I walked hurriedly into the lonely road, it was soo dark everywhere. I was so occupied in the conversation with Ben in his house that I didnt notice the time. He asked me to sleepover but I argued that I'll be able to go back home.
I was just a block away when suddenly I noticed a commotion at the corner. I thought of just ignoring it and hurry home but my feet was glued to the ground. I was not a very brave person or a person looking for trouble but suddenly I felt the urge to know what was going on.
I walked slowly towards the place from
where the sounds were coming. I hid myself behind a car parked there, Thank God I was small. And there I
saw a tall and muscular guy who seemed to be drunk being beaten up by so many tattoed guys.
The handsome boy was trying to protect himself but just because he was drunk he was missing his blows.
The tattoed guys were so many and so huge I was scared as shit. But God knows from where I gathered so
much of courage that I stood up from my hiding spot and shouted "OYY" and at the same time cursed myself.
And the worse thing was that all of them were looking at me now. I could feel my legs shaking in fear.
By that time I was sure that I had gone out of my mind. I closed my eyes mentally preparing for the worst.
'Maybe this is your last day' I told myself
'Okay lets do something before you die. Sorry everyone I couldn't bid you a goodbye. Sorry mom I couldnt meet you the last time. Sorry Ben I couldnt become a doctor with you' And then with a sigh I opened my eyes only to be welcomed by the strange and confused looks given by the tattoed guys.
"Why are you beating him? Do I need to call the police? Run away from here or this will be your last day" I threatened them with all my strength and courage and mentally patted my shoulder.
But before I could be satisfied with myself fully one of the guys started laughing loudly.
Did I look like a clown? I thought putting both my hands on my waist and frowned.
"Have you checked your size little boy?" the other one said chuckling. I narrowed my eyes in anger. They can't insult me for my height!
Just then one of their phone started ringing and they quickly got up on their bikes parked and vanished.
Were they so affraid of my threats?! I was shocked myself.
Finally I looked at the cause of all these chaos, that handsome boy.
He was so handsome with his tanned
skin pitch black eyes and a smirk, for which anyone would die.
He was also looking at me or rather
staring at me. I quickly walked towards him to check him. He was drunk and sure in pain but still he could put up a perfect pose and a perfect smirk on his bruised lips.
"Are you alright?" I asked a little flustered by his stare. He nodded.
I sighed in relief but again got worried when I saw blood oozing out of his right knuckle. I grabbed his hand and on my instinct I pulled out my handkerchief to wrap it around his wound. He flinched a bit but his eyes never left my face. I could feel my cheecks burning.
Suddenly he snapped out "How much?"
I was utterly confused. I looked at his eyes and they were dead serious as he asked again "How much?"
"What?" I asked.
"You." He said still serious with no hint of humour in it.
"I think I misheard you. Will you mind repeating?" I asked still internally fighting to believe what I just heard or not.
"I said how much do I need to pay for you? What is your price?" He repeated himself cassually.
I punched him on his already bleeding nose and kicked him on his leg. He deserved it.
"I did a mistake saving you. You should have died." I yelled at him and stormed away angrily leaving him panting on the ground. I cursed myself for saving that bastard.
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Mistakes ✔
Cerita Pendek"It was your mistake that you fell for me" Joong said smirking. "Naah my mistake was to save you that day" I said smilling at him. . . . . This is my first story and that also a j9 ff. As english is not my mother tongue so please forgive my mistakes...
