"No, just get out." without looking at the person, finger pointed out to the front door of your house, you shut that person out which has been the reason you are fuming mad right now.
"Babe. Please. Just this once." he begged, and yet, glaring at him is enough to tell him what he needs to do at this moment. The boy sighed in defeat, as he walks towards the door and got out. Without looking back, you dashed to your room and cooled your head off.
Hearing the door shut, signaling you that he had gone, you quickly grabbed your phone to contact a certain person to help you with this matter. Within three consecutive rings, the call was immediately answered.
"Yes?" two feelings come off. Anxiety, results to bite your fingers contagiously, it might wear out. Shame, for you think your reason to fight with your boyfriend is not enough. You totally know how great, deep and how realistic your friend was, to maybe just laugh at you on how his friend became this shallow in relationships. Silence kept on going between the lines, as no one dares to speak. Your friend is waiting for you to speak, and you for predicting things may happen.
"Sunghoon wants to have a puppy." And at that moment of truth, he laughed at the other side of the line, your blood boils as if asking yourself how to punch him right now. I mean, you're being serious af, but still he laughed at you as if making fun of you.
"What's funny Jungwon?" snapping the thoughts running through your head, you just want to punch him straight to the face right now. You can hear him clearing his throat from the other line, as you hope for him to say a decent answer for your problem.
"Sigh. You know Y/N, why don't you just let him? I mean, he deserves it, I guess. And besides those creatures are hell cute, maybe that's why he wants one." Think of it, you can't let him have a puppy? The reason is their cute? Is it valid enough? Am I being crazy?
"You do know that I can't Mr. Yang." he scoffed at your words."Mr. Yang my ass." you laugh at his disagreement but it's not forever, the problem remains unresolved.
"Why can't you? I mean.. are you still afraid of 'em?" he knows you very well. What's the sense of being friends for years if he don't? Right? And at this situation, even if you don't answer him yes or no, he would still know the truth.
"Sigh. Just tell him Y/N. He'll understand." there's nothing you can do now, but to lay your back on your bed and think again, while you close your eyes and imagines scenarios if you make a decision. "I don't know, Jungwon." you sighed in defeat, opening up your eyes to meet your plane white ceiling.
After talking to Jungwon, the thoughts kept lingering your head, making it hard for you to sleep at the middle of night.
What if he breaks up with me after?
What if he tells his friends and make fun of me?
What if...
All those wearing out thoughts were interrupted, being replaced by fear. You went silent waiting for another batch of knocking. You looked at you door, which seemed to be locked. Mom's not even home for a business trip together with Dad, means you are alone.
The knocking continued, but this time you are certain it's not from the door, instead, it's coming from your window, turning your head towards it. Despite the fear, you curiously took a step towards your window, which is covered by a curtain. You held your phone tightly to your chest, being ready to call a police whenever bad things will happen. Your fragile heart keeps on beating every step you take near the said window, sweat starts to form on your forehead.
