Falling In Love(UNIQ Story)

THIRTY

"Trish! Tricia! You better wake up!" I heard someone was calling me, almost a scream.

"Omo! She's not opening her eyes! Did she sleep after eating?" I heard Seongyoun said in a worry tone.

"Seonyiiee, were just playing earlier. How come she'll eat if we're clearly playing truth or dare?" I heard Yibo said to Seongyoun in an annoyed tone.

I slightly moved my body but it wasn't responding. What's happening to me?

I tried to open my eyes but darkness was all I can see. No difference in opening or closing my eyes.

"Why isn't she waking up?! What did you do again?!" I heard Sungjoo was almost scolding Seongyoun.

"Yah! Why do you always blame me? You're the one who is always with her! You're not even letting us borrow her!" I heard Seongyoun answered, obviously pouting even though I can't see him.

I tried again to wake up. But to wake up from what? Was I alseep the whole time?

I slightly opened my eyes and saw them, their eyes were moist like it they was about to cry.

I saw Sungjoo, his eyes wide open in shock and was happy at the same time. He quickly grabbed me and embrased me like a daughter who was lost for almost half of his life.

"Aigoo. Can't - breathe." I said, almost losing out of breathe at how tight his embrace was.

He loose the embrace and I coughed and almost chocked. See how tight he hugs me?

"YOU ARE ALIVE!!!" Seongyoun shouted, his hands were stretched sideways like an opera singer who have to sing the high notes.

Yixuan was just at the side, smiling happily that I was back. Where have I been?

Wenhan embraced me, but not as tight as what Sungjoo did.

Yibo was dancing together with Seongyoun.

I look like an offering and they were like Indians who were dancing in the side of the bonfire. Do you picture it? Do you picture how I look like an offering to be offered to their gods? Yep. That is how I look like right now.

"Ok guys, I'm lost. What happened to me? Why are you all rejoicing and stuff?" I ask, really super curious.

They were looking at each other like I was some crazy beggar asking for gold.

"You don't remember?" Wenhan ask to me.

"No. I really don't remember." I answered, trying to recall things.

"What is the last thing you remember?" Yixuan ask.

"The last thing? I went out to enjoy my me time when all of you insisted that you'll come with me but I said no. Then I was walking and saw some coffee shop and ordered some frappé and I went home afterwards since it was getting dark already." I said.

They were all frowning like 'are you telling the truth? we don't really believe you.'

I raised my eyebrow, waiting for more informations.

Sungjoo told everything what had happened. Which I really don't get it.

Why would I go with Jr, knowing that we're not yet even close?

And how did he know that I was in the coffee shop, without the boys?

Ok. I am asking too much. I am hungry.

"Jagiya, do we have food?" I ask to Yixuan.

All of their eyes were wide open like they've seen a whole lot of ghosts.

"Omo hyung! What did you do to her?" Yibo ask Yixuan, still eye wide open.

"I thought you want me to be your 'umma'?" I said to Yibo, emphasizing the m sound and clearly teasing all of them but with a poker face.

They were just staring at me like I was unbelievable and at the same time, their looks was 'is this Trish?'.

I begin to laugh very hard, obviously can't handle at how they all looked like.

"No, seriously, Xuan-mama, I am famished." I build up my serious face. I am really serious this time.

He went to the kitchen and took some bread that I think he bought in the grocery.

I gladly accepted it and ate in the dining hall.