24: love? pt.2

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"You're a worthless piece of garbage that needs to be dealt with!" Soobin said as he kept punching me in the face over and over.

"And you belong in an asylum because you're crazy," I said.

He stopped and looked me dead in the eyes, with the same dark look as that night, and slowly grinned. He lifted up his arm, pulled it back, and hit me straight in the face, knocking me down.

Everything went quiet and black.

I bolted awake, sitting straight up in my bed, breathing heavier than usual. This is the fourth time this week I've woken up like this, and it sucks. I turned on the lamp by my bed, checked the time, and saw it was three in the morning.

I decided to draw because that was the only thing that cleared my mind, but this time it didn't. I began sketching and sketching, thinking it would eventually turn into something, but it didn't.

I laid back down and tried going back to sleep, but every time I closed my eyes, I could only see Soobin hitting me over and over in the face. This sucks. I hate seeing him at school, and now he's in my dreams.

I rolled over and looked at the time again and saw only 15 minutes had gone by. I tried thinking about something else, or more like someone else.

The first person that came to my mind was Danielle for some reason. I noticed how my heart began beating slower as I remembered sitting under my favorite tree and sketching her in my book.

I sat up, dug in my drawer, pulled out the sketch of her that I saved, and stared at it. What are you doing to me? Why do I feel warm inside when I'm around you or thinking of you?

I then remembered what that one girl said, Ningning, was it? She said how Danielle would always talk about me. She would talk about how much she liked me, which reminded me of how Danielle would always say she loves me. Does she really? If she does, maybe she can explain it to me... Love.

Doing the dumbest thing I've ever done, I pulled out my phone and texted Danielle.

Me: Are you awake?

Not minutes after, I got an immediate response and sighed. Why did she answer so quickly?

Danielle: I'm awake now since you texted me. What's on your mind, beautiful? ;)

I rolled my eyes after seeing her response.

Me: Gross. No flirting. Just come over here. I have a question to ask you.

Danielle: Say no more. I'm on my way... beautiful.

Some time passed as I sat on my bed, hating myself for inviting Danielle over, but it was too late to stop her from coming over now.

I heard a knocking on my window, looked over, and saw Danielle waving crazily and smiling.

I slowly walked over and opened the window as quietly as possible and watched as she crawled into my room, or more like fell.

"Ouch! Can you pretty please help me up?" She asked, lifting up her hand and giving me her puppy dog eyes. I looked at her and sighed. Every time. I grabbed her hand and helped her off the ground.

She stood in front of me, smiling. "So, Haerin, what is it that you want to talk about at 3:45 in the morning?"

I sighed and walked over to my bed, which she followed pretty closely. I sat on my bed and looked at her. "What's love?" I asked, getting straight to the point.

She looked at me wide-eyed and looked up, thinking, I guess. "It's kind of hard to explain, but since I love you, I'll try," she said, smiling.

"Why do you love me?" I asked.

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