Chapter 14

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"A good talk matters"

A few Days Later

Jisoo's Pov

"So we'll just act as if nothing happened?" I ignored her remarks and kept in my tracks. A week of constantly running from her and her questions. Until now I could not answer her, I don't know if I could. What we did was wrong, wrong in every way. I committed to someone who does nothing but show and treats me best. And what I did is unfair. I gave myself to someone who isn't even my partner, worst, my very own best friend.

It shouldn't have mattered or could have not been a great deal, but I have a boyfriend, and she's someone who I convince myself was my sister for years. Though it was both of us to blame, especially myself who agreed and felt good. I'm still in the same state where I woke up that morning. Scared, hurt, confused, and guilty.

"What will be the next? You'll tell me all of it was a mistake? We can't just run away from it, you can't just leave me hanging!" her voice trained, for she's only one uttering. How long till I reach the theater, it's getting tiresome.

"I love you, I told you. Can you please give us a chance to talk?" Fuck the pounding in my heart. Her confessions make me feel the worst and best at the same time. I stopped walking and closed my fists. I felt her behind me.

"What do you want to hear?" I answered, looking back at her. I had never seen Lisa from this perspective, somehow her hair becomes healthier, her face in detail, and her eyes. Her eyes are fixed and hold beyond. Why do I need to see her most beautifully?

"I want us to talk, about what happened. About what I said, about you and me." Her chest was heaving, probably from following me around. I examine my surroundings before nodding at her.

"30 minutes, that's it." I firmly said a timid smile breaking on her lips.

*

We agreed to talk inside her car, where no one will hear or see. I placed my bag over my lap and my mind begin to drift away. What will be the outcome of this? Do I even know what consequences I want? I'm aware things had changed ultimately the moment said yes to her that night.  And whatever we did can't be undone.

"Why did you leave me that morning?" she broke the silence, and I was pulled back. I want to give her the answers that she needs and not just answers that will set her at peace.

"I don't know how to react. I woke up and saw myself beside my best friend, naked. I remembered what had happened and how I didn't control myself." I explained, my gaze avoiding hers at all costs. It's just her eyes tell so much,  I can't handle it.

"You regret it," she stated, disappointedly. Their hands brushed on her knees. Unsettled with the awkward ambiance. I want to say yes...but that would make me a hypocrite.

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