To Be Loved... (BOOK 1)

Best Friends To The Rescue

I thought it was time I went home. Ms. Jung said she wanted me to stay as long as I'd like and this is me doing so. Of course I love staying at Wooyoung's house, but I just feel like I'm overstaying my welcome. I'm sure it's my own paranoia, but whatever.

I parked in front of my house and felt my stomach hurt once I realized what had been sitting in the lawn for what seemed like days. Everything I owned covered in paint, along with the sprinklers being on. But right in the center of it all was the portrait I had made of Felix before I even talked to him. There was a giant hole on the left; it looked like someone kicked right through it.

I shut my car off and stared at the sight. I felt absolutely defeated. I walked over to the pile of my things and examined to see what was still salvageable. Didn't seem like much in all honesty. My brushes were snapped in half, all of my paint was squeezed out and emptied, even my camera was busted.

I picked up the portrait of Felix and sighed, seeing it was completely destroyed. Nonetheless, that was the only piece of art I took that's worth any value to me. Anything else, like clothes and what not, was just thrown in the trunk of my car if it was manageable.

What am I supposed to do now? I can't go back to Wooyoung's, I don't want to be a bother. I wouldn't dare ask Felix because I don't want him to worry about me. Shit, maybe I should've made an effort to make friends.

I gave up and drove to a nearby gas station to grab some food. You would think I was homeless with the way my car was packed. Technically, I am now. Dramatic, I know.

"Hyunjin!" Huh? Who's calling me?

I turned around and saw Mingi and Yunho walking inside right behind me.

"Hey." I smiled shyly and waved.

"You going on a road trip or something?" Mingi teased.

"Something like that." I said as we walked together through the snack aisle. "I basically got kicked out." I shrugged.

"You? For what?" He couldn't seem to believe it. Especially a person like me. To most, I'm just some shy, awkward, introverted artsy kid so how could someone like that possibly get kicked out of the house?

"Just dumb shit." I waved my hand dismissively, acting like it was nothing.

"Maybe your parents will change their mind." I shrugged and smiled at his optimism, I found it endearing. Mingi has always had a good heart in my eyes.

"Doubtful. I've been at Wooyoung's since I left on my own the first time and just went back to see all my stuff covered in paint and drenched from the sprinklers on the front lawn." Yunho and Mingi shared a similar reaction. They were shocked yet saddened, but I could tell they were telepathically trying to come up with a plan to help. I appreciated the effort, but I could never accept an offer no matter who it's from.

"Why not go back to Wooyoung's?" Mingi suggested.

"I've been eating up all their food, I don't wanna bother them more." I smiled, trying to make light of the situation.

"Felix?"

"I don't want him knowing yet."

"Ooo." Yunho sang as if he was a kid in elementary school watching someone get in trouble. Mingi whacked him in the chest, shutting him up immediately. Yunho cleared his throat and looked down at the ground. The interaction made me smile.

"Yang Jeongin? You guys are good friends, right?"

"I don't know about right now." I shook my head, feeling a bit sad at the fact. "Jisung is living with him at the moment."