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Crash

Ji Eun's POV

Ji Eun: BUT I DONT WAN-

I took a very needed, deep sigh.

Ji Eun: Listen mom. I don't want to. How can you force me?

Mrs Kim: You listen. Come on! A husband who can offer you bodyguards, money - not only for you but also benefit us plus the company and loves you. What else do you need?

Ji Eun: Firstly, "our" slash that. Your company is already in good terms. Secondly, how do you know he really loves me? How can you trust your daughter with a complete stranger? Ho-

Mrs Kim: But we don't have much time.

Ji Eun: Exactly. Which means, I have no time to build any fricking trust on h-

Mrs Kim: Language.

Oh, please.

Ji Eun: Alright. But still? What if he does something?

Mrs Kim: HE WON'T! YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED. THATS IT. SPEAK FURTHER, AND I AM KILLING YOU. RESPECT US.

Were you guys suddenly switched with personalities or something?

Ji Eun: Mom! Hello? Great. JUST FUCKING GREAT.

I yelled, after seeing the other line - my mom, cut the phone just like that, without even trying to make sure I was doing fine alone in this house; a huge one for an individual to be exact. Having been forced for something which has so many fricking risks, my parents still want me to marry a random freak, who is actually a millionaire and cause they are business partners. Really can't help but think things like, 'Do they really love me?', 'What if I am not their daughter?', 'Is the company important than their own child?'.

They sent me photos of him to convince and get me to agree with this marriage, but really? That didn't work, whatsoever. How would it? I am madly in love with my bully/teaser/smirker guy in school; have had great imaginations that does nothing but assures me well enough - I won't ever be able to move on from him. I am deeply inlove. With him. That bitch.

I was lost. I am lost.

I tried contacting my brother, just for it to stay out of reach at a good time, messing up my life; myself. I wasn't sure or hoping over the clouds that if I told my brother about the whole situation clearly, he would be able to solve the mess, which slowly kept eating me out and haunting me. But again, it's better if I share it with him - the only one in my family I trust and love to the moon and back.

Ji Eun: What should I do now?

Jump off the roof.

No, stay here.

No, take a knife.

Shut up, listen to me and hang on.

She is going to be ruined if she continues to take in more breaths and work her respiratory system out.

Ignore him, it's alright.

Ji Eun: AHH DUCK.

Plopping down on the bed with my hands and legs spread out but still holding onto my phone dearly, I sighed and continued looking at the high ceiling, slowly zoning out and loosing my grip on the phone, feeling drowsy; travelling to space.

Trying to keep the incident - taken place a few minutes before, away; like ignoring irksome mosquitoes, I tried to stay nonchalant. Determining that tomorrow will be the day we both start the project, I closed my eyes, going in with the flow and agreeing to feel and be drowsy, slowly yet, soon drifting to a blank and dark picture - sleep, a short but effective one.