Last chance

Jaejoong Oneshot============As the the last measure of this allaby come, I felt my cheeks become wet. I couldn't take it. I slammed my hands on the keys of a beautiful piano, creating a horrible sound, and not caring. All I could think about was, to get away from it. Ever since 'it' happen, I tried to neglect all of the music coming near me. I stood up, making my piano bench tip over, and just ran. I couldn't think straight. I never could.How could I fall in love with a monster like him? I should've known from the beginning. I should've just reject him and end it there. I never should've let him get close to me. And what's worse, one of my very own best friends is the cause of this. What should I do? She was exactly like him. Betrayal. I felt betrayal. This all started with him and her. And it will end exactly the same way. This situtation is their problem not mine, yet it is.I ran and ran until I had to rest. I looked at the place my legs carried me to. My eyes widen in shock. I was inside a concert hall. Of all places, why the concert hall? Just thinking about that question makes me cry. I walked on the stage, tears still running down my face, and put my hands on the keys of an piano. I remember the piano well. It looked exactly like his piano. My tears came down even faster. I stared at the piano. Something tells me to play it and I did. I replayed the song that I never finished a minute or so ago. I cried as I play.------------------I walked down the halls, moping about her. It's been years since I seen her. Losing hope. I'm losing hope that I will ever see her again and apologize. I sigh. I was foolish to hurt her. I was foolish to think that she didn't like me, better yet, Love me. Our relationship was farther in then most betted on. We were going to get married. Ever since that day happened, she mysteriously disappeared. I still wore my engagment ring.I walked farther into the concert hall. Then I heard music. The song was so sad. I understood it. The person playing must of been in great sorrow. They must be. I bet my saddness is so noticable that the whole concert hall can feel it and so can the person playing it. My foot carried my body to the main stage, where my piano was located. I looked at the person playing and could tell that it was female.She had long natural waved hair. Big, dull, dark eyes. Large lips. Divine features. And a sad, depressed, and isolated aura. I could see how she looked like from the left stage enterance. I could tell that she was crying. I noticed something glinting off the stage light. My eyes widden. On her hand...... was the engagment ring I gave to her. Still in my shock I said her name, "Ann Li." The music stopped and she looked up. Her eyes widden and she stood up. She held her head and shaking it. She turned around and walked off stage. When she got to the main stage entrance she paused. And then broke out into a run.I stood on the stage, thinking. And in shock. Snapping out of my phase, I ran after her. She's still wearing the engagment ring, I thought happily. But even with the happy thoughts, I frowned. Why did she run away? I ran around the streets looking for her. =============I ran and ran. I saw him. The one that I've been avoiding for a few years now. His name Kim Jaejoong. That's right. TVXQ's YoungWoong Jaejoong. My first and only love. He is the cause for my melaphobia. I can't play a complete song on the piano and can't sing because of memories. So what am I going to do? I can't avoid him forever and I can't face him. I know what I'm going to do. I just hope they forgive me. I ran to my best friends house. He knows her. I think, if he's looking for me, he would come here first._______________After letting Ann Li into my house and showing her her room, I walked downstairs. I heard the doorbell ring. I tilted my head and thought 'Who could this be?' I sighed and opened the door. There stood Kim Jaejoong. He smiled weakly. I couldn't blame him for her depression but I could blame that other bitch. She made him believe that Ann Li didn't love. I let him in and he asked, "La Ma, is Ann Li here? Did she came her at all?" I nodded, thinking that she already met up with him and forgave him. I told him to wait while I went up the stairs to get her. What I saw next was shocking and something I would never expected from Ann Li.--------------------I sat in the living room. I smiled to myself. At the same time my tears were threatening to come out. I guess this is it. My one and only chance to get her back. I promised myself that if she accepts my apology then she is over me. If she rejects it then she is not over me. Either way this is my last chance to get her back. Hopfully it works. "AHHHHH~!" I heard. I looked up. The screaming continued. I ran upstairs towards the screaming and saw La Ma backing out of a room. I ran up to her and saw something I didn't expect. There was Ann Li. Caked with blood, on her arm. I think she cutted her wrist. I slowly walked up to her. I felt her skin. Ice cold. She is pale also. I checked her heart beat and felt it faintly. I checked it even farther and then it just....... stopped.I started panicing. What am I going to do? I hugged her lifeless body and held her close. I bent my head down and saw a piece of paper in her hand. I setted her down and started loosing her grip on her hand. I finally gotten it out. By then La Ma already had the peramedics running to the house. I guess it's too late. I sat down at her kitchen table and stared at the piece of paper. I dediced to open it. I sighed and slowly opened it. It was a letter.Dear La Ma unni,Here I am. Writing my last letter. I hope you won't be mad at me or leaving you alone in the world.I didn't want to leave you but I had no options. I had two but I wanted neither. So here I am wastingmy last breath writing you this letter. It worth it though. I have alot to say. Tell my umma exactly whatI just told you in this letter. Tell my oppa the truth. Keep my dongsaeng away from the truth. Andmost importantly, tell Jaejoong...... Saranghaeyo. I know I have a hard a time of showing how I feel.He's exactly the same way. Haha. I want to forgive and face him but at the same time the opposite.So I made a decision. Death. Yeah. I sound pessimistic. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. I didn't planon dieing like this. I hope you and the others understand. From your pessimistic friend, Lim Ann LiThe letter fell from my hands.__________________________________________________________________Can you imagine a boy of a meer age of 19, at a chruch? Not any more. Not just any ordinary boy. That boy is married. The marrige is special and unique. Instead of having a lively marrige, it was dead. That boy was married two years ago. His name is Kim Jaejoong.The girl that died two years ago. Her name is Lim Ann Li.She is he's wife. Odd to say that he's married to the dead.But that just proves that no matter if you are alive, or not, love is eternal. There's more to this story then meets the eye.Who knows? It might revealed it self in due time.