𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐞𝐮𝐧 𖤐 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫

10: behind my back

I could feel my body heat up. "U-um...of course I like you. W-we're friends."

instant regret.

Her doe eyes stared at me innocently, but I could see she didn't like me calling her a friend. I wanted to tell her the truth but...I just couldn't. I don't want to ruin our beautiful friendship.

"Marcella..."

"Marcella! Y/n!" A familiar voice called out.

It was Kenneth.

By instinct, I stood in front of Marcella. Protecting her. "What do you want?" I ask seriously.

Kenneth holds his hands up in defense. "Relax. I come in peace. What are you guys up to?" He asks rather innocently, which makes me start feeling suspicious.

"We're hanging out." I answer.

"Sweet, can I join?" 

I raise my eyebrow. "Shouldn't you and Trevor be scheming on ways to make people's lives miserable?" I snap.

Kenneth rolls his eyes. "Please. I have a mean side but after watching the way you stood up to Marcella during show and tell, I realized that I have no reason to bully people anymore. So now I'm making amends. Right Marcella? I apologized to you." 

My eyes widened. How does Kenneth know Korean now? 

Marcella nods her head. "He's right. He apologized to me." She says. "You can play with us, Kenneth." She smiles, getting off the swing.

Kenneth smiles too. "Okay, I'll stay." He then looked at me. "And for your information, Trevor is out of town. I'm allowed to have other friends too." 

I was fuming. I didn't like how Kenneth wanted to be Marcella's friend out of the blue, something was up. "What are we supposed to do then?" I ask.

Kenneth pretends to think, "Ice cream?" He asks.

Marcella squeals. "I love ice cream! Strawberry is my favorite!" She says.

"No way! Strawberry is my favorite too!" Kenneth lies. Everyone knows that he prefers chocolate. I should know, he used to bully a girl that was obsessed with strawberry flavored foods. "Y/n? Get us some ice cream please."

"What?! Why me?!"

"I asked politely. Just go get them for us."

"It was your idea. You go get them." I snapped back. But was stopped.

Marcella glared at me. Which made my stomach flop, she's never looked at me like that. "Sebin, you're being rude. He asked politely." She says.

I couldn't believe she was sticking up for him. But it's Marcella, I want her to be happy so I did as she said, leaving them and looking for a nearby ice cream truck as the two bonded on the swings. That was supposed to be me and her...

While getting the ice cream I had lost my appetite so I bought one for Marcella and Kenneth, I walked back to the playground we had all to ourselves just find...that they were both gone.