End of the Road

The End

Her lips fell apart and the weight of her heart became heavier inside her chest. She watched Luhan step out of the car and walk toward them, feeling more nervous by the second. When he stopped in front of them Namjoo tilted her head back to glance up into his face afraid of what he had to say, but he was only glaring at Sehun.

He grabbed the hand in Sehun's grasp and stared right into his eyes, "I think you've got the wrong woman. Go look for yours elsewhere."

With a tug Namjoo's hand dropped free from Sehun's grasp. Surprised, he made another grab for her hand, but Namjoo twisted it away and clasped onto Luhan's turning her face away as well.

Securely placing a hand at her back Luhan walked her toward his car with a, "Lets go."

The drumming of her heart was still echoing loudly within her body as if it were becoming one with it. The walk to his car seemed to take forever before Luhan opened the door for her. Once she got into her seat he closed the door and turned to shoot another stare at Sehun before getting behind the wheel.

Namjoo fought hard to keep her eyes from meeting with Sehun's longing eyes while she waited for them to head off. She was honestly afraid emotions would seep out of her eyes if their eyes met. If Sehun saw anything it would be it a bad, bad move on her part. At this time, she couldn't afford to make any mistake.

At last they drove past him two seconds later. The ride to the restaurant was a slow one due to traffic and she assumed there was no escaping Luhan's questions. If she were in his shoes, she'd want answers as well.

To her surprise he didn't ask about Sehun. It made her feel guilty for some reason.

"Are you ok?" He sounded genuinely concerned.

Namjoo turned to glance at him.

"Are you hurt?"

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "You know nothing has been particularly happy on my part."

"What are you saying?" He asked.

"You can ask me anything. I'm ok, I can answer."

Luhan smiled as if flustered by her suggestion.

"Actually," he began, "I do have a question for you. I just need you to say 'Yes.'"

She frowned.

"What?"

"Next time though," Luhan joyously smiled. "Lets just enjoy lunch. I want pizza today, so we're going to the Pizza Buffet."

Lunch was utterly peaceful with Luhan has always. They talked happily about his co-workers and incidents with customers, stories about his parents, and predicted Ki Hoon's future; of where he would go to school and who his friends might be. They'd have disagreements and agreements about Ki Hoon, but they still talked happily.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you to get Ki Hoon?"

"I'll be fine, go on back to work," Namjoo unbuckled her seatbelt. "We'll be over for dinner as usual."

"Call me if you need anything," Luhan told.

With a nod she stepped out.

Sehun didn't show up the rest of the day and she was glad he didn't. Namjoo was certain she'd enjoy the rest of the day in peace and calm, but that was until she was barely a block away from the Day Care when a car suddenly swerved in front of the cab.

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Boisterous anger wept through Sehun when he watched the car drive off. He was infuriated with how Namjoo had taken that man's hand; how she even went with him. He definitely came to Namjoo before that man had, and Namjoo still chose that person?