Chapter 19: The Devil

Taesung's POV:

I was running. I didn't know where to still I was running. All I could imagine right now was Noona's scared face. She was scared of me, scared of the things that I did. She saw my inner devil. Today I just lost control. I couldn't stop myself. I was turned into a bloodthirsty beast. Her cry was buzzing in my ears. How she said my name, how she asked me to stop. I could stop but I didn't. This was killing me. She would never look at me like before. She would not forget how much a devil I am. I didn't know where to run away, I was tired, and I was reeking. I smelled blood on me. I wanted clean this, all of this.

I didn't know when I came to my flat. When I went to bathroom as well as looked in the mirror, I didn't see myself. I saw the same blonde haired reflection that was hunting my nightmares. This time, it didn't have wings. He was laughing, laughing at me.

"Stop." I whispered still it didn't stop.

"Stop." I screamed but it didn't stop.

"Who are you? What do you want?" I heard my crying.

The reflection stopped and said, "I am you. Don't you know me?"

No, I didn't.

"Of course you know me. After all, I am you and you are me. We have been doing all those things for years. You can't deny that, can you?" It laughed.

"No. I am not you." I faintly whispered.

"Then what are you?" It smirked.

What was I? To be honest, I didn't know. I didn't know who I was. All I knew was I wanted to be someone reliable. I wanted to do all the good things. I wanted to be a better person for Noona. Someone that could make her happy, make smile, make her feel protected. That's all I wanted now.

"No, you are wrong." The reflection replied. "You are not the good person here and you will never be the good person. Not even for your Noona."

I roared, "You are lying."

It laughed, "Am I? Then tell me, didn't you fight today? Didn't it feel good to hurt others? Didn't it feel amazing to see the blood?"

He was right. It felt good. Only I did it for a reason, to save Noona.

"Both of us know that's not true. It was just a pathetic excuse to unleash your hatred and anger. You didn't want to save your Noona in fact you brought troubles to her. Did you think of what she did when you left like a cowered from the mess you have created?"

It was right. I didn't think what I was doing. I was only thinking that I was exposed to Noona. She had seen my madness.

"See, I told you. You will never be the good one, never be enough for her. You will consume her. You will drown her into your madness."

No, I wouldn't. "You don't know me, you are not me. You can't tell me what I can be or not." I yelled at it.

It laughed like a maniac, "Yes, you are right. I am not you. You are you. I am just your part."

I was confused, "And which part is that? What are you?"

It smirked, "I am the Devil."

No, I wasn't a bad person. No, I couldn't be the bad person for Noona.

"No, no, no, no, no, no......" I screamed and punched the mirror. It broke and the fragments were spread on all over the bathroom tile. Nevertheless, the reflection didn't stop laughing. It was looking at me from every fragment and its laughed echoed in the bathroom.

"No." I screamed and covered my ears with my hands to block the echo.

I slipped on the floor, kept my ears covered and cried. I looked at my hands, they were covered with blood. Now I didn't feel the same sensation I used to feel seeing blood. This blood told me how much a monster I was. I washed my hands again and again but this fucking blood didn't wash away from my hands. Indeed, I was the Devil. All I could do was just destroy.

Fahami's POV:

It had been four days since the incident happened. Every day I knocked on Taesung's door, but he didn't open. He didn't even show up at the restaurant. I knew he was in his flat, but he didn't open the door. What was he afraid of? That, I would hate him? I would look at him differently? Never. Taesung was so much important to me and I wouldn't give up on him. All I needed were mere answers. I needed to know why he was so ruthless. Taesung was a trained fighter, indeed. Still, no trained fighter would stab someone like that. I noticed anger, pain and madness. He had all of these inside of him, I didn't know what made him like this. And I needed that answer.

I knew he wouldn't open the door still I was going to try, "Taesung." I knocked.

"Taesung." I again knocked. No reply. As I was about turn, the door opened revealing the Taesung. He was wearing a white shirt and a khaki sweatpants. His hair was messy, the under eye bags told me how much okay he was. He looked too much exhausted.

"What do you want?" He replied in a cold tone. I was bewildered because I wasn't expecting him to ask me this.

"Umm, are you okay? You haven't opened the door for four days. You haven't been in the restaurant. I was worried." I looked down as Taesung was staring at me. It was weird. Taesung didn't look at me like he looked at me before. There was something wrong.

"Firstly, it's not your business to worry about me. Secondly, don't disturb me from now on." He said all these things in the coldest way. I couldn't describe how I felt to hear those horrible things.

"Taesung, what are you saying?" I was on the verge of crying. My voice confirmed it as it was cracking.

"From now on, we will stay way from each other. I don't want to be in touch with you. Do you understand?"

Did I understand? No, I didn't. I didn't understand what the hell was happening.

"No. I don't understand at all. Why are you doing this Taesung? Just because of that night? But I am not mad at you. I won't even ask you anything if you don't want to talk about it. Please, don't do this." I was screaming as well as crying.

"I see. I wish you luck. Goodbye, Fahami-shi." He didn't look a bit sad. And when he said my name, something tugged in my heart painfully. He closed the door right on my face. He not only closed the door but also closed the chapter, our chapter.