Chae Seon Ra
The doorbell has been ringing constantly for the past 15 minutes. I'm too tired to answer it. Whoever is at the door is getting killed for ruining my beauty sleep. I have to wake up early tomorrow for fucks sake. Can't a girl get a moment's peace?
I make my way to the door sleepily tumbling down the stairs. And yes, I'm not even properly dressed, I'm just wearing a thin robe but I couldn't care less at this point.
The bell just won't stop ringing. Whoever is at the door has no chill. Someone better be dying for this person to give me a headache this big.
"WHO IS IT!?", I shout before reaching the door.
The fucking person doesn't even answer.
"ARE YOU CRA – ", I stop middle of the sentence at the sight of the one person I thought I wouldn't have to see again. And he's looking fine as hell even with all the sweat dripping along with his makeup.
He collapses on the floor as soon as I let him enter... more like he pushes me aside to enter but whatever.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt? Did something happen?", I say scanning him for any signs of injuries.
He doesn't respond so I get him a glass of water. He gulps it at once and eventually stands up to face me.
"I got badly hurt. I'm bleeding so bad.", he says sounding as if he's in too much pain.
"WHAT!? What happened? Where did you get hurt? Tell me! I'll get you some bandages! WILL YOU SPEAK UP?", I say in one breath not actually giving him any time to answer. I still can't see the site of injury.
"Can you please take care of it? It's hurting so bad.", he says pointing at his heart.
Oh.
He got me agitated and so worried over nothing.
"What are you doing here? So much for 'Bye Seon Ra. I regret ever meeting you.'", I say scoffing in disgust.
He doesn't say anything so I continue.
"You ruined my sleep you know? And for what? Your shitty drama?", I say getting angrier by the passing second as my entire body starts trembling.
"Can you just tell me what I did wrong at least!? Can you stop hiding and just tell me the truth!? How long do you want me to suffer!?", he shouts at the top of his lungs. This fucking bastard is shouting at me in my own house. Where does he get this kind of confidence from?
"Are you sure you want the fucking truth!? Sometimes it's better not to know.", I say as I get ready to leave for my room.
He grabs my hand and says, "I didn't fucking run all the way from our school to your house for you to leave like this."
"I didn't ask you to. Just fucking leave.", I say through clenched teeth as his grip on my hand visibly tightens. His leash over his anger is barely hanging by a thread. Honestly, I want the worst of him to come out tonight. I'm not afraid instead I'm curious.
"I can take it. I can take the truth. Just fucking tell me.", he says as he pushes me such that I land on the armchair. He quietly seats himself on the one opposite to mine. I see a bruise forming around my wrist.
Fucking bastard.
"I don't have to tell you anything.", I say hissing as I get up to leave.
"FUCKING SPIT IT OUT!"
I've fucking had it. No one talks to me like that. Not even fucking Kim Taehyung.
"GET. THE. HELL. OUT.", I say as I slap him as hard as I can. His blood drips down my hands as I notice my ring left a deep cut in the wake of the slap. I'm clenching my fists so hard. I don't know why I did it. I don't know what's wrong with me.
He just sits there showing no emotions. I go and get some disinfecting alcohol with a bandage.
I kneel as he leans in and I begin disinfecting it using a cotton. But this position is not working out so I just stand up. This night robe is making things even more difficult.
"You can just sit here.", he says as he pulls me onto his lap.
Well, whatever. I do my best not to think about anything except disinfecting and bandaging the cut I made. I do my best... not to think about the dark desires coursing my mind and the tsunami in the sea of sinful thoughts of my mind.
He keeps wincing in pain every now and then but never stops caressing my wrist with the bruise.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to...", he whispers hoarsely.
"I'm sorry too.", I whisper back as I finish bandaging the cut.
I try to get up but he pulls me back such that my robe exposes one of my thighs. I try to cover it up but his hand stops me. His hand strokes the length of my thigh and my body arches in a way as if begging him not to stop. I'm having a hard time trying to stop common sense from leaving my body. His hand is so much warmer than my skin and it feels like he's leaving a mark behind at every place he touches.
"That's enough.", I finally say as I get up but he's definitely not taking no for an answer because he spins me around such that now I'm on top of him.
"Get out. Please.", I try to say boldly but it sounds like I'm begging him to leave.
He opens my hair with just a flick of his wrist such that my hair is falling all over his face. He just buries his face in the thick of them while lovingly stroking my hair. This is such an uncomfortable position to be in, I'm trying to create as much distance as I can.
He finally lets me get up as he does too. He says nothing and hugs me so tight, so tight that... all my pent-up emotions are threatening to spill.
"Please... please... don't leave me.", he says looking me in the eye as he tries to control his tears.
"I have to. I can't help it.", I say trying to be strong for the both of us.
"What did I do so wrong that you won't even think about not leaving me for a second?", he says as a tear or two slip.
"You loved me too much.", I say giving him a small smile.
If he hadn't loved me as much as I loved him, it'd be easier for me to leave... I'd at least know that he'll get over it faster than me. I don't want him to suffer the same pain I have to. He should be able to go on with his life. But... he loved me too much, even when I didn't deserve it.
"Was it too suffocating? I know I should've taken things slowly; I promise I'll do better... please don't leave me.", he says as he wipes the ongoing stream of tears.
"No of course not... the problem was that we really loved each other... it wasn't just a casual fling like people our age have, it was love."
I'm such a bad author, aren't I? Always posting chapters so many months later! Well, I sincerely apologize to all my lovely readers who are still waiting on me. I love you all from the bottom of my heart <3
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