My Guardian Angel: Monday Couple Fanfiction

Chapter 5

Ji Hyo's POV

"ANIYO!!!"

Baek Chang Ju oppa yelled at me. I just didn't understand why he wouldn't let me go. I was about to make my way to go to the house warming party from both of my closest friends. My hand gripped tightly on the metal doorknob but I hesitantly released my grasp.

"Oppa, I don't understand why you wouldn't let me go out with my friends or go to simple parties like these!"

My complaint confronted his actions, this was true story - he wouldn't let me go out with a few friends unless he was going with me, then again I could've lied to him and out of his dominating actions. My broad forehead burned in anger as I heard his pathetic reasoning.

"It's those pathetic Running Man members that I don't want you to get close to -"

Are you for real? These guys are like my long lost relatives, throughout the years I get closer and closer to them; obviously you haven't realised, obviously you didn't watch Running Man and obviously you didn't knew what we were like...

"Why did I even sign you up on that tasteless variety show?"

I roared back as I pointed my dominant index finger on his face - "You take that back! On that TASTELESS show with those PATHETIC men are my family, I can be myself around them without trying to fit in."

"And this happens! You look tired and unpleasant to look at, no wonder why those idiots always compare you to those female stars"

"At least I learned how to pretty without all that crap! Yah, for you to call me ugly isn't that too much!?" I raised my voice as heaved in out the fumes of my heavy breath. Clearly he has something to say, he hasn't replied to my question properly.

"Just stay here."

He provoked me and I had it.

"Aniyo. I'm not letting you take away my freedom"

As I pulled the door open, his muscular hands placed all his force in shutting the door so ferociously, then one thing I remembered the most: my back; slammed hard against the wall and now with purple and red tarnish on my forearm.

"Now you listen to me and listen to me good, text your friend that you can't go now because your photo-shoot is lagging in time."

He carelessly left me to flop down onto the floor, my strained arm fell as soon as I sent her the message:

To: Byul
From: Song Ji Hyo

"Byul, mianhe (sorry). He made me stay."

My eyes blinked over to his presence and he stood there with his body hovering over me as if I was his prey not his lover.

"I sent it."

"Good darling, now behave or else I'll kick you out of my agency."

Baek Chang Ju oppa's presence left the room and my restless body leaned sloppily against the wall where he had thrown me. My damaged arm is numb and marked with bruises here and there - from the past times I had encountered him until tonight. Unknowingly, my tears dripped down as I sniffed. It hurts, my body hurts and my heart hurts. At this night I dozed painfully in my sorrow.

The next day arise on a dull Monday morning. The bleakness of the grey sky appeared calm as ever, I stretched my arms towards the ceiling to soothe my aching body from last night. I stomped my way upstairs dreadfully as I arrived in front of the bathroom mirror - revealing the scarred reflection of my face. I touched the soft but dried cracks of my skin and stared blankly at smeared mascara stains from the lash line. I prodded at my swollen eyelids that were inflamed by my own tears and noticed my scary blood shot eyes. I sloppily slathered my cleanser on as I washed every bit of dirt and makeup off from my skin. On the clear canvass of my face I touched up on my makeup until I heard loud thuds making their way downstairs in haste. Oh that was my boyfriend. Soon enough he paused for a moment and ran back upstairs where I was. I heard a sudden slam from the door that erupted in my surroundings