What's Wrong With CEO Jay

Chapter 11

A false emergency alarm? What is he talking about? I didn't heard any emergency alarm yesterday or this morning. Is he playing pranks? Because I'm not in a very good mood for pranks today. "Um. . . Sunbae. There wasn't any false emergency alarm at our hotel. Everywhere looks clean and okay. Maybe your friend is mistaken."

"That's strange. He's there at Hotel Kyros, he said there was so much panic yesterday night. I think you sleepy head princess was asleep and don't know it happened."

Mr Park walks out the door. . . "Sunbae, I'll call you back. Let me ask my colleague to know how things happened yesterday."

"Okay pretty. Just keep your phone close to you."

"Eoh. Later then." I hung up and Mr Park comes straight to me with two white mugs steadied in his hold.

"Here you go," he says, and I carefully collect the mug, nodding my head as I say “thank you”.

"Is he that man from before?" He asks suddenly, lowering his height down on the couch opposite me.

"Eoh? Who?"

"The person you just spoke to. Is he the man that kept you busy at yesterday's launching event?" Like. . . Why is he asking? Why does he care to know? Is it some security protocols or something? Maybe it is.

"Yes, its him. He's just a friend from high school."

"A friend. . ." He mumbles in a tone of disbelief. There's a ridiculous smirk dancing around his lips that I find almost annoying. "I don't believe a man and a woman can be just friends, Miss Han. A man has to like the woman in other to befriend her in the first place."

Okay, he's crossing his limit I think. Why will I care about what he thinks about friendship? Am I not allowed to keep my personal life to myself? I'm sure my face is showing my irritation by now. "What you said isn't wrong, Mr Park. Friends can be lovers, is anything wrong with that? Don't we all have our private lives?"

He stops smirking and looks straight at me, his eyes totally different from the humble Mr Kenny Park I use to know. "Miss Han, the reason why I'm intruding into your privacy is for the safety of the CEO. I'm worried about him. It's my job to worry about him. You don't seem to remember any bit of memory about what happened yesterday, do you?"

"What? The false emergency alarm really happened? In this hotel?" I'm about to take a sip of the coffee but I stop midway to listen to what Mr Park is about to say.

"There was panic in the whole of this hotel around midnight, yesterday. It was very bad, some people have sustained severe injuries in the process of running out, a child even fell off from the 13th floor and died. The Hotel Manager is receiving backlash, he may have to step down from his position. I wonder what drugs you took to sleep yesterday and not wake up despite all the ruckus that happened. Even a drunk person will have become sober by witnessing the incident."

"Oh my goodness, was it that bad? I can't believe that a child really died, I didn't hear any alarm yesterday. But. . . I still don't understand what this has to do with the CEO. What's your point, Mr Park?"

"Its not my place to tell you the details of what happened. Its up to you to remember and be more careful next time. If you already have a boyfriend or someone you like, or no, even if you don't have anyone, do not cross your boundary by seducing the CEO." I burp at his words, causing the mug to violently shake as the hot coffee spills onto my hands. I cry out and let go of the mug, feeling the pain of the liquid eating through my skin.

"Miss, oh, oh, don't scratch the hands, I'll get the emergency kit quickly." I don't even care to look at the place Mr Park is sprinting to, all I care now is to get to the bathroom wherever it is and dip my hands into the cold water. . .

My legs are running through a door that leads me to a long corridor. There are so many shiny brown doors here and I don't even know which one to enter. I'm wiggling my hands in the air to reduce the burning sensation and pain as I'm running to a door on the left which is the only one painted in black. It must be the bathroom. I push the door open and jump inside. . . Looking around the place. . .

Oh oh. . . It's not a bathroom.

My feet goes cold. . . And so has my body and soul. And for a moment, my heart just stops beating, feeling myself going breathless. A long haired woman is sitting on Mr Jay’s laps on the bed, they're passionately kissing while he has a hand around her hip. I'm stuck in my position, feeling like there's a burning fire that is tormenting my soul.

The sight disgust me, their faces disgust me even as they stare at me in shock. I'm the intruder. I'm the one who shouldn't be here. I'm the one who's wrong, yet I feel like being here is my rightful place and I've just been backstabbed by a man that I love. I feel like. . . I don't know, tears are pouring down from my eyes as I turn around and start running. I hear the bastard narcissist calling out my name loud but I keep running. I'm out of the corridor and into the sitting room. Mr Park is blocking my path, asking what's wrong with me but I push him away with my burnt hands and reach the computerized door. I'm pulling the door handle but its not opening.

"Open the door!" I scream out of frustration, my heart is beating so fast. "Open this damn door! Darn it!" I'm kicking my heels on the door in anger even though my body is trembling from weakness. Mr Park swipes a card and opens the door for me as I run out pass the security men without looking at anyone or anywhere except for the elevator doors.

Should I go to my room? Or should I go outside or to the rooftop? I don't know, my hand just press on the first floor and I'm crying as I wait for the damn elevator to drop me down. I'm not standing properly, the heel of my right heels have broken so I take them both off, leaving them in the elevator and running out barefooted.

There are just a few people in the lounge including some uniformed police officers. The hotel feels so gloomy that I don't know if its my shitty feelings or the false alarm tragedy that is making the place so silent and gloomy.

I'm about to dash out of the hotel entrance when someone comes in and we crash into each other. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I'm apologizing without looking as I try to side step the man to continue running, but his hand falls on my arm and holds me back in one place. Who's this psycho, darn it!

"Sarah! Hya! Look at me!" I look up to see that the man is actually sunbae Leo. A small relief washes over me as I desperately put my hands around his waist and hold him tight like a tree, burying my face into his chest. His heavy arms drapes all over me and he's hugging and patting my back gently. "It's okay, I'm here and you are safe." His hug tightens even more.

At this point that I'm crying, confused and feeling so frustrated, its still clear enough for me to know the man I should be with. The man I’m supposed to love. The man who truly love and care about me. My sunbae Leo.

"Let's go out of this place," I say, violently sniffing as if I’m about to pass out. "Sunbae, my heart is in pain. How can I stop feeling this pain?" I cry.

He cups my face and looks down into my eyes, wiping away my tears. I can see worry in his eyes but he smiles down at me. "Sarah ya, its cold outside but its okay for you have ice cream. Let's go and eat ice cream." He takes off his dark blue overall coat and drapes it around my shoulder. I feel safe. Comforted. Warm. Yet I'm still bawling my eyes out and feeling so sad and. . . Lost, internally.

"Ouch!" I cry out when Leo touches my hand, making him startle as he quickly release the hand and take a look at them.

"Sarah! Your hands. . . Its red, what happen to them? Is it hot water? I'm going to kill that bastard CEO! That heartless jerk must've done this to you!" Leo angrily starts storming his boots, making me to burst out into a fresh round of tears as I begin to feel scared. He stops the moment he hears my cry and turns around to look. How does he even know there's something going on between I and the CEO when I never mentioned it to him?

I don't want Leo to get beaten by the security men! I don't want him to get hurt because of me! I'm so frustrated and worried that I just fall on my knees and continue crying. Why am I so weak at heart? Why can't I be strong enough to handle my pain? I feel myself being heaved up in one go and into Leo's arms. He carries me out of the hotel and all the way to his car. People are looking, this is so embarrassing!