Room 801 part 3
Room 801
Part 3
They were lucky. They managed to reach a plane to france. There they would change plane and go to Norway. Yoochun was awfully silent. His beautiful tears rolled down his sad face. He stared out the window and refused to speak. The other two sat beside him in silence. Changmin felt that he had to say something. “Chunnie… He won’t die that easily… We’ll make it… We’re gonna save him…” He tried to comfort Yoochun. Yoochun just put his hands to his face, and his whole body started trembling. Now Junsu and Changmin couldn’t hold back their tears anymore. Changmin laid his hand around Yoochun trying to comfort him. “shhhh… Chunnie… It’ll be okay… shhh…. Shhh…. Shhh…” He smoothly whispered again and again. The flight was going to be long and painful.
A sweat drop ran down Jaejoong’s face. The man was pressing the knife hard against Jaejoong’s neck. He swallowed, and tried to back away, even when he already was up against the wall. While staring at Jaejoong’s frightened face, the man started talking again. “6 Years ago… when you started getting famous… or… even before that… I was a fan of yours. I was your number 1 fan up until 4 years ago. I attended everything you attended, just because you were there. I bought everything with you on. I got backstage passes as often as possible. I sent you lots of stuff all the time, and when your birthdays were, I always sent you something special. I managed to meet you almost everyday, and got your autograph on almost everything. I was your neighbor.”
Jaejoong stiffened when he heard this.
“Ah, you’re starting to remember, eh? Well, let’s move on to 4 years ago. I invited you, no… I pleaded, begged, wanted to pay you, just so you would come to my birthday party and play. I also told you that I had something important to tell you. You told me you would come.”
“I waited, and waited, and waited. But you never came. The day after, you’d already moved away. You really hurt my feelings that day. I’ve longed for you ever after, but wasn’t able to get to you before some months ago. But then I saw you with those guys… I got completely mad and started planning. And you know the rest.” He finished.
Jaejoong tried to say something, but the knife was almost choking him. He remembered now. He remembered it awfully well. The man pulled the knife a little further away, to let Jaejoong talk. He swallowed, then said: “I… I’m sorry… Everything… Happened so fast back then… I… really wanted to come. I pleaded my parents and manager. I told them everything you’d done. I told them that I at least wanted to go to your party and play... But I couldn't help it. I even ran away from them and tried to get over to you... But they caught me. and they never let their eyes off me.
I wanted to call you, or send you a letter... contact you in a way. But they always kept me from doing it. Then, when I finally got to go back or call, you were gone. No one knew where you were or what your number was. I searched and hoped you would come to a concert or something so I could talk to you... But you never showed up again..." Jaejoong explained.
"Don't even try. I called you a houndred of times, but they always said said you didn't want to talk to me. I kept sending you stuff, but I always got it in return, and I even recieved a letter from you telling me to stop bugging you. See, I have it here." He took a paper out of the kimono and held it up infront of Jaejoong.
"that's not my handwriting." -- Jaejoong said. -- "The ink has been dragged down while it was still wet. My manager used to write like that... It must have been her...!"
The man were silent for a while. He let go of the paper and pulled away from Jaejoong. He went over to the bed and stood beside it with his back to Jaejoong. He just stood there for a long time.
after a while Jaejoong walked silently over to the man. "Hey... I promise... It won't ever happen again. what was the important thing you wanted to tell me at your party?" Jaejoong said softly.
"You still here?!" The man suddenly turned around and jumped into Jaejoong, tossing them both onto the bed. Jaejoong lay under the man sitting on top of him, staring at his face. The mad man lifted his knife, and started cutting the pillows behind him so that feathers started swirling in the air. Then, he started cutting up Jaejoong's clothes.
Sometimes he risped up Jaejoong's skin so he started bleeding. "I know what you wanted to tell me that time..." Jaejoong said. The man stopped and stared down at him with wild eyes. "...And I felt... No... Feel the same for you..." Jaejoong finished, sat up and kissed the man on his mouth. The man got surprised and sat completly still.
Then he pulled away "I don't want to share your unnaturally beauty with the world anymore!" he shouted, raised his hand with the knife, and rushed it towards a shocked and frightened Jaejoong.
Yoochun had fallen asleep in Changmin's arms. The flight to France was almost over, so Junsu woke them both up. "We're landing soon..." He told them when they awoke. Just when he said that, they were told to put on the seatbelts. Then the plane started going downwards.
They ran as fast as they could towards the gate to the plane going to Norway. They reached the door just before they closed it. They found their seats and sat down exhausted. "Jae... Hold on... We'll be there soon..." Yoochun mumbeled. This time it was Junsu's turn to fall asleep leaning against Changmin.
The people in the lobbey stared after the person walking slowly towards the elevators. The person looked like a girl, but sounded more like a man by judging his singing. He had bloody red hair cut half long except for a long ponytail. He wore a short babypink lady's kimono, as well as baby pink bunny slippers. The obi was also bloody red and was tied just beneath his chest. He clicked on the butten beside the elevator doors. The elevator was already there so it opened straight away. The femenine looking man walked in and clicked on the button for the 8th floor.