Frozen Soul Trapped In Box Of Love

Ayanna POV

I wonder if Sung Hoon really mad at me. I left the spicy beef stew at the table and silently leave the house. He kept himself in the room. I leave earlier than usual today.

I can see the sky getting yellowish and following the sun that dipped down below the horizon. Purple and light pink appear slowly to the blue sky .

"Its been awhile since I can enjoy this scenery."

I take a deep breath and walk towards home. I saw something in front the door. It looks like someone standing while holding the door.

"Can I help you?"

He heard me and turned around. I saw a red color drenched his clothes. He was the guy that I hit with the rock last week and he was currently in bloody shirt.

"Could you possibly help this injured man?"

I grab the key and open the door. I help him get inside and close the door. I look at the hidden cam around the corner. There was no suspicious person. I turn to him and felt nauseous.

"First... I hate blood and second I was afraid of wound and third pain is my enemy."

He smirk at me. Did he think I am joking? Well hello sir, I am not a smooth talker but I am no joke here. He seems can read my face quite well and he open his mouth maybe planning to convince me.

"I was in blood because wound in my stomach and I am in so much pain. So you must seriously hate me"

My eyes wide open and narrowed slowly to him. I didn't think much and get the first aid kit. I wonder if this will sufficient. Look at the blood all over his shirt, it seems he got big issue there.

All I have here was for minor injury. I look at him, he was lay on the couch. Using his four finger lightly massage his forehead. I standing two feet from him and eyeing on his every move.

"I want to help but I don't think I can get near you"

He tilt his head, looking at me from his comfortable posture and his eyes seems smiling even his lips show straight line and after moment he speak slow but stern.

"If I die here, I will be haunting your home forever"

My body react so fast that my heart can't felt anything. I get the scissor and cut his shirt. He take of his black leather jacket. The blood already stop. I saw a burn mark around the wound. The wound is coming from a something sharp I think because it is a long cut across his stomach.

"This is for real? There nothing I could do, its been treat"

He look so pale and but he still breathing slowly. He already deal with the injury, I don't think there is any I can do. I saw a yellow piece of paper at his hand and recognize the handwriting.

"OOU, Mama Bear"

I nodded and looked at him, I guess he was here for some recovery. 'One Of Us'. Mona teach me that code to recognize the people as someone who can be trusted and 'Mama Bear' is a code name for her personal request. Only me and Mona know the meaning of it.

"There must be some clothes that can fit you in"

I start looking for the shirt and get some ice water to make sure his body temperature is not high enough to kill him. I help him to change his clothes. There was intense moment when I touch his b.a.r.e skin to remove the dry blood. I look at his eyes, and I can felt his warm breath near my ear.

"I am sorry"

I felt sorry for him. I didn't understand why but I felt like I know him before. I know he is safe. I just know, and I can't explain it in any words. And this there is something that I want to ask. I open my lips and but those question stuck in my throat. Finally, I just blurted out.

"Don't haunt my home"

"I wont if I can survive throughout this night"

I done cleaning his wound and felt my stomach growling asking to be fed. I could feel there was a gig inside my belly. Maybe there on to rock concert or something.

"You want something to eat?"

I ask my guest thinking that he must be hungry to. beside he lost too much blood.

"Please, some warm and easy for you to prepare"

"Alright"

I stare at the shirt at my hand. My head suddenly spinning and I heard some screaming and a sound of explosion make my heart pounding faster. I heard a voice. 'Riddle for greed people'.

"Aya"

Someone calling me. The voice reached my ears. But my body trembling for the cold from the eyes that staring at me. The air filled with smoke as building burning like inside a fire pit and people shouting with the sorrow cries. I felt a strong grip at my shoulder.

"Open your eyes god dammit it. Aya!"

I open my eyes and aware of where I am. I just had another blackout. It must be the smell of blood.Recently my sensitivity of blood increasing to the point I will have a blackout in deep of my traumatic experience.

I grasp my face. I take a deep breath and look at the man who staring at me with some death man expression. The apologetic look and regret clearly show at his face.

"Its my fault. I shouldn't come here in the first place"

He saying like he know my sickness. I wondering is it the secret was worth it. Should I forget my peaceful life and seek for my past memories.

"Do you actually know me... personally?"

"Aya..."

"I don't understand why... but we met long time ago right?"

I was sitting on floor leaning by the wall. He then slowly sit at the floor and let his back rest comfortable at the stove. He face me with such sorrow deep eyes. We were few feet apart but I can see clearly the eyes of regret.

"I wish I can tell you, but I'ts not the time yet. I'm not ready yet."

"Okey."

"That easy?"

"I hate being pushed or forced to do something that I don't want or don't like. I believe it is fair if I do the same to others"

He cracked a smile and he touch his forehead with his fingers. Slowly he pushed back his hair. He smacked his lips and look at me with a faint smile.

"Chicken stew should be enough for you. Wait at the couch. Do you still need this shirt?"

"Throw it away. Sorry it trigger your bad memories"

"Are you one of the shadows?"

"You know?"

"I called the unseen protector that way. Did I just hit the jackpot?"

"You weird. I am not sure if you just fearless or stupid"

I sneer to his remarks. Look who the one just throw himself into bloody fight and asking for the lady under protection to help.

"Look who's talking. The guy who come to my house with bloody shirt."

"A lady should be fragile and fear of unknown people"

"First year I was under the Protection System, the first lovely house I sent to was in fire the next day I step into it. The second house that I live for only two months was now buried under the ashes because of unknown explosion. The second week I was try to live on the third house, dozen of people with suit try to kidnapped me."

He didn't say anything but silently wait for my next words.

"This is the second year I was under the protection. In this Island nothing has happen. Just the nightmare that repeatedly playing at my night sleep. This Island was not exist in the eyes of the world except..."

I paused and took out the piece of paper and show him 'OOU'.

"But recently my dream was slightly different"

"Did M.o.a.na know?"

"NO, I havent tell her yet."

"What the different?"

"I was running in the darkwood being chasing. I was small... "

He suddenly stand up and the glass crashed to the floor. The house become dark, and I felt his breath so close to my neck. He was on my body where I was pushed down on the floor. This is happen within a second. I can hear a whisper and whistle.

'Ask the wind for help'

"What?"

'Ask the wind to dance'

"How?"

'Whistle like you used to'

"I never whistle before"

I saw a pair of red eyes was aiming for me. Under the dim of moonlight that shining through the window, I saw a figure that bigger than usual human standing in the middle of the living room. They can see in the dark but they cannot see both of us that lying on the floor.

"Argh..."

"Are you in pain? Whats wrong?"