Never Gone (1/1)

A soft beeping noise sounded threw the still morning. Zelo slowly opened his eyes and glanced to his right, his clock told him that it was seven in the morning. He groaned as he dragged himself out of bed. He walked over to his mirror and looked over himself. His blonde hair was scruffy, and once again he checked through it, making sure the blue wasn't there. Zelo sighed, yeah there was he blue, it was all blonde.  He grabbed his hair brush and straightened out his be hair. Without glancing back to his reflection he walked over to curtains an opened them wide, letting the dim morning light in. He sighed and looked out at the view; he was lucky to have a view over luscious gardens instead of tall buildings.  "3 months already..." He sighed and went to grab his uniform for the school day ahead.  *~*  "Please this way!" The police man jumped up from his chair and walked fast down a through the other workers. Zelo followed his and looked about , his eyes were still slightly blurred from his tears and his body was still trembling.  The man lead him into another room and grabbed a picture from the table. He glanced from the picture to Zelo continuously before a huge smile spread across his face.  "Please wait here." He ran out of the room, the door still open so Zelo could see outside. "Someone call Kwon Jiyong! He's here! Choi Junhong!" The cop cheered. A few other voices broke out and Zelo could see a police woman call hopefully his mother.  Zelo sat down on a sofa and interlocked his fingers. His was still physically shaking and he realised he had run out without even putting shoes or socks. He picked one of his feet up to inspect the under side. Thankfully he hadn't cut his sole but it was still dirty.  "Your mother's on her way." The cop poke his head around the door and smiled warmly. Zelo just nodded without lifting his head back up; this all just seemed to unreal at the moment.  "Thank you..." He spoke softly and the cop offered him a drink but he declined. The man left and gave the teen some time to himself, probably so he could calm down without the presence of other people.  Zelo's mind kept flashing back to the manor. He hugged himself tightly ad let the tears fall down his face again; he was probably never going to see any of them again. Not Jongup or Heechul. Youngjae, Daehyun or Himchan. And he was never going to see Bang again. Never feel his warmth again, touch his skin again. Zelo's heart clenched slightly but he ignored it; he didn't belong there. He never belonged there.  He glanced down to his hands in his lap, until he grabbed onto the hem of the shirt he was wearing. There was no way he'd forget any of it. He didn't want to, he couldn't find it in his to forget all of those memories.  "Choi Junhong?" A police woman quietly knocked on the door. Zelo looked up, his eyes still filling with tears. "Would you mind if I asked some questions?" Zelo didn't answer, he didn't really feel like talking at all.  The woman sighed and sat down on another sofa opposite the one the teen was sat on. "Do you remember anything about the people that took you? Names or faces?" Zelo knew them all vividly, he had already vowed not to forget about any of them, not even the people he only met a few times, like 2NE1 or Yesung and Shindong.  "I... I never saw their faces..." He breathed out, his voice still quivering. The woman just smiled and nodded her head.  "That's okay. They didn't do anything to you did they?" She asked calmly. Zelo shook his head, he didn't want them to go to jail. "Would you mind me asking how you exactly go here?"  "I... I ran away..." He could feel his nervousness rise almost incredibly. The woman nodded again as scribbled something on a note pad.  "Did you never see anyone?" She asked again.  "No... they never showed me their faces..." Zelo was still staring down at his hands. There was no way he was going to tell on them. A knock sounded on the door and the cop from before was stood there.  "Junhong-ah?" He smiled sweetly. Zelo looked to him straight away and his eyes widened when the door opened wider. A woman was stood there,  she looked gobsmacked and in complete shock. Zelo got to his feet and stared at the woman who was crying again. "This is Kwon Jiyong." He cop smiled again.  "U-umma?" Zelo trembled again his eyes overflowing with tears.  "Junhong!" Jiyong ran straight into the room and wrapped her arms around her son's torso. Zelo hugged back immediately and cried in top of her head. "My beautiful baby boy!" Jiyong nuzzled into his chest and cried crazily. "We can be a family again..."  "Umma..." Zelo cried freely, he actually felt expressly happy.  After they left the police station after about an hour they were swarmed by paparazzi. Jiyong managed to shoo most of them off as she got to a taxi. Zelo was stuck close to her, never wanting to lose her.  "Are you going to stay in Seoul?" A news person asked gently as Jiyong turned a genuine look of happiness on her face.  "No. I'm taking my son to New York." Zelo's eyes widened when he heard what she said. Almost instantly loads of people around were asking whys and trying to squeeze out more information. "It's no longer safe here for us. I would love to stay but I'm thinking about my son." Jiyong started crying