[FanFic] To Hell With Rules[Ch:3.34]
Title: What did you do?
Chapter: 3.34
Rating: PG-13
Length: ?? chapters
Genre: romance, drama, comedy, angst, happy ending
Sammury: He looked at the blood staining the once white shirt...
A/N: sorry for not posting yesterday, but I've got a lot of exams now, anyway, here is a super long chapter...
Jaejoong had had enough of all this. He couldn't take it anymore; he couldn't care less about anything but the fact that kibum had barely spent five minutes with him in the past two days. Two minutes which were only spent while going out of the house or entering his bedroom and locking himself in there.
Jaejoong still couldn't find out the truth about the bruise on his brother's back. Kibum kept his lips sealed and didn’t say a single letter to him let alone explain about the bruise
Over the two days jaejoong noticed that kibum was barely moving his back, he was hurting for sure. He tried to talk him into going to a doctor with him, heck he even called a doctor home, but kibum wouldn't open the door and wouldn't allow anyone inside.
Today, weekend, jaejoong was sitting in the living room; he had been sitting in the living room all morning long, waiting and hoping that his baby brother would have to come out at one point, and maybe, just maybe he will be able to talk to him. Hell, by now he will pull him from his wrist and force him to see a doctor and explain. But he wasn't. Kibum wasn't going out of his bedroom. That had been his limits.
Jaejoong waited till kibum finally abandoned the safety of his bedroom in order of using the bathroom. Sneaking into his brother's bedroom jaejoong took kibum's mobile.
A quick search and he found what he was looking for; he pressed the bottom and waited until the other picked up the line
'Meet me in the company in an hour, we need to talk'
He didn't wait for a response as he hanged up the line. He knew there would be no one at the company right now but Ji Yong and a few managers working their way to make sure the new project will meet yoochun's high standards or he will have their heads when he comes back. But, he will be able to use his office since Ji Yong will be in the conferences room all day.
Jaejoong returned the mobile to where he found it and looked around the room. It was clear that kibum had taken his anger at everything in it; everything was a real mess for sure.
Looking at around jaejoong looked at the doorway, his eyes widened to see his baby brother standing there, looking at him with a blank expression on his face
'Bummie' he tried again.
Again, kibum ignored him completely. He walked to his bed and rushed under the blankets, pulling them above his head and hiding himself from the older man. He didn't wish to see him right now
Sighing in desperation jaejoong walked out of the bedroom only to hear the sound of the lock the second he left it. It hurt; it hurt more than anything to feel this way, to feel kibum hurting, to know he was the reason for it, to know that the jerk had managed to get to kibum this much, the fact that his brother shut him out of his life completely without a second thought, it hurt like hell. He had to vent it out.
Going to his bedroom he got dressed and quickly left the house
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Stepping into his office he noticed the two figures standing in there waiting for him. He could only recognize one of them, the jerk who was the main cause in all this mess. The other one was an elder man, mid aged who looked a little ill actually
As he walked in the jerked bowed his head a little, but he couldn't help but notice the old, now fading, bruises on his face. He had been into a fight.
He sat down and looked at the man, a slight dislike in his eyes, before he could say anything other figures walked into the office. This time, he recognized the two of them. Yunho and his father, they both walked in sipping some coffee and talking. When yunho noticed him he smiled weakly at him and reached his hand to hold onto his for a short while, he even managed a light kiss on the cheek as he came to stand in front of him, introducing gently
'Jae honey, you met changmin, my younger cousin. This is dad, and this is uncle, he's changmin's father, which means junsu's father as well'
'Junsu's father…then…' jaejoong turned to look at changmin
'Yea, he's junsu's hyung, baby' yunho nodded. He took his seat, everyone sat down on the two sofas in the other side of the office. Yunho sat beside him while changmin sat on the other sofa, between his father and uncle
Jaejoong eyed him; he knew that since yunho's father and uncle were here he was expected to act charming and sweet. He knew he should stay on their good side and not cross them if he wanted to be with yunho, which he did want, more than anything. But, easier said than done, he couldn't act charming when he was worried sick about his baby brother, he couldn't act charming when he was boiling with anger… he just couldn't.
'When and where did you meet my brother?' he asked suddenly, he didn't like beating around the bush
'In the hospital, when dad had a heart attack. He was hiding at the rooftop because they wanted to give him an injection and he hated it' changmin spoke gently, his voice a little above a whisper
Jaejoong blinked
'He didn't want you to know he was hurt. He didn't want to make you worry about him. He just wanted to go home. I drove him home'
'And began stalking him' jaejoong hissed
Changmin didn't answer this. He didn't want to answer this. He didn't have a good enough answer to this; he didn't know what happened himself. Right now everything was like a one huge blur in his mind that he felt so lost.
'H…how far did you go with my brother?' jaejoong's voice was trembling with anger right now, yunho reached a hand and placed it firmly on his thigh, trying to sooth him and calm him down, it worked a little, but he was still angry.
'At first we talked, he said he had the new video game I wanted to play, we went to your place and played, we talked, had fun. I don't know how my feelings developed for him…he's hard to resist' changmin smiled weakly
'I know my baby brother can be charming at times, but you still didn't answer my question'
'A short while ago he handed me a handmade teddy bear. A teddy bear which he bought when he was with me at the mall, a teddy bear which the writings on its cover said to make and give to the one you love. I didn't think much about it back then but then he gave it to me… he gave it to me with a short note and…I was lost, I was completely lost'
His father and uncle frowned. They too didn't know the whole story, he didn't tell them.
'I knew at once what the teddy bear meant. The next day… I picked him up from school and we went for lunch together. I tried to give the teddy bear back to him, telling him he will find better and all that. But he refused, I just...'
'You…what…?' his father frowned
'I just chickened out in front of his pleas. I agreed to the relationship I was longing for, I said we can be together as long as you won't oppose it. We didn't do anything but a few kisses here and there. Gentle, innocent kisses' changmin finished, hoping jaejoong wasn't going to hit him for kissing his baby brother
'PARK CHANGMIN YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T TOUCH THE BOY!' His father yelled, angrily
Jaejoong sat there, eyeing changmin, watching him as if he was the worst thing that ever walked on this land. He hated him for taking his baby brother from him, but again, if the man really didn't sleep with his brother, then why?
'Why?'
Everyone turned to look at him. Park Young Woon who was still yelling at his son turned to look at him as well
'Why not go all the way if my brother insisted on this relationship?'
'Jae…' yunho began; he knew this couldn't end up well
'Isn't he young enough for you? Isn't he innocent enough? Or maybe is he not attractive enough for you?' poison was dripping from jaejoong's tone
'I…I wanted to, I want to…' changmin admitted
Jaejoong acted before he could think, he had risen up and slapped changmin over the face.
The echo of the slap was so loud. No voice was heard. Jaejoong was shivering with anger and he rage, he couldn't believe how outrageous this man was!
'You deserve this!' Park Young Woon hissed at his son ' yoochun loved junsu, but junsu isn't a kid, as innocent as he is, he is eighteen!'
'You…Park Changmin, you had lost it, hadn't you?' Park Jung Soo who had kept quiet up till now finally hissed
'I would be lying if I said there weren't times when I wanted him…I… I never touched him though. I know he's too young, too innocent… I just… I don't know how to handle this…' changmin had his head in his hands now; he tried hard to keep himself from crying. He wasn't the crying type. He hated this, he hated being so weak.
'Because of you kibum won't even talk to me! He won't look at me! He locks himself in his bedroom all night and stays outside the house all day. He isn't eating anything at home and I doubt he's eating anything outside… a couple of days ago I saw a huge purple bruise on his back…he won't tell me how he got it and he won't agree to see a doctor!... my baby brother isn't the same anymore… he…'
Jaejoong began crying; he shivered violently and dropped onto the sofa crying. Yunho's hands, reassuring and securing, were around him at once. Holding him tightly to his chest and allowing him to cry his heart out while he rubbed his back in circles, calming him down
'I… I never meant to hurt kibum, to cause him any harm… I don't know how I let him so close… how I dropped my guards around him…I love him, I love him more than life itself… I…' changmin too began crying into his hands, unable to accept that kibum was hurting so much because of him. The boy deserved happiness, not sorrow.
'Come on' Park Jung Soo stood up and everyone looked at him as he spoke ' it's time for lunch anyway. Let's all go for lunch and talk then, it will be easier to think and talk with a filled stomach, you'll see'
No one spoke; they just stood up and followed him. Jaejoong got in the car with yunho while the rest took the other car and drove to a high class restaurant
Once they were all seated in a small, privet chamber and food was served they began eating. No one was talking. No one was saying anything
Changmin barely touched his food; he ate a few bites of his mashed potatoes and left the rest untouched, so unlike his usual self, everyone noticed.
Jaejoong was eating what yunho was offering him, not having the appetite to eat, and not having the will to refuse yunho. So he silently ate, ignoring the two men who were eyeing him silently as he leant on yunho and ate what he offered him
A few times jaejoong looked at changmin; the man was sitting right across of him. There were bruises on his face, they weren't purple but fading blue or red, they were somehow old
'How did you get those bruises?' he asked suddenly, startling everyone
Changmin gave a start and dropped the fork he was lazily holding in his palm, he looked down and didn't answer the question, he knew he was pathetic for provoking yoochun to hit him, but he preferred physical pain to emotional pain. At least, with physical pain you can see the cause; you can treat it and fix it. Emotional pain scars you deeply, but no one would be able to see those scars, you would bare them deeply inside of you, secretly hoping that time would seal them away although you're sure that it won't happen. Nothing could hear the cuts in your heart, time could only help you hide the sadness from other's eyes better, or teach you how to pull a happy mask on when all you want is to cry out loud and let the entire world know how miserable you are.
'He was depressed and down, he provoked yoochun into hitting him. if yoochun didn't hold back on him he would be dead' yunho answered dryly
'YUNHO' his father hissed
'What? It's the truth' yunho frowned
'Why?' jaejoong looked at changmin again ' why make yoochun shi hit you when you know he's a very skilled and powerful karate master?'
'Because dealing with physical pain is easier than dealing with emotional pain' yunho answered again ' he told me that himself. He was hurting so badly he wanted to take his mind off things, he wanted yoochun to knock him out so he would stop thinking, would stop hurting'
Jaejoong didn't respond to that, no one did.
'I know it's very immature of me…' changmin began softly, things couldn't get worse, he thought, so to hell with it. 'I was hurting so bad, I couldn't breathe. I felt as if the air around me got solid and I couldn't inhale. Kibum, I've only known him for a short while but he… I'm really…I need him in my life, I really need him beside me to get though the day…'
'So what, every time things get hard for you you're going to hurt yourself to stop thinking? I don't think I want my baby brother around someone who couldn't take responsibility like you'
'I would have to agree with him' Park Young Woon frowned, this was not typical changmin. Changmin didn't run away from troubles, he faced them with chin held high, so what happened now?
'I know, I'm a bad influence on him, I know' changmin's voice was broken and hoarse as he spoke
Jaejoong kept quiet for a long while after that, he just stared at changmin for a while and frowned
'Give me your mobile' he finally asked. Everyone blinked; no one knew what he was getting at, why changmin's mobile out of a sudden?
Changmin reached out and handed his mobile, he didn't know why but he did it anyway. Jaejoong did something quickly and waited, a few seconds later the mobile rang announcing a new text massage. Jaejoong opened it and frowned
Yunho leant in and read the massage over jaejoong's shoulder, he frowned as well. This wasn't good.
'Now what…?' he whispered softly, talking to his lover more than anyone else
'Do you think he'll do it?' jaejoong sounded on the verge of crying, his voice was trembling
'He might, he…' yunho bit his lower lip, he didn't know what to answer in a situation like this, and everyone was looking at him to explain what's going on, he was worried
Jaejoong sent another text. A couple of seconds later he got the reply, this was even worst.
'Yunho…' his father began, yunho sighed and read the massages out loud…
'How are you feeling now?'
'I'm in hell. I think I'm going to put an end to everything soon… I'm just too tired to go on'
'What are you planning to do? Where are you?'
'I'm in my room, alone. He's not here. I hope he won't come back for late… don't try to stop me, I won't stop. When he's at work… I'll do it'
No one spoke, jaejoong was shivering as he looked at yunho:' he won't, kibum won't ever…' but as he spoke, he himself wasn't sure of his own words, they sounded empty and hallow, he will never leave the house if it meant that he will lose his brother the second he turns his back at him
'Come on; let's go there before that kid does something stupid' yunho whispered softly, knowing exactly what jaejoong was going to ask of him
Jaejoong only nodded, he was too tired and weak to talk right now. He was broken.
If anyone looked as frightened as jaejoong was it would be changmin, if not more. He was shivering as well, he looked at jaejoong pleadingly, he was ready to go down on his knees and beg now
'Please, let me talk to him. I can talk him out of this; I… please let me see him, please…'
Jaejoong didn't say anything but nodded. As much as he hated the man, if he could save his brother and stop him from killing himself then he'll not care anymore. He will go with anything as long as kibum's alive and happy, as long as he's breathing.
Everyone stood up quickly. In ten minutes they were parking in front of jaejoong's house. The man had quickly rushed into the house and left the door open for the others. Reaching to kibum's bedroom he knocked on the door violently demanding that his brother opens the door, no one answered him
'Allow me' changmin whispered softly behind him. Jaejoong backed away and watched with worried eyes while in yunho's embrace
Changmin knocked the door softly, gently, and spoke:' Kibum…'
The door flew open in a few seconds and a shivering young boy stood there, eyes bloodshot red and body death pale. He bit his lower lip as he saw changmin there and rushed into his arms crying. Changmin hugged the younger boy, holding him tightly and looking at him, making sure he was alright
'What did you do?' he demanded, he knew there was something wrong
'Bummie, what did you do to yourself?' jaejoong demanded as well, seeing blood stain changmin's once while shirt
Everyone looked at the boy; changmin pulled back a little and looked at kibum, worry clearly in his eyes. The boy had just coughed blood on his shirt, damn it!
'Call the doctor!' Park Jung Soo demanded and yunho dialed the number to call the family's doctor at once.
'Kibum, what did you do to yourself?' changmin demanded again, shaking the boy slightly in his arms. He needed answers; he needed to know what happened to make it right, to make it better. He wasn’t going to allow kibum to hurt himself, never…