Can You Save Him? ~ Chapter Six

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Yesterday, he joyously answered yes to her thoughtful desire. Afterwards, they went to get ice cream and strolled through the park near the school. Then, they went home to sleep away the tragic events that had happened.

"Why are you hovering over me like I'm some type of delicious chocolate cupcake?"

Currently, both of them were gleefully bickering about why YeonRa was hovering over him. He had to it it was very sweet of her to protect him like this.

"Because I'm here to protect you, idiot," she responded sassily, plugging one earbud in her left ear as her playlist played her favorite songs.

"Aish! I'm not an idiot," Yixing muttered under his breath, neatly organizing his books in his locker.

YeonRa giggled, leaning against her unorganized locker. "You are one," she teased, tapping his nose.

Loudly, the bell shrieked, meaning it was lunch time. Or as Yixing calls it, the place where everyone throws food at him and Chanyeol painfully punches him and Tiffany would dump rotten meat while Yaru would spew an abundance of toxic words.

"I know what you are thinking," said YeonRa as she walked in front of him. "We're going to the cafeteria."

"I've seen you have been eating in the flower garden," she added and his eyes widened in surprise in how much he knows.

"How did you know that?" He asked.

She shrugged as they arrived inside the cafeteria. "I used to sometimes go back there to get away from the group. I always needed a break from them," she answered, turning her blasting music in her ears down a notch.

As predicted, the main topic whispers and loud conversations were all about yesterday. Some people spoke about their favorite parts - mostly a salty mix of "the alcoholic" punching Tiffany square in the jaw, leaving a purple bruise; Chanyeol ionately kissing YeonRa without a break in between and her not kissing back; Yixing caressing YeonRa's cheek; YeonRa's amazing smile; and the sweet moment they had after everyone left to walk or drive to their houses.

She groaned out of embarrassment. She should've known that one pesty student would spy on the two to have some gossip to spill the next day.

When she byed full tables, people smiled at her and greeted her, acting as if they had not been recording everything. Her insides churned in utter disgust, but she kindly greeted them all and sat down with Yixing at an empty table.

Picking at the food with his silverware, Yixing sighed. "YeonRa? Why aren't you eating your bento?"

"I don't feel hungry."

"Is it because of all this gossip?" A concerned Yixing asked, moving closer to her.

She slid the bento box away from her by using her finger. "I have never been a fan of it. I think it's very hurtful."

"Tell me about it. I have to deal with it everyday for two years." He saw Tiffany speaking with Taeyeon, motioning her hands about whatever topic while Yaru showed them a video and they all laughed, enjoying themselves. "I just wonder why it has to be me..."

Brimming tears were in his dead eyes. He vividly ed all the times he had gotten beaten so badly. When no one tried to help him and just watched with smirks, gossiping and spreading more rumors. He watched his reputation being flushed down and stepped on every second.

"Yixing...." YeonRa hugged him and tried to soothe his racking body. "Please don't cry."

Like a soft puppy, Yixing unknowingly huddled up against her, inhaling her candy and nature scent that made his heartbeat best father than a speeding car. The tears dripped down and landed on his jeans and trembled lightly on his jawline. Two tormenting years of torture had made him feel numb to pain, but it damaged his confident and tough aura. It made him weak and useless and shattered all at once.

When will both YeonRa and Yixing have a twinkling, sparkling, happy ending together?

Bittersweet tears

Flowing down

Carelessly tainting your sweet life

Carelessly ruining your very being

No one is here to save you from a living nightmare

No one comes to be your knight in shining armour

You're cursed to be alone for eternity

One day, the roles switch

The main character is a girl who becomes his Guardian angel

And all the hope he had been clinging to had finally repaid.

In those couple lyrics, her voice was fueled with three well-known emotions - sadness, love, bittersweetness. It was soft, sweet, and an angelic, identical her visuals and her personality. Yixing felt entangled and trapped - in the best way possible - as his tears stopped, the flowing remaining ones landing on the hard tiled floor beneath their shoes.

Leaning her head on his shoulder and smiled. YeonRa never felt so much glee from making someone smile. Looking into his eyes, she could see that he was still sad, but her little song healed his wounded heart. Using her thumb, she wiped the remaining tears off his cheeks.

"Are you okay now?" asked YeonRa.

"Yeah. I'm okay." He smiled at her. "I didn't know you could sing."

"I do it often," she says, breaking the hug.

"Trust me, she does. I swear her singing is annoying sometimes," a male voice interjected.

Bothered, she glanced behind her to see a boy about the same height as her flipping a coin in his hand, the coin landing exactly in the middle of his palm. His cherry red hair was parted to the left side, exposing part of his forehead and coordinating with his blood-red t-shirt, teal leather jacket, blue ripped jeans, and black tennis shoes. A smirk was plastered all over his adorable face.

She turned, swinging her legs over the spot she was sitting on, hunching over and propping her elbow on her thigh. "Greetings, Luhan."

"Yo, Princess Yeon," Luhan greeted. "So, the rumors are true. You're spending time with the biggest loser and alcoholic."

YeonRa sighed, ing that Luhan had went on a family trip in China for business reasons and tons of fun.

"Don't call him that." Overprotective, she hugged him again, a little bit tighter than the last one. "He's really nice. A bit cute too, if I dare to say."

"But I'm cuter, right?" Luhan asked with a frown, munching on his apple.

Yixing tapped YeonRa's shoulder and stole back her attention. She shifted her head around, her face brightening.

"Sorry about that. Yixing, this is Luhan, a sort-of good friend of mine," YeonRa introduced him to Luhan.

"Nice to meet you." Luhan pondered for a bit. "Lay."

"What?" Yixing questioned.

"Lay - your new nickname."

YeonRa quickly explained, "He usually gives his friends one or two nicknames. For example, mine is Princess Yeon or just Yeon."

"Oh." Yixing looks back up at Luhan. "Do you want to sit with us?"

Luhan shook his head, pointing his thumb at a table where ten guys were sitting at. "I'm going to sit with those guys."

"No you're not."

"Why not?"

"Three... Two... One..." As soon as YeonRa ended with saying one, the bells rang. "Guess you're not going to get to chat."

"Let's go." Luhan tossed the apple in the trash next to him and walked out with the two.

Yixing walked in between Luhan, who was on his right, and YeonRa, who was on his left. Girls were pointing and glaring at him, all of their eyes filled with jealousy. The taunting and feeding glares followed him down the hall until...

"Do you think you're going anywhere, YeonRa?"

She stopped dead in her tracks, spinning around to descry who was threatening her. Her eyes narrowed once she realized it was Yaru and two males - Kai and Sehun - gripped metal bats, holding them above their shoulders, ready to pounce and hit any moment.

Standing behind her, Taeyeon and Tiffany fiddled with their hands, impatiently awaiting for their black-hearted, inadequate queen to confabulate.

"What you did yesterday." Yaru took a step forward, pinning her wavering eyes at YeonRa. "It was unforgivable and immature." Another step towards her. "My stature is at stake because of you and your annoying mouth. I think you earned yourself a punishment."

Rolling her tired eyes, YeonRa clapped back, "Stop talking about yourself already."

Yaru smirked, stepping back. She pointed at the bats the two boys were holding firmly. "You will pay for what you've down. Guess who will be recording? The whole school!" She laughed like a maniac, throwing her head back.

"Have any last words... Princess Yeon?"

YeonRa surveyed in the back of Yaru, examining the staircase that lead up to the school's polished, white rooftop and then an exit to another door that opens to the flower garden. A luscious, bushy bush was right outside the front gates. She has had to quietly scamper that way before and the good side was that no-one else knew about her secret escape plan.

Peering at Luhan and Yixing, she slowly let out a breath and mouthed to them, "Go."

Luhan mouthed back, "What? No way! We can't leave you. You're an idiot if you think I'm leaving you."

"You are leaving me. I promised to be his Guardian Angel and I'll prove it," she mouth-hissed back. "Go up to the school rooftop and bolt straight across, down the stairs, and you should see an exit. If they follow you, go hide in the bush."

Luhan pointed at Lay. "Where am I taking him?"

"Somewhere safe." YeonRa's twinkling, pleading eyes bored into his two warm-hearted ones. "Just go. Quickly."

He reluctantly nodded, grasping Lay's hand and bolted to the staircase, avoiding and swerving through crowds.

YeonRa turned back to Yaru, saying,

"Give me your best shot."

#enmortals