My Secret Lover | HEESEUNG

52- All Too Well

Y/N'S POV;

"Y/n? Heeseung?"

Jay's voice rang like a bell in my ears. Heeseung and I snapped our heads, staring at Jay with complete horror. Our bodies were frozen. The silence in the house was louder than words itself.

From this distance, I could see Jay's terrified eyes darting between Heeseung and I. The look of terror in his eyes wasn't because he was scared, no. It was the horrified look of betrayal.

It was the fact that he had been lied to, twice. It was his last straw and if I said I knew my brother well, I was wrong. I don't know how mad he will get, how furious or disappointed. Last time was enough and I'm not ready to face what's about to come next.

"Am I seeing things?" Jay chuckles with disappointment. "I think I'm seeing things, right? Maybe the alcohol in me hasn't all left yet."

Heeseung and I stand still, afraid.

"Jay, look–" Heeseung tries to start. "Don't say a single word. I've had it with you and your lies, Heeseung," Jay firmly cuts Heeseung off. "Jay, I know it looks bad, but–" "I thought we made things clear that you would keep a distance from my friends? Especially Heeseung," Jay snaps at me.

He was right. I did tell him that I was done with Heeseung and I was lucky enough to fix my relationship with Jay. It was even luckier that the two made up back then, but what about now? How are they going to mend their friendship if Heeseung has already broken Jay's trust again? And me?

"Jay, please, hear us out," Heeseung pleaded, but Jay was already fed up. His muscles were tense, his jaw was too, and a clear scowl was on his face.

"I trusted you, Heeseung. I trusted you not to go after her. My sister."

Those words seemed to have hit Heeseung like a truck when I heard his breath get heavy. "I know, I know and I'm sorry, I really am, but I-I couldn't keep our promise." Jay scoffs, "And why's that? Were the girls at our school and the ones in the club not satisfying you so you had to come after my fucking sister?!"

"Jay, I've liked her all this time!" Heeseung shouts back, allowing himself to let out his pent-up frustration. "Bullshit, I haven't seen you get into a serious relationship since your last one three years ago! You've been a womanizer since then!"

Heeseung's face dropped and Jay's fuming anger thickened the atmosphere. The house felt suffocating. It was as if it was only the two arguing about their own matters. My throat felt dry, all the words were stuck in my throat. All I could do was listen to the two shout back and forth.

"See, you can't even deny that," Jay scoffed in disbelief. "And why are you so quiet? You're not going to bash me with more lies and excuses?" He asked, meeting my gaze.

"I-I... I don't know..." I whispered, looking away from his cold stare. Jay only cracks a sarcastic laugh, "You don't know? Really?"

"I told you that I liked him!" I cried out with fists clenched by my sides. "And I told you to forget about it because it was a bad idea! I don't trust him with you! I was trying to protect you!" "Well, I don't need your protection!" I yelled back, tears welling in my eyes.

"Wow, you must be kidding me. You should be thankful to me. Do you know how many hearts he has broken? Remember what happened two months ago? I wouldn't even be surprised if he hurt you again."

His last line made my face drop. My hands fell limp to my sides. From the corner of my eye, I see Heeseung slightly look over at me in fear.

"Ah, so he has, hasn't he," Jay confirms. "But it was complicated–" "Was it? Him hurting you twice? Was once not enough?!" He snapped back at me. I could only keep my eyes lowered, unable to look at him in the face with a blurry vision.