Fairy Tale

Chapter 68: Proof

Minho and Sonya went for a long run and by the time they got they were hot and sweety. 

"Wanna run home quick and shower? Use Em's shower and we'll grab burgers on the way back." Minho suggested between his panting. 

"Deal." She nodded. 

He sent a text to his dad letting him know him and Sonya would be back in about 2 hours. He drove them home, he hadn't taken his bike out for the week, he had taken the truck, just because he just couldn't get himself back on. Sonya cranked the music and leaned her head back and exhaled heavily. 

"You holding it together?" Minho asked. 

She shrugged. "Best I can...I'd love nothing more then to punch her face, punch her all the way back into last year...but... my father frowns upon that." 

"He doesn't know about your fights at school?" Minho raised his eyebrow at her

"Oh he knows. And he knows I win...that's why he frowns upon it. He's seen the damage I do." She smirked back at him. Minho howled with laughter for a bit, until he got himself under control.

"We'll I shouldn't be hitting girls, but she might be the exception." Minho finally said. 

"I will allow it." 

"Thanks for your endorsement." He rolled his eyes. 

"I still can't believe you-"

"Don't bring it up." Minho cut her off. "I don't want to ever talk about that month and a half. Bring it up again and you'll be the second girl on my hit list." 

"OH?" Sonya smirked and folded her arms, clearly not intimidated by Minho's threat.  "You have a hit list? Is Emmy on this...hit list?" 

Minho glanced at her confused for a second. "What?"  She was smirking. "Wait..." He narrowed his eyes. And then the realization of what she meant his him. He felt his face go pink and he gripped the wheel a little tighter. Then he sighed, resigned to the fact Emily's best friend would know all about their love life.  "How much do you know?" 

"Oh I know ALL of it, Slugger. All-of-it." She laughed at him as he went even more pink, Sonya wacked his arm. "Come on, shank! Lets hear it!" 

"No." 

"Come on!" 

"No." 

"I'm sure you told Tommy." 

"Nope." 

"What? Come ON! Tell me!"

"Not gonna happen." 

"I do know everything anyways. Like the night before your game, right before we all came over- cutting it close by the way... I know she went-"

"OKAY!" Minho yelped. 

It was time for Sonya to howl with laughter. 

"I hate you so much." He grumbled. 

"Oh, get over it Slugger. I know it all anyways. So spill." 

Minho was quiet for a second, not really sure what to say, but his stomach fluttered and his heart skipped a beat. A small smile appeared on his still bruised face. 

"Ahhh okay, there we go." Sonya encouraged, she bit her lip to keep from laughing. 

"It just...I dunno, gonna sound lame or whatever..."

"Nah. I heard it all, I know it all. I get it." Her voice was gentle suddenly. "Em was super scared, nervous she would disappoint you, or do something wrong. We talked at length."