like it? Ga! Don’t come back!” She leans back and laughs. Her hair falls behind her shoulders showing an ugly scar on the side of her face. She looks back at me again, her head tilts to one side and she lets out a sigh, then stabs the knife into my upper arm. I scream and she laughs. I can feel my blood slowly making its way towards the floor.

“Go get the other stuff” she commands the one standing. The other girl jogs back upstairs. For a moment I’m too shocked to move. THERE’S OTHER THINGS?!

The girl’s footsteps are gone and the one on top of me is just looking out the window.

This is my chance! If I don’t go now, I’ll never leave here.

I buck my hips upwards, making her lose her balance and free my hands. I punch her hard in the jaw and push her off of me. She mutters and holds her jaw. I rush towards the door and finally pull it open.

It’s raining hard, but I don’t care. I run down the side walk as fast as my aching legs let me. The cold rain pellets mix with my blood, turning my white shirt red. The cold is everywhere, lightening and streetlights above me, the cold wet sidewalk beneath me. I see a park in the distance and jog over to it. I slow down and walk over to a tree and sit under it. I try to catch my breath, but every breath I take hurts my ribs where she landed on me. I look at the pocket knife in my arm.

There’s no way I can get this out by myself.

I sigh and watch lightening light up the sky through the tree branches.

I don’t care that I’m soaking wet and that I have blood and bruising everywhere, I just want to go home.

Notes

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