Grim Reaper
Chapter Nine
~Maru~
“Doctor, we need a doctor now!” Jungkook’s voice echoes through the mansion hallways and me, BamBam and Yugyeom are out of our rooms in seconds. Looking at each other, we bolt to the front lawns. Hana hung limp between Jungkook and Myung Ho. They looked like they’d been burnt, but it looked like Hana had been thrown through a window. Hana’s doctor speeds past us and fires questions off. “You two, go to the doc reaper wing and get three senior reapers!” She points at BamBam and Yugyeom and they sprint off. “Maru, come here and help us carry her to her room.” I hurry forward and by the time we make it to her room, there’s a trail of blood behind us. “Put her on her stomach.” We do and my eyes bug out. The back of her shirt was completely torn to shreds, blood colored glass imbedded all over her back. The doc reapers appear and we’re pushed out of the way. “Before we heal her, we need to take the glass out.” A reaper says and as they run for tweezers, Hana’s doctor rips open the rest of Hana’s shirt, unfastening her bra. “Boys, take the largest shards out of her back while we wait for the others to come back.”
~Hana~
My eyes snap open as I feel the glass being pulled from my back. I scream, it hurt so much. “Bite,” A gag is put in front of me and I do. “Boys, tie her down.” I look and see them tying me to the bed again. “Keep going.” I try to regulate my breathing, trying to calm myself down as the glass was pulled from my back. I just wanted it to end. I feel something, I feel my mind pull at it and I spit out the gag. “Close your eyes, now!” I scream and don’t have time to see if they did as the light fills the room. It wasn’t like earlier. It wasn’t a blinding light that didn’t have any heat. It was like fire, it didn’t hurt, but I could feel the heat melting the glass, making it run down my sides. Seconds later, the light is gone and I see Yugyeom step forward. Not bothering to keep his hands above my skin, his hands plant in the middle of my back and I let out a pained whimper. I knew he was healing me, or least trying to. I could feel his energy running through my body, healing what it could. The doc reapers return and not even a second after seeing the situation, plant their hands on my back and four energies are coursing through me. Closing my eyes, I put my face in my hands. “I’m not a monster. I’m not a monster.” I repeat over and over again.
Two Weeks Later
Curled up, I surround myself in blankets as I watch the sun come up through the window. I’d barely been able to sleep since I’d seen the demon fortune teller. The things she said, they frightened me. They scared me. The love I gave and received would hurt me. My soul was tainted? I would take the demon king’s throne? There’s a knock on my door and I look over at it as it opens. Maru sticks his head in. “Coming for breakfast? Never mind, I’m not going to ask. I’m making you.” I don’t have time to protest as he walks over, picking me up like a sack of potatoes. “Ya, I’m not hungry!” “You say that every day. I’m not believing that.” He sighs and he drops me in my seat. “Hana, how are you feeling?” Mom asks and I shrug. As soon as I’d been healed, the heads had interrogated me. They wanted to know what had happened, what the demon had told me. Before I could even talk, I’d passed out. The food is set out and everyone immediately starts eating. Picking up my chopsticks, I slowly eat, taking small bites. I truthfully couldn’t eat. If I ate even a little, I would throw it up. I didn’t know if it was something wrong with my body, or something wrong with my psychological state, but I knew that there was something very wrong with me after going to the fortune teller. “Excuse me.” I quickly stand up, feeling the food start to make its way up again. Bolting out of the room, I make it to my bathroom just in time.
Washing out my mouth, I drop to the floor, sobs wracking my body. I had proven that the love I gave and received only hurt me. Min Ah was evidence. I loved her like no best friend would, as if she was my own sister, and we’d broken apart. She’d been possessed and having to hurt her had been one of the worst thing I’ve had to do. I loved my stepfather so much because he had raised me even if I wasn’t his own child, and look what that brought him. What if I loved mom and dad? What if something happened to them too? What if I started loving someone else? Would they get hurt and leave me? I didn’t want to retake the throne. I wanted to live peacefully. I wanted to live while loving my family and growing old. I didn’t want to love if that’s what it did to me. I didn’t want to love if I was the only one getting hurt. I shut my eyes, trying to block the images from reappearing. I’m suddenly wrapped in a hug and pulled back into someone’s chest. “Shh, shh.” I suck in air, trying to stop the tears. “Let’s get you to bed.” I don’t realize whose voice it is until we’re back in his room. Maru pulls the blankets on his bed back and set me down, climbing in next to me and pulling the blankets back up. He pulls me into his chest. “Cry. Cry or sleep. I’ll stay right here.”
~Chief Choi~
As soon as dinner is over, Chief Choi goes to Hana’s room, his wife following him. She wasn’t there. Going to each of the boys’ rooms, they stand in Maru’s doorway. The boy held Hana against his chest as her sobs echoed around the room. Chief Choi’s wife pulls him out of the room, carefully closing the door behind them. “Let the children be, they aren’t even as old as we are and yet they hold such burdens. The other children their age only have to worry about classwork and what the latest trends are. Don’t burden these children with things that they don’t need to know.” He looks at his wife and she smiles. “Sometimes we forget, that they are only children.”
~Hana~
Taking a deep breath, I turn, drying my face on one of the pillows on Maru’s bed. “Are you done now?” He asks, looking down at me. Nodding, I bury my face in the mattress, not wanting him to see how tired I was. Or how broken I was. “Why were you crying?” Maru asks and I shrug, not looking at him. “We’re not as oblivious as you may think, us boys.” I peek at him and he smiles. “I can see when you’re having a hard time, and when you’re having more than a hard time. The boys and I, we try to give you space, but it’s a bit hard if you don’t tell us what’s wrong.” Turning my head to look at him, I don’t say anything. “It’s because of that trip, isn’t it?” Maru asks. I keep my mouth shut. “Ya! Can’t you at least answer me?” I shriek as his hands go to my sides and he starts tickling me. “No, no, let go!” I gasp for air and I quickly get up, trying to push Maru back. Freezing, I realize that I was leaning over him, my hands pushing his down. He smirks and suddenly I’m flipped over, my wrists were pinned above my head.
“Doctor, we need a doctor now!” Jungkook’s voice echoes through the mansion hallways and me, BamBam and Yugyeom are out of our rooms in seconds. Looking at each other, we bolt to the front lawns. Hana hung limp between Jungkook and Myung Ho. They looked like they’d been burnt, but it looked like Hana had been thrown through a window. Hana’s doctor speeds past us and fires questions off. “You two, go to the doc reaper wing and get three senior reapers!” She points at BamBam and Yugyeom and they sprint off. “Maru, come here and help us carry her to her room.” I hurry forward and by the time we make it to her room, there’s a trail of blood behind us. “Put her on her stomach.” We do and my eyes bug out. The back of her shirt was completely torn to shreds, blood colored glass imbedded all over her back. The doc reapers appear and we’re pushed out of the way. “Before we heal her, we need to take the glass out.” A reaper says and as they run for tweezers, Hana’s doctor rips open the rest of Hana’s shirt, unfastening her bra. “Boys, take the largest shards out of her back while we wait for the others to come back.”
~Hana~
My eyes snap open as I feel the glass being pulled from my back. I scream, it hurt so much. “Bite,” A gag is put in front of me and I do. “Boys, tie her down.” I look and see them tying me to the bed again. “Keep going.” I try to regulate my breathing, trying to calm myself down as the glass was pulled from my back. I just wanted it to end. I feel something, I feel my mind pull at it and I spit out the gag. “Close your eyes, now!” I scream and don’t have time to see if they did as the light fills the room. It wasn’t like earlier. It wasn’t a blinding light that didn’t have any heat. It was like fire, it didn’t hurt, but I could feel the heat melting the glass, making it run down my sides. Seconds later, the light is gone and I see Yugyeom step forward. Not bothering to keep his hands above my skin, his hands plant in the middle of my back and I let out a pained whimper. I knew he was healing me, or least trying to. I could feel his energy running through my body, healing what it could. The doc reapers return and not even a second after seeing the situation, plant their hands on my back and four energies are coursing through me. Closing my eyes, I put my face in my hands. “I’m not a monster. I’m not a monster.” I repeat over and over again.
Two Weeks Later
Curled up, I surround myself in blankets as I watch the sun come up through the window. I’d barely been able to sleep since I’d seen the demon fortune teller. The things she said, they frightened me. They scared me. The love I gave and received would hurt me. My soul was tainted? I would take the demon king’s throne? There’s a knock on my door and I look over at it as it opens. Maru sticks his head in. “Coming for breakfast? Never mind, I’m not going to ask. I’m making you.” I don’t have time to protest as he walks over, picking me up like a sack of potatoes. “Ya, I’m not hungry!” “You say that every day. I’m not believing that.” He sighs and he drops me in my seat. “Hana, how are you feeling?” Mom asks and I shrug. As soon as I’d been healed, the heads had interrogated me. They wanted to know what had happened, what the demon had told me. Before I could even talk, I’d passed out. The food is set out and everyone immediately starts eating. Picking up my chopsticks, I slowly eat, taking small bites. I truthfully couldn’t eat. If I ate even a little, I would throw it up. I didn’t know if it was something wrong with my body, or something wrong with my psychological state, but I knew that there was something very wrong with me after going to the fortune teller. “Excuse me.” I quickly stand up, feeling the food start to make its way up again. Bolting out of the room, I make it to my bathroom just in time.
Washing out my mouth, I drop to the floor, sobs wracking my body. I had proven that the love I gave and received only hurt me. Min Ah was evidence. I loved her like no best friend would, as if she was my own sister, and we’d broken apart. She’d been possessed and having to hurt her had been one of the worst thing I’ve had to do. I loved my stepfather so much because he had raised me even if I wasn’t his own child, and look what that brought him. What if I loved mom and dad? What if something happened to them too? What if I started loving someone else? Would they get hurt and leave me? I didn’t want to retake the throne. I wanted to live peacefully. I wanted to live while loving my family and growing old. I didn’t want to love if that’s what it did to me. I didn’t want to love if I was the only one getting hurt. I shut my eyes, trying to block the images from reappearing. I’m suddenly wrapped in a hug and pulled back into someone’s chest. “Shh, shh.” I suck in air, trying to stop the tears. “Let’s get you to bed.” I don’t realize whose voice it is until we’re back in his room. Maru pulls the blankets on his bed back and set me down, climbing in next to me and pulling the blankets back up. He pulls me into his chest. “Cry. Cry or sleep. I’ll stay right here.”
~Chief Choi~
As soon as dinner is over, Chief Choi goes to Hana’s room, his wife following him. She wasn’t there. Going to each of the boys’ rooms, they stand in Maru’s doorway. The boy held Hana against his chest as her sobs echoed around the room. Chief Choi’s wife pulls him out of the room, carefully closing the door behind them. “Let the children be, they aren’t even as old as we are and yet they hold such burdens. The other children their age only have to worry about classwork and what the latest trends are. Don’t burden these children with things that they don’t need to know.” He looks at his wife and she smiles. “Sometimes we forget, that they are only children.”
~Hana~
Taking a deep breath, I turn, drying my face on one of the pillows on Maru’s bed. “Are you done now?” He asks, looking down at me. Nodding, I bury my face in the mattress, not wanting him to see how tired I was. Or how broken I was. “Why were you crying?” Maru asks and I shrug, not looking at him. “We’re not as oblivious as you may think, us boys.” I peek at him and he smiles. “I can see when you’re having a hard time, and when you’re having more than a hard time. The boys and I, we try to give you space, but it’s a bit hard if you don’t tell us what’s wrong.” Turning my head to look at him, I don’t say anything. “It’s because of that trip, isn’t it?” Maru asks. I keep my mouth shut. “Ya! Can’t you at least answer me?” I shriek as his hands go to my sides and he starts tickling me. “No, no, let go!” I gasp for air and I quickly get up, trying to push Maru back. Freezing, I realize that I was leaning over him, my hands pushing his down. He smirks and suddenly I’m flipped over, my wrists were pinned above my head.
Notes
;) I'm going to leave it on this cliff hanger because I'm mean like that. You guys will have to wait until Sunday for the next update. Comment on what you think ^.^
I like it! It is actually pretty interesting! ^_^
8/24/15