Just a Blink of an Eye
by: midorinohime
Chapter 9
"Just don't.. Don’t do anything to hurt Dar a..."
"You're in love with her." It was not a question. It was a statement needed to be addressed.
"Yes, I am."
Then the figures in the camera stopped and the video ended.
"Are you ready to believe me now?" Sohee asked, gently taking the video camera from Jiyong who slumped back down at the chair.
"I can't believe it... Bae..." he covered his face with both of his hands. He suddenly got up and lift the chair he was sitting on just a few seconds ago and smashed it on the wall behind him, screaming at the top of his lungs.
"Bae!!! How could you??!!!" he continued to hit the wall several times, now using his knuckles, punching it ruthlessly.
"Jiyong.. Stop it..." Sohee, seeing that Ji's hand are already bleeding tried to stop him but he just pushed her away roughly. She landed painfully on the floor. "Ji.." she whispered, terrified.
"How could you!!!!"
Just a Blink of an Eye
by: midorinohime
CHAPTER 9
"Why Bae?" was all he had managed to let out. The engine of Young Bae's car died down, showing that bae also stopped his car. "It's because of Dara, right?"
But he still did not answer. "Bae, we ar brothers... why did you do that. Tell me that you regret it, and everything, everything will be forgotten. Te-,"
"If I would choose between you and Dara, I would always choose her. And if handing you out to them would make assure me that Dara'll be safe and happy, then I'd do it. I'll get to you, in the time you don't expect me the most."
And with that, Young Bae cut the call.
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"So what are we going to have for dinner?" Jaejoong asked his fiancee, who looks so flustered at the sudden appearance of the flower boy.
"Uhm, am not sure Jaejoong-ssi. The cook is not yet done with the dishes. Maybe, you should go to the kitchens and see."
"Don't call me Jaejoong-ssi. Just call me joongie. Okay? Just like what you always call me before."
Joongie? Why does it sound so familiar? Then there was a sudden flash in her mind. Feeling the sudden pain in her head, her hand flew to her forehead, as if the action would lessen the pain.
"Dara-ah, why?" but her mind is all focused on teh scene she's remembering.
"Baby, come on let's eat!" she's in the kitchen, placing plates on a small table.
"Comin' tokki." a man a few inches taller than her came inside the kitchen but his fac was blurry. Then, she opened her eyes again.
And there, her fiancee, looking at her, a worried frown marring his beautiful face. "Are you okay? May be you should just lie down on your bed. I'll just tell the maids to bring your dinner there."
She could not even nod her head, for she felt so dizzy and weak after that. So Jaejoong called the maid and instructed her to bring her lady's food upstairs and without questions, the maid set to the task at hand and prepared her mistress' food.
Meanwhile, Jaejoong carried his fiancee to her quarters. He's really worried about her. Did she eat something that made her feel so unwell? She almost fainted.
He lay her down on her duvet covered bed, gently smoothing covers over her. He sat down at the corner of the bed and whispered, "Take a rest tokki."
"Jaejoong..."
"Dara, I told you not to call me Jaejoong right? You can call me joongie..."
"I am sorry," she started, her voice weak from the pain she felt moments ago. "I don't know but I am not yet that comfortable in calling you that way."
He just looked at her, not uttering even a single word. She thought that Jaejoong must be hurt because of her refusal. "I am-,"
"It's okay Dara. In time, maybe, you'll finally call me again as joongie." He smiled his angelic smile at her then a frown flash upon his face. "What happened? Why did you suddenly feel dizzy? Did you eat something that might have upset your tummy?"
"No, when you asked to call you j-jo-,"
"Uhuh," grunting to tell her he understood already.
"Thank you," then she continued her story. "When you asked me to call you by that name, I remembered something."
His face paled. "W-what did you remember, Dara?" he asked cautiously.
"Well, there is this scene which suddenly popped up inside my mind. I was preparing something for a meal, I am sure that it is me. Then I called someone whose name is yongie. We are about to eat the meal I prepared but he's still has not come down from where he was. But when he finally went to the dinning room I could not see his face. It's all blurry. and... and... and when I tried to remember more, my head suddenly hurt so much."
Dang! What should I do?
"Do you know who yongie is, jaejoong?"
Of all the things that you'd remember, what does it have to be him, Dara?
"Hmmmm. not really, but hey maybe that person is me." he blurted out.
"But his name is yongie not-,"
"Yeah, but you might just have accidentally called me yongie instead of joongie, right?" he insisted.
Dara pouted and tried to remember what yongie looks like, but of course not the face for she really did not see it, more on his built. She looked back up to Jae and studied his appearance then she shook her head gently.
"Hmmm. No, Jaejoong, I don't think so. Yongie is shorter than you are and her hair has this reddish highlights. yours is like blonde highlights so it can't be you."
"Really, maybe one of your acquiantances then." he murmured, trying to look not concerned. "Forget about it honey. Don't force yourself to think too much. Okay?"
"Un,"
"Okay, now, go nad have some rest. I'll wake you up once teh maid arrives."
"Okay, thank you Jae..."
"Sure thing, baby."
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