At six in the morning, I tried not to get up. I couldn’t bear to obey what the mysterious caller had to say. It felt too much of me to follow someone I don’t even know.
Jake then came into my room by the door next to the other side of my bed. He saw me asleep. He couldn’t help but caress the side of my cheek. But then, the phone rang. But I didn’t want to answer it.
But Nice-Guy Jake decided to check the voicemail that was left for me. There was a bloodcurdling scream and then ethereal music. And then the sound of a chainsaw in use, along with the sound of the screams. I felt scared because I thought I was dreaming about it. The noises then stopped for a moment. And then…
“Better left unread than dead!”
That was it. I wanted to cry…but for some unfortunate reason, I could not.
Jake sat right beside me. I woke up. I saw his terrified face staring at me.
“It wasn’t a dream, wasn’t it?” I whimpered in a whisper.
Jake shook his head.
A little while later, I was walking out the apartment elevator, when suddenly, someone was crazy enough to take me forcefully by the arm. The guy then threw me outside.
I couldn’t understand what he was saying through the black mask he was wearing. I couldn’t even recognize his face because of the green cap he was wearing too.
I remember him pulling me close to him by the hair and then just shouted at me right in front of my face, deafening my ears.
He then dragged me to his car. I wanted to escape, but at the same time, I couldn’t. Luckily, a Genovian police officer was there with Jake to take care of the crime that was happening. He was also with the other five boys.
As soon as I was about to take a blow, Jake blocked me, holding onto the guy’s not-so strong hand.
“Why are you doing this?!” he asked.
He gave him a great big punch on the mouth. They fought for a long time, while I just cried in Niki’s arms. In the end, the police snatched the mask and the cap. As it turned out, it was Heeseung!
“Heeseung?!” I shouted, “But why would a seventeen year old like you manhandle someone in your grade?!”
He did not, at first, answer me. But then, he stood his ground.
“I WANTED YOU TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND! JAKE HAS ALWAYS GOTTEN EVERYTHING…SO WHY CAN’T I?!”
He was then put into handcuffs and in the vehicle. I was crying…but that was how relieved I was.