Chapter 21

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Adeline's POV:

I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling. I still felt heavy from everything that happened over the past week. Dinner with Joon, Torrie and I's fallout and subsequent makeup, my conversation with my mom, and my parents and Torrie's departure yesterday.

I would have been a complete wreck yesterday if it hadn't been for Jihun, Soojin, and Minkyu. We essentially had a pajama party at my place that involved a ton of junk food, way too much take out, and the bingeing of an anime called Dragon Ball Z. They kept me company the whole day well into the night before the three of them left. It was everything I needed yesterday to distract me. Except now that I had no distractions, I could feel everything pressing down on me again. Specifically, the weight of the decision I had to make regarding Joon. I still hadn't returned any of his calls or texts. Thinking of just that, I turned onto my side and stared at my phone on my nightstand grabbing it. Hesitantly, I unlocked it opening up my messages selecting Joon's name being greeting by the very last text I'd received from him. 


Joon [Tuesday 11:21 PM]
Adeline, I'm not sure what happened to make you leave so suddenly the other night. If it was anything I did, I'm sorry. I just hope that you are okay. Just give me a call when you can so I know you are okay. Please?


I felt a twinge of guilt when I read his text for the umpteenth time since initially reading it. I wasn't sure how to respond to it which is why I hadn't returned it or any of his calls. I lingered looking at his text so long that my screen timed out returning to a blank screen. As I started at the black screen of my phone, I was hit with an overwhelming need to leave. In a split second, I decided that's exactly what I was going to do. 

I leapt off my bed walked to my wall closet to the very end of it and grabbed my carry-on tossing it on my bed. I unzipped it throwing it open. I turned back to my closet and started throwing clothes into it. As I did so I threw a set to wear next to it. I got dressed discarding my pajamas and exited my bedroom heading for my bathroom. I gathered all the toiletries I needed throwing them in a travel bag. I went back to my room and threw them into my carry-on. I then turned towards my desk grabbing my camera bag from my floor and started to pack my equipment up making sure it was secure before setting it on the bed next to my carry-on. I went back to my desk and debated on bringing my laptop or my tablet. I chose the latter sliding it into my carry-on's front pocket. I grabbed what charging cords I would need adding them to my carry-on before zipping it closed and righting in on the floor pulling the handle up. I reached over and picked my phone up off my bed sliding it into my pocket after which I grabbed my camera bag along with my carry-on and rolled it out into my living room up to my front door. I threw my shoes on, slung my bag over my head, grabbed my carry-on and camera bag up once more and left my apartment.

Before I had time to even consider what I was doing, I was standing in the Suseo Station* booking a ticket for Gyeongju*. I boarded the train sitting in First Class only because it was all they had left. I pulled my phone out and hastily found a place to stay. I ended up booking a room at Doran Doran Guest House*. Thankfully, they had a room left and were understanding when I told them that I wasn't for sure exactly how long I would need a room outside of two weeks for sure. My room secured, I sat back in my chair and opened my messages once again selecting Joon's name. I read his message and began to think of how to respond. I didn't want to say that I was upset because I thought my best friend was flirting with you and vice versa. Even though that was the truth, it was not something I was ready to divulge because by doing so I would have to admit to him that I had feelings for him. That was definitely not happening. I leaned forward in my chair still unsure of what to say so I decided to instead text Jihun.

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