Mystic Part 6
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Genre: Angst
Stuck amidst an intricate tangle of lies and deceit, who will you choose to trust?
5 Days Until the Party
My mind has been reeling ever since I got that text from Yixing. I feel like I can trust him for some reason, but so many uncertainties still plague my mind. I have a horrible feeling in my gut that there is a lot more to this situation than I think, and that I’m going to have to find out soon, probably the hard way. I barely slept last night, thought after thought infiltrating my cluttered mind. I talked to some of the boys of EXO, however, learning a little more about them. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t beginning to really enjoy their company.
I was told to talk to Yixing more, but I haven’t texted him yet, as I’m not sure what I should do. After the text he sent me last night, I have no clue what I should do. Will he understand what I’m doing if I randomly strike up innocent conversation? I almost sent a message so many times, but I was so scared that his previous message would show up, even though I deleted it. If people from Anonymous find that, I’m dead. I’m assuming that they didn’t see it, as I probably would have gotten an earful by now. Even more than an earful, I’m sure. I’m not sure how Yixing pulled that whole thing off, but I force myself to not dwell on it.
I continue pacing around the room, the morning light blinding my tired eyes. I can’t get Yixing out of my head, his message repeating in my head over and over again, paranoia fueling my energy.
My phone chimes, a text from Baekhyun. We’d been texting throughout the night, and I feel like I’ve grown a lot closer to him. I learned all sorts of things about him last night. I learned that he and Chanyeol are roommates, and have been best friends for years. He’s a writer, and dropped out of college to become an author after his parents kicked him out of the house. He has a dog named Mongryong, and he swears she’s the best dog in the world. I smile, remembering our conversations last night, and open the EXO app.
Baekhyun: I’m still just gonna talk to you on here. Still avoiding the chatroom at all costs T-T
Poor Baekhyun, so terrorized by the other members. I love their relationships. How they interact is what I had always wanted to have in a friend, but never got. I type out a response, a smile still lingering on my lips.
(Y/N): You’re gonna have to do it eventually, why not now? I’ll back you up when they tease you.
Baekhyun: That is not true! You already sided with them.
(Y/N): I’m going to open a chat right now, you should come and get it over with. You can’t wait forever, the party is in five days.
Baekhyun T-T
I chuckle, opening a chatroom.
(Y/N) has entered the chat
Baekhyun has entered the chat
(Y/N): Baekhyun! You’ve decided to come!
Baekhyun: I’ve come to meet my fate and suffer the consequences.
(Y/N): Once they see your name in the chatroom they’re gonna flip out lol.
Baekhyun: Don’t remind me T-T
Jongin has entered the chat
Baekhyun: Oh no
Jongin: !!!!!!!!!!
Jongin has left the chat
(Y/N): What? Was he so excited that he left?
Baekhyun: No…. he’s texting everyone else to come too. You can’t private chat while you’re in the chatroom.
(Y/N): Oh I see. Sorry Baek lol.
Baekhyun: It’s okay I’ve accepted my fate. I’ve numbed out my emotions to prepare for the roast.
(Y/N): You sound experienced, does this happen often?
Baekhyun: Possibly…..
Sehun has entered the chat
Jongin has entered the chat
Chanyeol has entered the chat
Baekhyun: Here we go boys.
Chanyeol: I already roasted him but I’m ready to see this, I’m still feeling petty.
(Y/N): I feel like a terrible person but this is gonna be funny.
Baekhyun: (Y/N) I knew you were a liar when you said you would side with me -_-
(Y/N): :)
Jongin: Baekhyun you are so fuCKING DUMB I CAN’T
Sehun: I thought you couldn’t stoop any lower than the laundromat incident but apparently I was wrong.
Jongin: Okay all of his stupid decisions with the car aside, there’s a bigger problem here.
Sehun: ?
Chanyeol: He has a lot of problems.
Baekhyun: T-T
Jongin: Why were you wearing jeans with fake pockets? I’m pretty sure only women’s jeans are like that lol.
Sehun: Oh shit you’re right.
Baekhyun: So what if they are? Don’t you dare throw gender roles at me, I can wear whatever I want.
Chanyeol: Oh my god Baekhyun.
Baekhyun: Don’t gender stereotype me!
Jongin: You’re impossible.
Chanyeol: I still think the worst part is the fact that he literally gave his keys to a stranger while his car was right there.
Sehun: I personally think the worst part was the fact that he tried to find a mother to help him.
(Y/N): This is great.
Jongin: Baek did you ever get your car back?
Chanyeol: Why don’t you tell them Baekhyun? Tell them what happened to your precious minivan.
Baekhyun: ……
(Y/N): He never told me this part!
Jongin: I’m so ready for this lolololololol.
Sehun: You guys are all pathetic. Why am I here again?
Baekhyun: It doesn’t matter what happened to the car what matters is that I’m okay. That lady could have hurt me! I could’ve lost my life! You guys should be relieved that I left the situation unscathed.
Sehun: Oh my god cut the shit Baekhyun.
Chanyeol: Baekhyun if you don’t tell them I’m going to.
Baekhyun: Why would you play me like this?
Jongin: Omg just tell us I want to hear this.
Baekhyun: FINE
(Y/N): I’m grabbing my popcorn.
Yixing joined the chat
Jongin: You’re here just in time Yixing! Tell Junmyeon to come too!
Yixing: I don’t think Junmyeon will appreciate this, but I’ll stick around.
Chanyeol: Okay go now Baekhyun.
Baekhyun: Okay so I went to the car registration place and had them check the license number to see if there had been reports and……
Jongin: ?????
Sehun: Get on with it. I have things to do.
Baekhyun: The car may or may not now be in a high speed chase across the North Korean border….
Jongin: whATDFH????
Sehun:.......
Yixing: You guys really are a mess….
Chanyeol: That’s not even the worst of it. Keep going Baekhyun, we’re all waiting.
Baekhyun: They’re also facing a felony for hitting three pedestrians…….
Jongin: oH MY GOD
Baekhyun: Speeding…..
Sehun: -_-
Baekhyun: Driving under the influence…..
Yixing: I shouldn’t be laughing at this right now.
Baekhyun: And stealing $150 worth of food from a Burger King, terrorizing the cashier.
Jongin: Okay but why Burger King??? That’s ratchet as fuck.
Baekhyun: Is that really your concern here? I caused this to happen!
Yixing: It’s not your fault, they would’ve been able to do that with any car.
Chanyeol: I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Baekhyun: So to answer your question, no, I did not get my minivan back. And now it’s probably being held by Kim-Jong-Un or something.
Sehun: Is that the whole story?
Baekhyun: Yep.
Sehun: Okay I can go now then. You’re a mess. That’s all.
Sehun has left the chat
Baekhyun: T-T
(Y/N): Baekhyun we texted about this situation for like two hours last night and you just failed to mention that whole part to me?
Baekhyun: Oops? I forgot?
Chanyeol: You are so impossible Baekhyun. Why are you my roommate again?
Baekhyun: You still love me anyways though
Chanyeol: ……..
Jongin: ;)
Chanyeol: Don’t even start with that you know it’s not like that oh my god.
Jongin: ;)))))))))
Baekhyun: I’m leaving now, you guys have roasted me enough. I’m just gonna go wallow in my low self esteem for a little while.
Chanyeol: Are you in your room? I’ll be there in a few minutes.
Baekhyun: Yeah, that’s where I’ll be T-T
Baekhyun has left the chat
Chanyeol has left the chat
Jongin: They’re totally fucking lol.
Yixing: Jongin oh my god.
Jongin: I have a whole conspiracy about it, I should explain it further to you (Y/N)
Yixing: Don’t terrorize our new member.
(Y/N): They’ll come out eventually.
Jongin: See! She agrees with me!
Yixing: You’re really something, (Y/N)
Jongin: You fit right in here.
(Y/N): I’m glad, I was so nervous lol.
Yixing: No need to be nervous, we’ll always protect you, okay?
Jongin: That’s a little intense lol.
Yixing: You know that don’t you (Y/N)?
(Y/N): Yes….
Yixing: I have to go now, sorry I haven’t been in the chatroom much. Just a lot of preparations for the party. I’ll talk to you guys later.
Yixing has left the chat
Jongin: I’m gonna go too, I took a break from dance practice to come into the chat once I saw Baekhyun was here lol.
(Y/N): Priorities am I right?
Jongin: Yes exactly lol. I’ll talk to you later, have a good day.
Jongin has left the chat
(Y/N) has left the chat
I set my phone down on the table beside me, unable to hide the smile on my face. I told myself I wouldn’t, but I can’t help but grow attached to these boys.
This only makes me feel more guilty for what I am doing. I want to tell them where I am, what is going on, tell them to be careful, but that would do no good. That would probably end worse for all of us, me especially.
Suddenly, my phone chimes beside me. A text from Yixing. My heart begins to race.
Yixing: Do not reply to this, delete it as soon as you see it. I’m going to call you at one in the morning, please be ready. I have some things to discuss with you in secret. Don’t worry, I have precautions in place so that you will not get into trouble. I’ll talk to you soon.
My eyes widen as I read the text, hastily deleting it afterwards. I glance at the clock, it’s currently 10 in the morning, so I have a while to wait still. Anticipation courses through my veins. I know I will be counting down the minutes for the rest of they day.
The clock reads 12:55 am, and my nerves are in my throat. I’ve been waiting all day, restless. I showered, got something to eat, and sat in my room staring at the wall for most of the day. Tao checked on me at one point, giving me a heart attack, but he only told me to keep doing what I have been doing, and then left. I’ve been living the whole day in paranoia, wondering how Yixing is keeping this a secret from them. Aren’t they going to be listening to our phone call? How is Yixing going to get around that?
12:57
My heart races faster in my chest, and I twist my fingers together in anguish.
12:58
The seconds tick by.
12:59
My heartbeat pulses in my ears.
1:00
My breath catches in my throat as I stare intently at the phone in my lap, waiting for the ringtone to sound, ready for the screen to light up.
After a few moments, it vibrates as the incoming call from Yixing illuminates the screen. Shakily, I press accept and bring the phone to my ear, scared he’ll be able to hear my heart beating through to the other side.
“(Y/N)?” His clear voice resounds through the line.
“Hi,” I whisper breathlessly, the air being swept from my lungs.
“Sadly we have to keep this call abrupt. I can only disrupt their connection from the line for so long. I’ll get right to the point, okay?”
“Sure,” I breathe, heart racing.
“Okay. Where do I even begin? The place you are at, it is dangerous. Very very dangerous. At the party we will get you out, but before then I need you to help me with a few things, is that okay?”
“Yes, I’ll help you as best as I can, this place it’s….” I trail off, my mind overwhelmed.
“I know, I know how it is. Listen, I have a transmitter in your phone where I can hear the audio around it, so I can hear conversations going on where you are. Anonymous is up to things, they’re planning something for this party, something I need to find out so I can stop whatever it is. I wish I could explain more, but I can’t right now. I’ll tell you everything really soon, though, I promise.” I can hear the urgency in his tone, and I hang onto his every word.
“I understand,” I say, my skin burning in anticipation.
“I can presume that you’re in the living quarter wing where they keep lower ranked people. I know a way you can potentially spy on the meeting room. You must go all the way to room 721, in there is a vent. If you climb in, and go all the way to the end, you will be right above where they typically have important meetings. Eventually, I’ll tell you when, but I’m going to need you to go there for me. Can you do that?” He sounds desperate, pleading evident in his tone.
He seems to know the way around this place really well. I guess he really was a member of Anonymous. Did he escape too? He doesn’t seem like the type to be involved with a place like this….
“Yes, I can do that,” I say, my voice wavering. Can I really do that? If I get caught…..
“I will do everything in my power to keep you safe, so please don’t worry. If you get caught, I can deal with it. But I will be putting precautions in place to stop that from happening. This is a very messy situation, and right now you play a big part in it. I’m so sorry you got dragged into this, you don’t deserve this. It won’t be much longer though, I can promise you that.”
“Thank you,” I breathe, multitudes of emotions filling my body.
“I have to go now, I really wish we could talk longer. Your voice, it helps me think more clearly. We’ll meet in just a few days, and I’ll get you out of there. Please just pull through, and be ready to be my spy, okay?” His words are more rushed now.
“I’ll be ready. Thank you so much,”
“I should be thanking you, (Y/N). Goodbye now, sleep well.”
And with that, the call ends, and I’m left in silence.
My mind is overloaded with new information. Room 721. Vent. Spying. Could I really handle all of this? Something tells me I’m going to have to whether I think I can or not.
I lay awake for a few hours, wincing at every noise, scared that someone will come into my room having found out about the phone call. That doesn’t happen, however, and I eventually manage to drift into a restless sleep.
