Direct And Linear Relationships

Chapter 22: Dominant

Silence.

It's a bitch.

Silence walks in the room, arrogantly making her presence known. As I blindly try to maneuver in the dark, Silence coolly mocks me. Casually lounging, watching me as I struggle to find my footing. Silence, stretches her long arms and begins to prance around in a circle enjoying my uneasiness. She sings the songs of my doubts. Her alluring powers are heightened when she's shoulder to shoulder with her best friend...Awkward. Watch out when those two are together, destruction and humility is the name of their game. Dancing around in a nauseating rage they stroll out the room hand in hand, feeling satisfied that their job is complete.

The only thing I hear is my heart pounding against my ribs. The only thing I feel is it trying to murder me, attempting to fly out of my chest. Recent studies have shown this is not possible, so I'd appreciate it if it stopped. Like, now.

"Sana?" my voice is barely above whisper. The response I get…

Silence.

My dear old friend.

I fished my phone out of my pocket and turned on the flashlight. Angling it around the room, I didn't see Sana until I aimed the light at her desk. Right leg crossed over left with the palm of her hands resting on top of her desk exposing more of the smooth and supple skin underneath her outfit. Two sharp and suspicious eyes stared at me out of the darkness, her body vibrated with a powerful dominance, and even in this shitty lighting I can see the deep red flush on her cheeks.

She was angry, maybe jealous and I feel like shit for saying that it turns me on more than it scares me.

Taking my chances I placed one foot in front of the other, taking a small step towards her. When she didn't say anything I took a few more, stopping in front of Seungmin's desk. I set my phone down with the flashlight up never letting my gaze drift from hers. Feeling the tension roll off her, I sighed and prepared for the ass beating of my life with us a few feet away from each other.

"30 seconds." her words came out clipped and dry. At least she's giving me a chance to explain myself.

Deep breath Dahyun. You got this.

"Sana what you saw at lunch was nothing, I swear. Wendy asked if she could talk to me, we walked to the Senior Tree, and we started talking. She asked me if we could hang out after volleyball, I went to tell her that I just wanted to be friends, that's when she kissed me and, well, you saw the rest." Under her burning gaze I began to fidget with a frayed hem.

"What did you say to her?" her hazel eyes were blank, reptilian; giving nothing away, like the eyes of a professional poker player.

I furrowed my brows wondering what that had to do with us but decided against questioning it.

"I told her she was nice and that I liked her a lot." A chuckle oozing with sarcasm hit my eardrums raising the nerve wracking tension crackling between us.

"So you're saying, what, that you did want to hang out after the season?"

"No! I-"

"Because if I was her, that's how I would've taken it." interrupting me with a raised hand she shot a stern glare.

Heat rose from the deepest part of me as my stomach began to tremble, I dropped my head back and groaned. Annoyance drowned out nerves and fear. I get it, I'm not the one with the moral high ground, but why is she acting like this relationship is a fucking walk in the park.

"If I were her, I would've kissed you too."

Her words caught me off guard and our gazes met once again. Pushing herself off the desk, Sana landed like a cat, graceful as fuck. After smoothing out the non existent wrinkles she took a step forward.