My Beloved Boy

Chapter 2 - Hatreds and Confusion

! Author Note !

honestly it's actually been a while since I updated the first chapter, so you might see some differences between my typings so it's either I forgot to update it or it's just a sudden change ! I promise I'll try to update the first chapter and I hope that I won't lose hope in this fanfiction I made for my two friends who hates eachothers guts .

"We're here now!"

The girl speaks out loud and clear enough for the girl behind to wake up, breaking the 3 hour long silence and hatreds roadtrip as the boy next to the sleepy clueless girl wakes up to the girls surprise, but then again he's quite.. there. Just hanging and basically there to protect one girl in common who he just met through his one and only ironic, sarcastic, short tempered and short hair best-friend.

Silence starts to form again as for god's sake the girl in the driver's seat finally opens the car and gets out, slamming the door behind her. Rage fumes inside of the girl as she walks out and went straight to the house. The 2 people in the car finally catches up with her as the girl behind the boy runs towards to the short angry girl.

God, if looks can kill, Viel would be dead by now. The girl looks at Viel in deep, angry thoughts as she can see the rage building up in her mind through her eyes, dark ocean eyes. It's like getting so mesmerized by it that you didn't even notice that you were walking towards to the dark brown ocean which is famously known to be dangerous.

Hatreds was not really the right term for this kind of tense right now, but it's somewhere between guilt, hatreds and sorrowful.

"Get out of my way, what do you want now?"

The girl quickly looks somewhere else, not wanting to look or confront the girl infront of her. The other girl can tell the anger fuel in her eyes and discomfort, although it's mostly the girls fault, Viel had to force her to apologize.
Viel then walks 2 step closer near to the girl as she looks at her

"Apologize to me."

She slowly says, as there was some pain in her words. The girl didn't want to admit her mistake and she doesn't want to apologize,
She was the most immature one, one who wouldn't admit, one who would snitch, and one who's probably a pain in the ass. She looks at the girl infront of her, she struggles to look straight towards her teary eyes because Viel had enough of her mistakes, big mistakes and not wanting to apologize. She looks at the girl's eyes for once as she felt guilt and anger, for wanting her to apologize.

"I'm not sorry. Leave me alone now."

There was spaces between her sentences, a gap of sad and rage. She then folds her arm around and look at the ground. She can tell the girl in front finally had enough, but not that mad.

Viel was already trying not to fall her tears as she raises her hand to slap her, and it landed on the girl's cheek, you could hear the loud sound slapping her cheeks, it hurts so bad that it leaves a red mark on the girls cheek while her head was on her side, speechless.
The girl slowly raises her head and looks at her in vain. She looks at her for a few more hellish seconds before she caresses her own cheeks, it hurts so bad that even touching her cheeks still stings. The boy then ran towards to the girl whose cheeks were in sore pain, until they were disturbed by another person talking.

While she was busying playing something, busy on focusing to her digital screen, she was focus arguing someone on roblox because someone in the chat called her trash, but she was disturbed. she hears a loud noise, well not that loud since you could barely hear it. Still, Jiwon heard the noise as she looks up and puts down her laptop, leaving her laptop open as she switch the lights on. She hurriedly look at her window just to see 3 figures, 2 girls and 1 boy who was behind the straight hair girl. She then looks both of them before she wanders off her room, on her way to see what happened. But before she goes outside, she quickly knocks to one of the bedrooms, a bedroom that was literally next to hers. The door opens to reveal a short hair girl with bangs that seems to be about the same height as the girl who knocked on her door, her hair was half messy and half perfect while she wears a cartoon pajama, her shirts reaching down her waistline as her pants reaches her feet.