TRAPPED BY YOU - CHAPTER 8
Title : Trapped by You
Author : Michi
Pairing : Yunjae
Genre : Angst, Drama
Length : 8/?
Warning : Un-beta, Full of Grammar mistake, and lot of swear word
Disclaimer : I don't own the boys, but i loveee them very much...>< And i don't own the plot, is from the manga i read
Summary : First time Jae saw Yunho, he already captivated by him. Jung Yunho is a famous magazine model. Even he has a really handsome face, but his attitude is harsh and he always give his cold shoulders to everyone. Jae now become yunho secret admire, and he's determined it always gonna be a secret that nobody know, especially Yunho,,
But, what will happen if suddenly Yunho saw Jae scrap book binder, that full of Yunho photos in it?
What will yunho reaction?
And What will happen between them?
YUNHO POV
"Jung Yunho!! How many time should I tell you, please put more attention to our practice!! We have a perfomance in 3 days, for God sake!!" yell Mr. Han.
"Yeah.. yeah, right! Do you think, why should I put my attention and my talent to this silly and pathetic play!" I said casually and sit at the chair.
"Ohhh yeah, if you're so oohhh famous, like you said. Why don't you just quit from this drama group and play at a big movie..huuhh.. Wake up, Jung Yunho!! You're not famous anymore! Now, you just a pathetic actor that even can't memorize his own dialog. The only left behind is your handsome face!" Mr. Han yell outrageously and pointed his finger at me.
I hate when people pointed their finger at me, I feel unappreciated. But if I argue with him more, I will loss a job again.
"Yeah.. yeah.. whatever!" I said uncaringly and walked out.
"Jung Yunho! Come back here, we're not finished practice yet!"Yell Mr. Han.
"Lunch break." I said casually and closed the door.
"That brat!! If not because his face and all the female audience adore him, I will not allow him to work with us!" I can hear Mr. Han grumble from the hallway.
I walked to the rooftop of this rundown building. I take out my pack of cigarettes from my pocket.
'Only one, huhhh..' I chuckled. I lit my cigarette. I clear up my mind with the pleasure of smoke.
Even though I desperately want to quit from this torturing act, but I can't and I won't...
Because it's the only way to connect me and you..
Even if only slightest chance that I have, but I want to find you, I would find you..
And make you mine for real.. I will.. Jaejoong..
0-oooo-0
Its already 5 years since the last time I meet him. My perfect life been crumbling down, only because of one thing called LOVE.
The last time I meet him was at the graduation. I never heard any news about him after that, even a single thing.
For the first year, my life was like in HELL. I can't consentrate at anything, I keep remembering Jaejoong.
Everything about him cross through in my mind. His sweet smile, the way he covering his mouth with his palm when he is laugh, his pale skin, his raven black hair, his doe eyes that always staring at me with tenderness, its driving me crazy every second.
Even at my work, when I act suddenly I forgot my line. When I was at photo shot, I got mad at the photographer, just because he said I was lack of expression and 'There is no life in my eyes.' Perhaps, he is right.
After he left, there is no life for me anymore. I was like a walking corpse. I always getting into a fight and losing my temper easily.
I couldn't stick with any job for long. People can't stand with my attitude and my action that throw tantrums everywhere.
At the second years, my life turns more bad. NO more photo shot for any magazine. NO more act at the drama or a movie. NO more my face plastered on television.
They said I was a junk model now. With NO TALENT, NO MANNER, and NO LIFE.. The only left behind is my handsome face that been inherited from my beautiful mother.
And my father?? He is very disgrace. NO more SON that he can bragged at the social party. NO more TROPHY that he can show around to his colleague.
He said he never have a son like me, who only bring shame and trouble for him.
I don't really care actually if he broke his ties with me, since I never feel have a father anymore since he remarried with that DEVIL.
The last time I come to that hell house is the day when one of the newspapers reported MY COLLAPSED at carrier.
He called me and asked for an explanation. He didn't know that I feel terrible and miserable for the past years.
But WHY he should care? He never care for me before, why he should care now? I only a THING for him, not a SON.
Why should I explain to him, since he wouldn't care? So I just silent, and said it none of his business.
And what did I got? A hard slap and an announcement that I'm not his son anymore.
Did I sad? HELL NO. I feel really glad, as if I was escape from a prison.
I walked straight to my room, and collect my remaining thing that left in that house. The last thing I saw before I left that house for good, was my step mom snickering at my miserable life, and her smile victory because she think now she already got all my father wealth.
Did my father sad because I left him? No. He still have another son that still 2 years old from that bitch as his successor, so he didn't give a damn about me.
And as a succesful businessman, he is smart enough to bribe others tv station, newspaper and magazine to not talk about Jung Yunho anymore. As if Jung Yunho was never exist.
I feel more devastated, I don't know what to do anymore with my life. I don't have anyone to hang on. I don't have anyone that willingly give their shoulders for me to cry on. No one..
With only graduate from high school, what kind of job that I can obtain. A waiters? I can't low myself until I have to do such a low job.
Yes, you could say that I'm cocky. But the only thing I have right now was only my pride.
Thankfully, my father was still kind enough to gave me money, so I can pay rent for 3 month and my supplies for 1 month. Plus, I still have my own money in Bank from my job.
But, what about my future? The money will run out for sure. Never in this life, I'm begging money to my father. NO! That bitch will laugh at me and she will think that she already won.
Suicide?? That's really not my style. Beside, I'm longing for him. Deep down inside my heart, I know and I will meet him again someday. Or is it just my wish? I don't really know, but I have a faith about it.
The only thing that give me strenght was this bracelet and my precious picture of him, my only picture of Jae, that I got the last time we make love.
~FLASHBACK~
'Hehehe.. Jaejoong looks extremely cute when he is sleeping..' I said mindly, staring at his sleeping posture.
He is sleeping with hugging a pillow, and his bang cover his left eye. His red lips parted a little, and sometimes he rubs his cheek with his palm, making a very cute act for me to watch.
I can't waste this moment, so I grab my cellphone and take at his sleeping face. "So cutteee.." I said unconsciously. I changed my wallpaper to his cute picture.
Suddenly, I feel want something that belong to him for my posession.
'Mmm.. Jae always like to used accessories, perhaps I just have to steal one of it.' I said in my mind. And my eyes turn to his arm. I see his bracelet that he never release, even though when he is at the shower.
'Perhaps he treasure it. I should take this one.' I said mindly, and giggling when I put it at my hand.
'He will not realize his bracelet was gone, right? Oh well, if he did and ask me, I just have to say that I don't know anything.' I said in my mind and grinning while touch the bracelet.
"Thanks a lot Jae for your lovely picture and this bracelet. I will treasure it, just like how much I treasure you.." I whisper lovingly in his ears and kiss his cheek lightly.
~END FLASHBACK~
I look at my wallpapers, and saw my cute Jae sleeping face. I still can vividly remember the scene that night. How calm his face, perhaps from that night he already make a decision to leave my side.
The stupid and clueless me, even can't read his expression. If I put more attention to him, perhaps I will know and can prevent all this thing to happen. He will still be with me right now.
But I can't changed the past. What I can do right now, was trying to make a future for us, a bright future.
I remember the time when I desperately looking for a job, since the only job that I found was only as a waiter at the cafe.
I stumble into a pamphlet of a drama perfomance. The pamphlet display a drama group called 'HOT OVEN' with the title "The lost red ridding hood', and it will be held at the Gyeongsang district in SM building ground floor.
"What kind of name was that? HOT OVEN?? That is so silly..hahahaha" I laugh crazily, when I read the pamphlet.
"Its already 21 century, how come there were still people play red ridding hood!! They must be totally an amateur and dumb! Can they more smarter than that?" I said snickering.
Suddenly I remember Jae word that always encourage me when I feel down and think that I can't do anything anymore.
"But I also think you're cool. When I see you're dressing on that cool outfit, and making a pose.. I think you're different from everyone else. Like you're totally outstanding between everybody.." His word always echoed in my head, and give me strenght to continue what I love, and never lose hope of it.
That moment, I realized. The least I can do is show my name everywhere. Even though only a small play, I could careless.
Whatever the job is, at least I can show my name, I have to do it.
So, If someday Jae looking for me, he would know where to find me. That my last hope.
0-oooo-0
JAEJOONG POV
'What the hell I'm doing in here!' I scream in my head.
'I already promise to myself to never think about him anymore! So why now I was on a train headed to Seoul?!!!'
"You're so stupid Jaejoong!!" I talked to no one and hit my head lightly. People on the train start to look at me weirdly, and I just can bow and smile to them.
Here I am, at the front of the building. I can't believe someone will hold a play in such a small place like this. Its even rundown, with a little wind I bet this building will collapse. There is no way Jung Yunho willingly want to play in this kind of teater.
But nevertheless what I think on my mind, my body say the opposite way. Without I realize, I already stand infront of the ticket counter and stare at the poster that hanging on the wall.
"Hello sir.. You come to see the play? It's really an interesting story. I bet you never saw something like this before, I guarentee that.." Said the ticket seller friendly, and give me her biggeast smile.
"Uhmmm.. not really. I just walk by.." I lied.
"Why don't you try to watch it first. I guarantee, you will not disappointed." She said try to convince me more.
"Oh well, but I don't have a ticket.."
"Its okay.. No need ticket for today, we still on promoting. So just enjoy the play, okay.." She said and push me toward the main door.
It is really a small theater. Just like a drama that you usually play in high school. The property is so simple and hand made with flaws everywhere.
I look around, and the only audience that exist were children with their parents.
'There is no way the Great Jung Yunho will play in this such small drama. I can't believe how stupid I am, to came here all the way just to check something that impossible. Did I still hope to meet him by any chance? Noo.. Noo.. I can't!!!' I shook my head vigorously and start to walk out. But when I reach the door knob, I heard a very familiar voice, that impossible for me to mistaken it.
"Yunhooo.."
0-oooo-0
Hii guysss... Finally, I wake up from hibernation..^o^
I will continue this fic until its finished, and I hope I will not hiatus for a long time again..
I hope you guys still enjoy reading this chapter, even though I think is kinda fail..TT
And sorry for a lot of grammer mistake, english is my second language, and I'm not really go at it..^^'
Comments are appreciated, and Loovvedddd..>o< *Bribe u guys with Yunjae candies..hehe*
Ps : Please send ur pray for my comrade that have to go through a disaster.. I hope they tough for their loss, and I always pray for their safety..
My Country is crying right now..TT