The Waitress

Goblin

Yn pov

After coming home from restraunt i laid on the couch with the Goblin series playing on the TV in front of me , and no matter how many times i already watched it. I don't know why but i like it. It never gets old for me . And as much as i enjoying the series which is playing in front of me , i still couldn't get over the conversation i had with Andrew. It keeps coming back to my mind. Especially when he said that i am gonna regret it . What did i even do? I still can't believe what happened.

I thought i could trust him . I used to rely on him , but i guess they are right , nothing lasts forever ,just like our friendship and soon my marriage.

I couldn't help the sign escaping from my lips , as i wonder what i even did to deserve this ,first my parents and now Andrew. I'm just too unlucky . I feel unwanted as i used to feel back when i was in high school.

Ugh... Stop thinking about it. You are already depressed enough .
I mentally told myself.
Why does is always happens when you are feeling down you can't help but think about things that make you feel worse or it just me. Yeahh.. I guess it's me ......I'm crazy and i talk to myself.

"No. No. No. You are talking to me "
Says inner Yn .

Trying really hard to focus on TV in front of me , a sudden ringing of the doorbell made me jump. I groaned not wanting to get up , as i am too comfortable and i know once i get up. I wouldn't be comfortable like before.

After two rings i lazily walked up to the door with a blanket still on my shoulders. I probably looks horrible right now, but i don't care , cause real girls are never perfect and perfect girls are never real . That's what my mother used to tell me.

The moment i pulled the door open , my breath hitched , and my heart starts hammering against my chest. It feels as if it is alive again. He is here? but is he doing here? And how did he know i came home early? And why does he have to look so handsome ?

"Focus Yn , not on his looks but matter at the hand " I mentally scold myself as i quickly let him in , suddenly feeling embarrassed by my shoes thrown across the room. I should have kept them in the rack earlier rather than throwing it their.
But my dramatic ass didn't , and now i am regretting it.

He took a sit on the couch where i laid a second ago. I watched him astonished ,how calm and comfortable he looks. He patted the seat next to him . Indicating i should join him.

Reluctantly, i advanced towards him and took a seat next to him . This is too awkard .

I looked at him and saw that he's looking at the TV in front of us, but it's clear that he is not paying attention to it . He looks like he wants to say something but he's deciding against it, his jaw clenched together making him look more mouth watering . Why on the earth do i notice this type of things in serious situations ? I shook my head mentally , dissapointed by my own actions.

He sighed, turning his attention towards me . I glanced at him and saw that he was already staring at me. His dark chocolatey eyes shone through the dim light room making me drown in them.

"What happened ?"
He inquired , makimg me snap out if my little daze.
"Umm, what are you talking about?"
I asked him. Confused what he was talking about.

"I'm taking about whatever happened at the restaurant. "
He responded looking at me so intensely . It makes me feel like I'm melting . Wait... How did he know about that? I looked at him directly in the eyes as I felt the anger starting boil inside me. What happened at the restaurant shouldn't concern him?

"How did you know about it ?"
I asked him, irritated. He ran his hand through his hair messing them.

"I went to the restaurant and you were not there, so i asked Mr. Han and he said something happened that caused you to go home early . So, now tell me what happened. "

"Nothing happened, okay" i replied stubbornly .

"Tell me now, Yn. "
He demanded slightly raising his voice , and his eyes glaring right at mine , making me almost cower away.

As much as i like it that he is concerned about me , but there is something inside me that keeps telling me that it's all fake, and he doesn't actually care about me. He is just pretending and no matter how much I tried to push it aside. I just can't .I just can't afford to get hurt again. I won't be able to bear it. I already had been through a lot and I don't want any more heartbreaks .

"Stop acting like you care , cause you don't."
I whispered looking down at my knotted fingers , not wanting to say it aloud. I looked at him and from the look that he gave, I am sure my stupidass just said it aloud.

Trust me, my love, even if i force myself to stop caring about you. I just can't.

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