Cherry | K.TH

chapter twenty five

t a e t a e

I'm not drunk. I acted that way to make an excuse to see her. I did smell like alcohol because I asked my friend to spill a bit on me. I smoked to get the scenery that I was drunk.

I didn't know that it will led to tell my story, my back story. Why does she want to know? There's nothing interesting about it, I really don't understand. She's trying to help me and it's not my title. I'm independent, I don't like people helping me.

I should bring her in my world. I think I'm too hard on the people I like. I should go with the flow.

I glance up quickly to see her gorgeous face. I was way too comfortable and I act like a baby. I snuggled even more in her chest, letting a small groan. She's so warm and amazing. I can't just leave. The way her hand plays with my hair is such a wonderful feeling.

She's definitely my safe place.

"I never knew why he did that," I started off. It was the worst story like ever, and it will ever be. I couldn't believe myself that I'm going to tell her this.

I let out a big sigh, still wondering if I should just said it in one go or in short sequence. One go, sounds better.

"Everything was good. We were a happy family; me, my father, my mother and little brother, Taeyong. It was great, my father was amazing until I was 10. It turned into a nightmare. I was confused, very confused. I couldn't believe that my own father turned into a monster. He hit me every night and I had to lie to my sweet mother that it was because I fell on the stairs or fell on the cement. He even broke my ankle twice and I once again lied to everyone. My mom was so in love with my dad, that I couldn't bring the the subject to her. It ended after three years, when I was 13," I said, with a sad smile plastered on my face.

She looked at me with concern, but not pity. This is what I want, I don't want people to look at me like I'm the poor kid who got beaten up. I'm just me, he's the psycho. I continued my story by making myself comfortable on her lap.

"It was the night, I played soccer with my friends. I wasn't allowed to play that sport, I was only allowed to play basketball in my yard. So, I came home, mom and Taeyong weren't there. It was dad glaring at me, with fists and veins popping out of his skin. I didn't know why he was so mad. Sometimes he'll get mad because Sehun, my cousin, would make rumours about me. For example, I hit him on the face because he took my school work. That wasn't true, my dad would beat me up until I'm sore the next day. Those were some shitty nights. Well, he dragged me with his dirty hand on my hair and he literally pushed me on the floor. That night, I had a B- and I didn't do any homework because it was Friday. Then, he started to beat the shit out of me. I couldn't feel my face, my arms or anything. I was screaming when he he told me not to,"

"But I still did with the hope of someone to hear me. I thought that night, I was going to die. I did all my prayers for my mom and Taeyong. I was ready, I let him do any shit he wanted to do on me. I didn't fought back, which I really regret. Then, Mom came in while my eyelids started to lose energy. I heard her scream in agony and my little brother shaking me, trying to get me back on the track. At the end, my dad went into prison for I don't know how long. I left my mom and brother because I knew how much trouble I make for them. Such as leaving the house at any hour, vaping, smoking and shit."

I chuckled for no reason, I felt tears streaming down my face. I'm such a crybaby even after all of these years. Crying wasn't my hobby at all, today it sure made me feel great.

"Also," I get up from her, showing her my clothed back. I lift up my shirt to let her see some stitches that was on my back. "My dad gave me those and it still didn't disappeared."

Before I could turn around to see her, her finger traced my back and probably touching every scar that was there. I felt goosebumps coming on my body right away. This feels so good, her delicate finger on my skin. This is getting way out of hand.

"Thank you for telling me," She whispered against my ear. Cherry was back hugging me, with her hands around my torso and her thumb drawing circles on my skin.

"I needed to let it go and to speak up, thank you for helping me to be more open, towards you. I won't be this fucking open around anyone else, only you," I whispered back, moving my face to her as our lips touch accidentally. Her eyes widen a bit, before closing them back. I kept my eyes open to see her features.

Snaking my hand under her jaw, I pressed my lips on hers, putting more pressure and intensity on our make out. I laid her back in the cold floor, making her moan at the sudden touch of the cold surface. I put my hand in her shorts, going to her private part.

"Fuck, let's go for a round. I think we both need it."