Obsession

12

•Vanna•

It's been two weeks since I've been here, and ever since I told Jiyong I hate him he has been ignoring me.

He will come in and give me food or clothes and just walk out.

He doesn't say anything to me anymore, he just seems dead like a walking zombie.

Everytime he comes in he looks more and more pale like he is sitting in the dark, his cheeks are sunken in, the dark circles under his eyes are horrible, and he is so skinny sometimes I think I can see his ribs.

I know he took me and he is fucking crazy but I can't just let him die, it would kill me knowing I did nothing and let him hurt himself.

If he dies I'll be stuck in this room till I die too, he keeps it locked from the outside, there's also no windows.

I need him to let me out. How can I get through to him?
Maybe I can try speaking nicely to him.

Lost in thought I hear the door being unlocked, seeing it open slowly.

Jiyong walks in with clothes so I can change.

He sets them on the bed, looking up for a second to look at my face, our eyes meet, I see nothing in him.
Jiyong quietly turns away and starts to walk out.

"T-Thank you Jiyong oppa."

My words come out before I can think. Why did I just call him oppa?

Maybe I'll get his attention though.

Jiyong stops in his place.
He is silent standing in the same spot.

"Your welcome." He walks out shutting the door.

That's the first I've heard his voice for awhile.
Maybe if I try to be nice I can get through to him.

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After I get changed I sit on the bed looking at my door I realize when Jiyong left I didn't hear him lock the door, I slowly stand up and make my way to the door, I put my hand on the knob praying it's unlocked, slowly turning the door opens.

I bite my lip opening the door wider.

Slowly stepping out.

I think I should find Jiyong.

I walk out and look down a hall seeing another door closed, deciding to go, I walk quietly to the closed room.

I put my hand on the knob hesitating a bit, I twist the knob slowly opening the door wide enough for me to look inside.

It's a dark room with one window.
I scan around the room.

"How did you get out?"

"Ahhhh!" My body jumps and I scream turning around I see Jiyong behind me.

"Jiyong you scared me."

"How did you get out of your room? And what are you doing?"

I swallow my spit and look up at him.

Just act nice to him maybe he won't blow up.

"You left my door unlocked oppa, so I came looking for you."

Jiyong looks at me with a surprised expression because I keep calling him oppa.

"Let's get you back to your room." Jiyong starts to walk towards my room.

I quickly grab his hand.

"Wait! Jiyong oppa can't I spend time with you?"

Jiyong looks at me confused.

"You want to be around me?"

"Yeah why don't we go outside, I could use some sun."
I smile at him.

Jiyong looks down thinking.

"Please Jiyong." I bite my lip squeezing his hand a bit.

"Okay let's go outside."

"Okay! Lead the way." I smile genuinely happy, I haven't had fresh air in so long.

Still holding Jiyong hand he leads me through the house, ever since I've been here I've only been to the kitchen.
He leads me through the living room to a glass back door.
I see the backyard with green grass and the sun shining.

My excitement bursting through my body.

Jiyong opens the door, I feel the warm breeze hit my body.

We walk out, I let go of his hand and walk to the grass barefoot smiling to myself.

Taking a deep breath.

Jiyong walks next to me taking a cigarette out and lighting it.

I stare at him taking in all his features.

"Mwo? (What?)"

"Nothing I just...You don't look so good Jiyong."

"That's what happens when your on drugs." He takes a long drag of his cigarette.

I look at him a bit shocked, I kind of knew he was on drugs but hearing him confirm it makes me more scared of him and the harm he is doing to himself.

I sit down on the grass, Jiyong looks down at me, I pat the spot beside me.

Jiyong sits down spreading his legs out straight.

"How long?" I look at him.

"How long what?"

"How long have you been on drugs?"

He sits there silent I start to think he didn't hear me but he speaks up.

"Awhile. When I met you I actually quit, without noticing I just didn't have the need to do it."

"Just because you met me?"

Jiyong nods slowly. "I guess love does crazy things to me."

"So why did you start again?"

I see Jiyong look into the distance never really making eye contact with me.

"Because why not, I'm alone, I have no one. Might as well kill myself."

Hearing Jiyong say these things hurt me, he may have done some messed up things but he is still human.

I reach over and grab his hand.

"Your not alone you have me, I'll help you get better Jiyong."

Jiyong looks over at me his eyes watery a pleading look on his face.

"You promise."
Jiyong whispers in a quivering voice.

At that moment I realized he is broken, he finally is broken.

Jiyong is human, who has been alone almost all his life, the fame and people getting to him until his breaking point, no matter what he did to me I have to help him.

"I promise."