Siren Song 230 Are You Really Here

"What have you been doing that you now look like this. For you to be this desperate, would it not have been better if you left with me then?" After speaking he sighed, tearing at her. The man brushed a few loose hairs on her forehead before the sound of his footsteps echoed as he moved away.

'Wait. Don't leave. Please don't leave Jian. I'm sorry.' She wanted to speak and call out to him but her lips remained sealed. Her eyes too refused to open. Laying there crus.h.i.+ng blackness pushed in again, smothering her, leaving her to remember only darkness.

After some time it finally started to recede again, realizing the pressure in her head was receding, Chang fought through the pitch to clarity.

'Jian!'

Regaining consciousness Chang had to force her eyelids apart as they felt leaden and thick. With extreme effort she was able to snap them open and saw a white ceiling with a fluorescent bar unlit overhead.

'Where am I?' Realizing she was laying in a comfortable bed, Chang shot up immediately alarmed. The sudden movement caused her heavy head to ache and pound. Groaning Chang held her head in her hands and tried to gather her thoughts and self.

The last thing she remembered was after being taken from the restaurant front she had been shoved back into Liang Ju-Long's car. When the men had started the engine up and started driving away, Chang had started to panic fearing the worst.

True to his words the man had not withheld himself when she began resisting again and had put a big flinstoney fist in her face. The last thing she had felt was the cracking pain before the unwelcome darkness had stolen her away.

Gingerly touching her cheek Chang could feel that it had already become swollen and was incredibly tender.

'Tch. Thankfully not broken. Just you wait Mr b.l.o.o.d.y nose.. First though, where am I? I don't recognize this place, I need to leave and get to Jian.'

The room around her was spa.r.s.ely furnished, with only the bed, a cabinet and the light overhead. There were a couple of doors facing her, but both were shut, concealing what lay beyond. Everything in the room was in black or white, making it seem even more bare.

'Who would design such a room? Oh no am I being imprisoned here?' Terrified at the thought, Chang threw back the black covers and slid slowly out of the bed. The first couple steps were unsteady but she quickly gained her footing by the time she reached the door.

Gripping the door handle firmly she tested it to see if it would move easily or not. When it moved easily, Chang breathed easily for a moment at not being locked in and pushed open the door barely a crack. Putting her eye to the crack, Chang peeked and saw that the neighboring room appeared to be empty.

Pulling open the door all the way, Chang was surprised to see that it was an office. Designed fairly spa.r.s.ely like the adjoining room, the office appeared to be fairly high up as well by the expanse of sky behind the desk and chair.

Thankfully it was an empty with no sign of Liang Ju-Long or his men. Sneaking out of the empty office carefully Chang was almost at the door when a man started walking in. Surprised, Chang edged herself to the side and stared at him warily.

The man, who was carrying a stack of papers in his hand looked extremely surprised to see her.

"Oh miss it is surprising to see you up already. You should take a seat and wait for the boss to return, he should be back soon."

"I can't do that, I need to leave now." Narrowing her eyes Chang tried to see past the man and stepped closer cautiously.

"But miss.." Planting himself in the way the man held onto his awkward stack.

"Look. You're in my way, I don't want to hurt you since you seem like a decent person, but I will. I have had more than enough abuse from your boss and I refuse to go through any more. Now I have somewhere important to be, so what's your answer."

"He abused you?" Hearing her words the man seemed shocked and confused. As if he could not believe that his boss would do that.

Wide eyed Chang gave the man a look like he was stupid and pointed at the giant sc.r.a.pes on her legs as well as her hands and face.

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"That makes no sense though, he was just calling a medical professional. He was so careful about finding and having you brought here too."

"Does this look careful to you? Wait, what, why would Ju-Long patch me up after having his men hurt me?" Pointing at herself it too Chang a second to register the man's words. Stumped she c.o.c.ked her head at him a little.

"What? Do you mean Liang Ju-Long miss?"

"Yes, who else?"

"I will take things from here Luo Jun."

From behind the man Chang heard Jian's voice. Nodding in affirmation the man set the stack on the desk and left the room.

Staring in shock and wonder her eyes climbed slowly up until they hit his face. Dumbfounded just stood Chang stared at him, hardly able to believe he was there, just like that, after fighting for so long. Feeling her breathing become lighter and quicker she watched as he looked at her but did not meet her eyes.

"Come here, sit down." Grabbing her arm Jian led her to the small couch he had sitting against the wall. Sitting her down, he opened the small kit in his hand she had not noticed before. Taking out a cotton ball, he soaked it in antiseptic before cleaning her abraised knees.

"Ow." Wincing a little involuntarily, Chang slightly pulled away from the man kneeling in front of her.

"Sorry. Be patient, I will be done soon. I have a doctor coming soon to check on your head as you were unconscious for awhile" Even though he spoke as gently as he always did, his voice was devoid of his usual expression. He was more hardened now.

"Jian. Are you really here? Is this really happening?" Hesitantly Chang reached out a hand to touch the side of his face.

"I should ask you that. Why are you here, Chang?" Stopping his actions Jian's eyes met hers, hardened with hurt, stealing her breath away. Halfway to him her hand paused in the air, trembling.