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"Ugh why the fuck am I not getting any sleep" I kept turning left and right in the bed as I'm not able to sleep. It's always like this. My life Is messed up after my parents death and I can't do anything to change it. I have been trying to sleep for many hours and still nothing is happening. I took my phone and checked the time, it's 4:30am already. The only thought in my head right now is out of all these people How the fuck did that jerk become the cousin of her? I threw the pillow onto the floor out of frustration. I hate him to death. He is clearly has obsessive compulsive disorder. Letting him go near is clearly dangerous.

Before all these happened the only view which came into my mind when I try to sleep was the picture of my dad and mom's dead body.
Which is just as same as a nightmare. But now whenever I close my eyes She, that Kim Jisoo! Her smiling face comes in front of me. I have no idea what's happening to my life.

I am supposed to hate her. Her freaking dad killed my parents but Why the fuck am I having a soft corner for her.

I kept turning right and left until I saw light coming out from the window. "Finally it's morning" I let out a deep sigh and went inside to bath.

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While I'm in my bath the picture of Jisoo crying in my arms flashed through my eyes. Taeyong must have made her extremely uncomfortable and disgusted to make her cry that much and she even hates his name. I hold my fist so hard that my veins started popping up because of anger. The fact the a man made her cry is making me extremely angry. I want to bring her to my house and keep her safe. Something about her is making me want to keep her close into my arms and say "Don't worry, I'm here for you".

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After the bath I quickly dressed up and went to her house. I don't want any sign of Taeyong near her. He is clearly a psychopath. He might come again and scare her. Yesterday I was with her and I know for some fact that she felt safe around me. But if he come again and I'm not around her, he will surely do something which only a psycho could thing soo.

"Ugh what's taking this lady so long" I thought as I tapped my foot in the ground impatiently.

Finally I saw her coming out from the house.

She looks like a goddamn fairy. I stood their like a rock not taking eyes off her. She's wearing a red dress with her hair tied up in a bun.

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