The Boy Next Door

37.

I peek my head from behind me and before Heeseung puts his hands on my eyes I spot a clear image of Minwoo. And... Jiwoo?

"Jiwoo?" I shout while trying to push through Heeseung. They are quiet far so they don't spot me yet but I see what their clearly doing.

I'm so stupid. I'm an idiot. I'm too gullible. Why didn't I know?

They are kissing and being touchy with each other making a tear fall out of my eye.

'Shit.' I hear Heeseung voice echo in my head.

I walk up to them and see their shocked faced proving my point.

"B-B-Babe?" Minwoo says while abruptly getting up.

"Don't fucking babe me. Your such a fucking scum you know that? You make me push all my guy friends away because you don't trust me, when your the one I shouldn't have trusted. I'm such an idiot to fall for a bastard like you." I shout while slapping him across the cheek.

My head explodes with thoughts and Heeseung's soft touch on my shoulder helps a bit.

"And you! You bitch. Your such a fucking backstabber. I knew you've been acting strange. It's fucking hilarious how lonely you are that you have to go for my boyfriend- ex boyfriend." I correct myself.

"Is it my fault I cheated?!! Look at you. You-" Minwoo shouts back and before his hand reaches my shoulder I see Heeseung's hand shoot out.

"Chaewon, do I have your permission to do this?" he says while showing a small smirk.

I nod and allow myself to breath for the first time in a while.

"Now that I think about it, I should have never trusted you!! You always canceled on me, and you never once chose me over your friends!! Was I that restricting that you had to cancel on my face just to have fun?! You always lied to me, you never ever listened to what I had to say!! But I ignored that because I knew you cared!! But you don't!! W-When did you ever pick me up from school?? When d-did your shoulder get more wet then mine when we walked with a umbrella?!!! I didn't mind that, because I loved you!!" I shout while wiping my tears flowing down my cheek.

"I'm such a fucking idiot! Your a horrible person, both of you!! When did you guys ever comfort me!! Hold me when I needed it??? Gave me advice?? You fucking deserve to burn in hell." I scream.

"Well you were always hanging around every single guy at school, Chaewon. He felt like-" Jiwoo says making me scoff. She doesn't even try to justify herself.

"Now why the fuck are you talking? Oh no you don't get to gaslight me anymore. I always blamed myself for everyone problem we had when it was always you. Your such a fucking slut." I scream.

"I should have believed everyone when they said you were a fucking asshole!!" I scream again making my voice crack.

"Now that Chaewon isn't with you, I can finally do this." Heeseung says while throwing a hard punch to his cheek. I would usually be shocked but I really don't care anymore.

I walk away in a panic of tears, screaming, and hot steam coming out of my forehead.

"I'm s-so stupid." I say to self while pacing back and forth now that I'm alone and far from them.

"No your not. They don't deserve you ChaeChae." he says making my knees even weaker then before and I breakdown to the floor. I haven't heard that nickname in a while. It hurts to see how I couldn't see who was obviously more important.

"Just go away... please." I say although all I need is some comfort and words of affirmation right now.

"Okay, I will. But do you really want me to?" he asks calmly. He pulls his warm arms slowly away but in a reflex I grab them and hold on tight.

I don't say any words but he gives a quiet chuckle and places his arms around me again.

"I missed you. So much. I thought you would hate me, because I've been acting like a jerk to you. I'm sorry. That was the only way for it to hurt less." he whispers into my ear.

I accidently let out a small whimper after holding my tears in, just thinking about how stupid I was to not know that he was fucking cheating. I defended Minwoo from all my friends but they were right. He did it with my bestfriend, and right in front of me.

"Chaewon!!" I hear that demon of a woman's voice getting closer. Why did Jiwoo follow us?

"ChaeChae, let's go. I'll take you home." Heeseung says calmly into my ear but through the blurriness of my tears I can still tell how pissed he looks.

"Stop! I want to talk!!" Jiwoo shouts while grabbing my arm making me yelp in shock.

"Don't touch her. And advice from me, if he was so quick to cheat on a amazing girl like Chaewon, how fast do you think he'll leave you for some other whore?" Heeseung says while pushing her grip off of me.

We walk to his car, I clutch onto his jacket sleeve since it's difficult to walk with these useless legs that don't want to listen.

"Can I touch you? Just your arm." he asks giving me flashbacks. Would he really hit me if I mad him angry? Did I say too much?

I nod in response and my body tenses up to his touch but I completely thaw when I feel his body heat radiate into my cold body.

We get to his car and he take off his sweater and places it on top of me. I watch as he gets notifications from his phone constantly. I see him groan and stare at me, like he's annoyed.

"You can answer it." I say quietly, while nodding.

"Why the fuck would I be on my phone when your actually right in front of me? I can't believe your mine again." he says while turning his phone off and the notifications sound stops.

"Now. Wow, okay I've talked to myself through this conversation so many times but uhm..." he mumbles making me smile a bit.

"Please don't be scared of me. I don't trust myself with you and it's per-" I cut him off by tapping his shoulder.

"I've never been scared of you, Heeseung. I trust you. But after that, maybe you can just work on yourself. Not for me, but for you." I say while smiling.

"And if you ever drink and drive, or do fucking drugs, I'm going to kill you, myself. Okay?" I say to distract myself from the pain of my heart aching.

"Yes ma'am. Now lets get away from this shithole." he says while starting his engine.

We drive to our neighborhood and I don't even try to keep my tears in since he's already seen it all. It's weird how I feel so comfortable with him around.

I mean it's better for me, since if it was someone else, I would have been in so much more pain. And his words of comfort and soft touches make it a tad bit better.

"That's not the point. I'm supposed to be comforting you. I'm sorry. I'm not good at this." he says while rubbing his nape.

"You listening is enough. I guess my standards in people must be low for me to date such a bastard." I say.

"What about your standard in boyfriends?" he says abruptly.

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