𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐞𝐮𝐧 𖤐 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫

12: who you are

One week suspension. Which is just what I needed. My mom wasn't very happy about it at first but I explained everything without leaving out any details, she understood. On the car ride home I accepted the fact that me and Marcella are probably not friends anymore after what she saw me do, so now I have a week to try letting her go.

My mom tried making my favorite dinners but I wasn't hungry. "Y/n...I hate seeing you like this." 

"Mom? How come you don't talk to me in Korean anymore?" I ask her.

She thinks for a second, "Well, we live in America now. I didn't see a reason to. Why? Did you miss me talking to you in Korean?" She asks, sitting next to me.

I nod my head. "Yeah...and while we do. Can you call me Sebin?" 

She smiles and kisses my head, "Of course I can, my Sebin." 

"Thank you."

I went to my bedroom after hanging out with my mom. I checked my phone seeing a bunch of messages from my friends, wanting to know if I'm alright. But I noticed that none of the messages were from Marcella, which hurt my heart. "My precious Marcella...I miss you." I whispered to myself as I laid in my bed and reflected on all the good memories I had with her. But I learned my lesson, whenever I get a second chance, I will not blow it.

Hours went by and the sun was setting, but I still felt numb. I tried closing my eyes to sleep away my sadness but was interrupted by a knock at my window. My guess was Benny and Spencer, so I moped out of bed and opened my window. Coming face-to-face with Marcella...

My heart stopped. "W-What are you doing here?" I ask in surprise.

She climbs through my window. And she wasn't wearing all the black clothing from earlier. "Are you alright?" She asks me.

I nod my head. "Yeah I'm fine...why are you here? Shouldn't you be with Kenneth or something." I say, putting my hands in my hoodie pocket. 

Marcella crosses her arms. "I didn't come here to talk about him, Sebin. I came here to see you." She said sincerely, I could tell she meant it. "You don't look okay..."

I agreed with her. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry you had to see that." I apologize. "I was jealous and angry. I just couldn't believe you actually started dating that jerk. He doesn't deserve you or your respect." I say again.

"Sebin...do you really not like the new me..?"

I took a deep sigh. "Yeah...black really isn't your color. And you chose to change for someone else's approval..." I say honestly.

"But...did you mean all that stuff you said today?"

I looked into her doe eyes as the sun shined on us. "Every word." I say. "I love you, Cella."

She held my face in her hands and gave me a kiss on my lips without warning. "My name is Marcella." She whispered.