Sweet Bully- Minsung

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Han. "W-What do you want?" I asked nervously. Please god, I don't want to get beaten up. "Who made those?" He asked. But his time it was different. He sounded mad. Like really really mad. As if he could murder everyone right now, no matter who.

"Made what?" I asked. What was he talking about?
"Don't act dump,Minho. Who the fuck made those hickeys?" He said throwing the shirt away that was covering me. It was the first time he said my actual name. His voice was dangerously calm. It's scaring me. "I-I can't tell" I don't want him to know. I'm scared that he would hurt lix.

"What did you say? You can't tell? Minho, tell me now or else" he said coming closer while I walked backwards til my back hit a locker. He came really close to me again. Only a few inches were in between us. "Or else what?" I asked quietly.

"Why do you even want to know? To bully that person too? To have a new reason to bully me further and call me more names? Why Han? Why do you want to know who made all those hickeys?" I let it out. I wanted him to answer those questions.

He was silent, still looking at me. It kinda creeped me out so I looked at the floor. "I just have to know who did this. Answer me now Minho. Don't ask questions. What did I tell you the last time? Obey me when I say something. Now fucking answer me! Who made those fucking Hickeys?!" He almost shouted.

I still looked at the floor not answering. "MINHO,IM FUCKING TALKING TO YOU!" He now yelled. I pressed my eyes together, scared that he'd hit me. Then I opened my eyes and looked at him. He seems mad. So mad. I could only see fire in his eyes.

"Only if you promise not to bother that person." He looked at me. It seemed like he was thinking. Then he nodded. "I promise."
"F-Felix."
Okay he seems madder than before. But he tried to calm himself. "Did you sleep with him?" He asked. I looked down and felt his eyes bore into me. Then I slowly nodded. I heard him taking many deep breaths but it seems like it didn't help him to calm down. He then punched the locker next to my head which sounded very hurtful.

I flinched hard and looked up at him again. He was still staring into my soul. But I didn't take my eyes off him this time. We were staring at each other for a full minute. I don't know if I'm hallucinating but it seemed like he was coming closer. I could hear how my heart was pumping faster and faster. After our noses touched I knew I wasn't hallucinating.

And Han didn't stop. He came closer and closer. Until he then just kissed me. My heart was exploding now. My dream came true. HAN IS KISSING ME!!!FINALLY! I kissed him back and he pulled me closer to himself by grabbing my waist. It than became from kissing to a make out season. I was officially living my dream. And I hoped to never wake up.

Han's lips felt so soft. I could kiss them forever. I want to kiss him forever. This boy made me obsessed with him. He is the only one I can think of. No matter when and no matter where.

Then he suddenly stopped. I think he realized what he was doing. He took his hand off of my waist and took a step back. My hands were still around his neck. We looked at each other in silent and then Han took his things and was willing to go out.

" Hannie..." I called him. He stopped his actions for a sec but didn't turn around. "Don't go.." I softly whispered. He was still standing there. I wanted to talk things out with him. I wanted to have answers.
"If you say anyone about what happened just now, trust me I will come and fucking kill you."
I shivered at his words. His tone was fucking scary. But his words still hurt. I mean honestly what the fuck did I expect?

That my bully would fall in love with me like I did with him? Nah, not if you're as ugly as me. Han deserves better than me. A few tears made their way out of my eyes. I'm so tired. Tired of loving Jisung. Tired of hoping the impossible. I'm tired of everything now. I want to get out. I feel exhausted, physically and mentally.

The classes began long time ago but it doesn't matter now. I want to go home. And so I did.
When I arrived I noticed that my fathers car was outside. He was home. Sighing I opened the door and wanted to get to my room. "Minho." My father said from the living room. I really don't want to deal with him now.

"Come here." After I went into the living room, I saw that my mother was there too. I didn't saw them in like 2 weeks. "Yes, father?" I asked. "Your teacher called me. He said that you were always coming late and were interrupting his classes. Why are you going late to your classes, huh?"

Well what should I tell him. That I get beaten up everyday by the boy that I love? No thanks.
My mom looked at me like I'm a stranger. I didn't ever do anything to them but they don't see me as their son. They see me as a object. I was an accident, they didn't actually want me, they say it at every chance they get. And now they're looking at me as if I was a stranger . They should've abort me or something. It would've been better then to see that you don't matter to you own parents. That you're not worthy enough for them.

"I don't know. I just can't make it on time,I'm sorry." My father only nodded, looking down. "I'm gonna leave it here. But if you're going to be late again you'll see." After that I quickly went into my bedroom and locked the door. I began to cry. I don't know why but I wanted to cry. Why can't they love me like normal parents love their kids? Is it because I'm ugly? Or is it because I'm not good enough?

Then I got a sudden call. I took my phone out of my pocket and looked at who it was. Felix. "Minho, where the hell are you?"
"I went home lix. I didn't feel well. But I'm okay now, don't worry." I tried to answer. Please tell me he didn't notice that my voice was shaky. He probably gets annoyed because of all my cries. I'm such a cry-baby. I probably only am a burden to them.

"Were you crying Minho?" Shit. "No,of course not." I hoped to convince him. "Why are you lying? I'm coming now." "Felix no. You still have classes. You shouldn't come."
"And so do you, dummy. I'm bringing Jeongin and Seungmin too. See you in ten." He than hanged up.