28 • He had a dog?
im alive and well, except a huge ulcer in my mouth that keep me from my food (and coffee - oh my god :((( ). yeah, it hurt like a bitch :(
enjoy xx
Daesung
I left hyung's room in a hurry and once I closed the door behind me I let out the breath I did not realise I held. That did not go smoothly but I did not expect it to turn in any opposite way, it could have been terrible. But I do not know which was worse, the fact that she was calm or the fact that I saw the look in her eyes. The look of betrayal. She might have said that I never had her trust but I knew she put her hope on me and to her, I took it from her. That I betrayed her.
I fastened my pace and the sound of my shoes echoed through the empty hallway. Soon enough, I reached the kitchen, a normally full of life place but now I was met by my reflection on the pristine white countertops where I had placed the tray. It was just a few hours ago that hyung had sent his maids away, allowing only a handful of people to stay under his roof. Obviously he did not want any words to leak from this castle walls, and there were only a few people that he trusted with it.
I bit on the insides of my cheek, feeling the regret forming in the pit of my stomach. I had had my shot, I could have brought Hyuna far away from here; away from the chaos that was only starting, away from the goddamn fates and her so called prophecy. I could have went against hyung's wish and give her the normal life that she deserved. I could have done something for myself, one that I may regret in any other day but surely it did not matter if she was right by my side... right?
But I blew that chance.
She was here now, much to her dismay. She might be thinking of an escapade for now, but once she met hyung personally, she will start to feel the need for him.
As soon as the thought entered my mind I tensed. No doubt it was starting all over again, but will I manage to go through all that again? After all they did not have the barrier that kept them away from each other anymore and...
Wait.
I did not tell her about the necklace because I was preoccupied with my thoughts. What if –
Without wasting more time, I rushed to her room in my vampire speed.
Hyuna
I sat on the spot for a few moments after he walked out, closing the door behind him. Then my world crashed down on me and finally I broke. My body was bent forward as I silently released my anger and frustration on the mattress, hitting on it with all my might. I hoped it had feelings, so I can transfer all the pain to it with every hit. When the sobs were getting hard to control I buried my face onto the soft covers and cried. I was crying for what happened, for the incessant pain I experienced, for the life I dreamt of.
For my dead parents.
The accident that took their life... sometimes I wished I was dead too. I was never suicidal because I thought I was alive for a reason, or perhaps I was just in a constant state of trying to persuade myself that maybe, just maybe there was more to this life. Because they said if you lie to yourself quite enough, you will believe it too.
I had hopes, and I watched them wither each day. Like a flower left in the open without water, I watched them turn grey every single day. Yet I keep planting them, only to see the narrow end again because I could not water them with anything else.
Life was ruining me.
The only wishes that I ever had was for everything to get better, and death. Oh, how I wish death will come knocking on my door any time soon. I may not intend to kill myself, but I do prayed for it. At least I will be spared of this world's cruelness, the feeling of being unwanted. The feeling of being alone.
Sometimes I thought of the possibilities if the accident that took my parents life, took mine too, will I be happier? Will we still be together now, no matter where it was?
I wished the accident took me too and as I silently blamed my parents for leaving, I rolled onto my back. The sobs had turned into small hiccups and I wiped away my tears, not allowing myself to cry anymore. I cried so much in this life that I should be tired of it now, but it hurt so much that everything else was numb.
I stared up at the ceiling with my back on the bed, tracing the intricate patterns that decorated the high ceiling. How could someone have the patience to carve it on the high, huge ceilings?
Suddenly the door was slammed open, revealing the blue-eyed guy who looked around the room, urgency was clear on his face until his eyes rested on me. I sat up and backed away, but knowing how inhuman he was, he was on my side swiftly.
His gaze softened when he saw my wrecked state. My eyes – no doubt they were bloodshot, and I would not be surprised if I had mucus across my cheek where I wiped it with the back of my hand. I quietly wished the bedsheet was not contaminated by it. It will be embarrassing. We did not talk to each other, but his eyes travelled down south and he was now staring at my chest.
His eyes widened in fraction and he sighed. That was when I snapped.
"PERVERT!" I shrieked and grabbed the first thing in my reach which happened to be a pillow, a lot of them. I tossed it to him, and the first one hit his on his face.
"Wha–" He trailed off when he caught a second pillow from smashing his nose. Realisation washed his fake confusion away and his eyes bulged out. "No! I swear, I wasn't..."
"YOU WERE STARING AT MY CHEST! Bitch!" I chucked another thick soft pillow to him and he caught it too. He was now advancing toward me, raising his hands up in a surrendering gesture.
"Hyuna, I didn't–"
"You crazy butthole! Stay away from me, jerk!" I backed away, but my back was against the headboard in no time. I squeaked and palmed my sides, just to see that only one pillow was left.
Oh my god.
I waited until he was closer before attacking him with the last pillow, this time constantly hitting him with it and not just chucking it on his face. He gave out groans every time I got his face and I wished the pillow was hard.
"Stop..." hit.
"Hyuna..." hit.
"I wasn't..." hit.
"Staring!"
He grabbed hold of my wrists and I wriggled against his cold touch. His grip tightened and he tugged me forward, resulting me to crash on his chest. The pillow magically vanished when I looked into his mesmerising blue eyes. How can a Korean have such different features?
"Let me go." My voice came out embarrassingly soft.
He searched my face. "No."
In a second thought, he did not look that bad up close. His eyes were small but in a cute way, he had a slightly crooked nose and I wondered how many fights he had. His lips... I stopped myself and looked away, heat flushing on my cheeks.
Gosh. Not bad? No, he was handsome.
"Look at me." His voice was low and commanding, but still gentle nonetheless. I refused and bit my bottom lip. No way I am going to look at that face ever again. He made me feel... things.
He shifted his hold on me so that he was straining me only with one hand. Damn why did I have to be skinny? He used his free hand to tilt my chin up. His eyes were filled with emotions and I was not sure why. We did not know each other that long for him to feel anything toward me, at all.
"No matter what happens," He whispered low enough for me to hear. "Do not take off the necklace."
I was lost in the oceans of his eyes before I snapped out. The necklace?
He noticed the look on my face and was about to say something when we were disturbed by a loud growl.
He had a dog?
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a/n
june is coming in a few days and im already dreading the exams :'(
anyway, i hope everyone is doing fine. ily <3
#prayformanchester
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