𝗣𝗼𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹 | 𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘻

2.3

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 2.3

As our lips was about to touch, I put my hand on his chest, making him stop. Pushing him lightly away, I watch as his face became dumbfounded and confused. Shaking my head, I take a deep breath before speaking up: "I can't",

Yeosang furrowed his eyebrows, taking his hands back to himself. "What...", his voice trailed off, as he looked at me.

"I don't want to...", I was about to continue, but he stopped me. 

"You don't want to? So all the flirting down there, was just to lead my feelings...", he said, but I stopped him. 

"I like you, Yeosang. I fucking do. I just don't want to...", I raised my voice, but stopped as I was met by his cold and unfamiliar eyes. No, it was familiar. It was the same gaze from the first time we met. Words got stuck in my throat, even though I was fighting to get them out. 

'I just don't want to fall in love more, in fear of you being hurt' 

"Get. Out!" he gritted through his teeth, and I widen my eyes. I used all my strength, to not put my arms around him, and smash my lips to his, but I couldn't stop myself, for reaching out to him. 

"Yeosang. I...", I tried, but he stopped me, by taking a step back. My hand was in the empty air, his cold look on it, before shaking his head and looking up to me. Anger and pain was written all over his face, and he suddenly pointed at the door. 

"I said get out!", he shouted, and it was suddenly like I couldn't breath anymore. Biting my lips, trying to control my tears, I open the door, the loud music flowing in to his room, and I slammed the door after me. 

Making my way, downstairs, in search of Eunji, I find her with Hongjoong. Her hands were at back of his head, as they were kissing passionately and full of love. Not wanting to disturb her moment, I look around for my brother and his friends, only to find them, with a girl on each of their laps, living their best life. 

Taking my phone out, I write a message to him, before storming out. With a last look over my shoulder, I see Yeosang walking downstairs, looking after me, as I walked away. My phone was still on, and I saw the message on the display.

me; if you need anything, i'm at the bar

[At the Bar]

Gulping down the last alcohol from my shot, I slid them to the bartender, as in for asking more. Watching him, pour more in the tiny glass, and giving it to me, I drink it as fast as I can. 

I was already drunk. 

The room around me was spinning, the loud music throbbing my head, like knives stabbing me. I had unbottened my shirt more, because of the heat, and I felt men's nasty stares at me. I had rejected every boy, who decided to come near me. 

After they gave me a free drink, of course. 

I shot a glance to the bartender, who was staring at me. He looked down almost immediately, the dark hair falling gracefully on his forehead, and I began to giggle by his cuteness. 

"Hey, cutie", I called out, making him look up again. The dark brown eyes locked with mine, as I raised my small glass, and blinked fast, to not let my heavy eyelids fall. "Can I get a stronger and bigger drink?" I ask, my voice still clear, even though my mind wasn't. 

He nodded, and began mixing some drinks, before handing it to me. Putting my phone on the table, and sending the bartender a look, I let the liquid touch my lips, I let my tounge rolled over it to taste it. Raising an eyebrow in surprise, I began drinking it. The alcohol burned in my throat, and my lips curled in disgust. 

"This is what I call a strong drink", I mumble to myself, and take a sip more. Yeosang. 

Tears burned in my eyes, as my mind kept replaying our fight. And more painful, the good time we spent, before the today. 

Sip after sip, my anger and pain toned down. My mind went away from Yeosang, San and everyone. Feeling more and more lightheaded, I suddenly feel someone behind me. Not wanting to reject more boys, I decided to not say anything, and continue on drinking. 

"Your hot, babe", a deep voice said. The tone, the huskiness was familiar, but I couldn't remember it. I was too drunk to even think properly, let alone remember. 

"Hmm", I grunt, and let him sit besides me. He chuckles, as he puts his hand on my thigh, beginning to massage it, in a special pattern. Squinting my eyes, not even daring to look at him, I try to focus on the pattern, he was massaging. It was like he was writing something

'K'

"You've become hotter, than last time", he whispers, and I felt shivers down my spine. My mind was slowly working again, as he was slowly writing the next letter. 

'A'

Feeling my heart beating more and more rapidly, my body stiffening, as I was in danger, I didn't run away, still when my every part of my body was screaming to me, to stand up, and walk away. I wanted to know if it was really him. 

I know I should just turn my head, but I was afraid. I was afraid to be met, by his  perfect face, that was like a mask to the psycho demon inside him. Waiting for him to continue, just because I needed to be sure it was him, he spoke again. Raspy and dangerous:

"Too bad that I have to kill you", his lips meet my neck, and I felt myself stop breathing. The world stopped. His long soft fingers, went down, just drawing a line. 

'I'

Connecting those 3 words, my body began shaking, and I turn my head to him, He had colored his hair like Yeosang, but his hair was longer. To be honest, if he haven't done all those things to me, I would maybe have fallen in love again. 

He had a sick smile on his face, and suddenly digged his nails in my thigh. Putting a finger up in front of his mouth, I held my scream in. I was scared. And lonely. I felt like I've come back to the nights he spend in my room, touching me and beating me. 

"Kai", I choked out, and his smile widened. Suddenly feeling a sharp and cold object on my chest, he leaned in and licked my earlobe. People didn't scream or anything. He was too close to me, that it was like the knife wasn't there, pressed to the area of my heart. 

"No numbers this time. Or you'll have to die a painful death", he whispered, and grabbed my hand harshly, dragging me to the restroom.