Why Me!? || Kth✓

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

- wake up.

"Are you awake?" Hoseok asked after waking me up.

I looked at him with my squinted eyes and made an annoyed face.

"Why do you keep following me!?" I asked, voice filled with complain and he gulped before saying, "Um.... I was just passing by and-" his words trailed off when I layed down on the dusted floor and started to sleep again.

But he shook me again to which I annoyingly yelled at him, "Can't you just mind your own business!? Do you think I'm in the state to deal with your creepy behaviour!?"

I just said whatever came in my mind and that's because I was too tired of him now. Even after yelling at him 3-4 times, he kept talking to me at work. Any other person would hate me till now but he just passed me a big smile which made me doubt him for a minute but then he didn't do anything wrong to me at least till now so I was rather confused at his behaviour.

"I'm not a cre-ep, you can trust me." He said in a sad tone and I sat up straight to look at him, I was about to yell again but his pouty lips, puppy eyes and that sad expression made me pause for a minute.

"Listen...I don't want to trust anyone. Nor do I need anyone's help so please. I beg you. Please just leave me alone and let me sleep. I'm tired. Alright?" I asked, tilting my head to side to look at his reaction.

"Alright?" I asked again at his silence.

"B-but...you can't sleep here. It's dan-gerous. You should go ho-me." He spoke, words stuttering as I gave him a deadly glare.

Huffing out a breath in anger, I got up and said, "Okay. I won't sleep here. Now. Bye." Saying that I started to walk away hastily.

It felt like same thing was repeating where I was homeless yet again.

And this time I was even more weak, even more broke and on the verge of giving up.

I don't even know what I'm doing or why I'm living, everything seems a mess.

Thanks to Hoseok my sleep is now long gone and I will have to deal with these thoughts again.

"Hey! You forgot this behind!" I heard him yell behind me while running.

I looked at him with my jaw clenched and fingers curled up in a fist.

"Here." He showed me the photocard of my brother and my eyes widened.

How could I forget it there.

How could I?

Such a horrible sister I am who couldn't even save her brother? And then forgot him like that.

These thoughts crossed my mind and tears immediately brimmed in my eyes.

Snatching the picture from his hands, I stomped away, hiding my tears and when I heard him following from behind, I started to run while bursting into tears again.

My vision was totally blurred and it felt like my senses were no longer in my control as I ran on the streets while sobbing hard and suddenly I stopped when I was hit with a car.