puzzle pieces [ x.m.h ]

CHAPTER 9

GOODDD MORINGGGG~~~~" Seungkwan sang in my ear. I swatted his head. Miss. "Oh come on, don't be like this," I mumbled into Minghao's arms. "OOHHH COSYYY~~" Sophie, pearl and Louisa, the maknaes, screamed. "Shutup," I threw my blanket over them and ran for the bathroom. I rubbed my eyes and looked at my phone. CRAP 9 ALREADY? I needed to call my mum. She was expecting a call from me at SGT (idk really hahahha) 8. Which is KST 9. Soooo dead.

I sneaked out of the bathroom and entered one of the rooms. "Hello, yea mum its me." "U R HORRIBLE, REALLY? GOING ON A SHOW AND NOW YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND. This was why I never approved of you going. I never wanted you to go. Your national examinations are in a year. I heard-" "Mum ok look, this is my life and my choice; I cant keep fighting this lengthy battle with you whether or not I made the right choice to come to korea. It's my life mum, I may be merely 15, but I know that im a lot happier in korea that I ever was back home. Bye mum." I hang up as I let out the bottled up anguish that I held in for so long. As waves of anguish and anger washed over me, I could just feel the monsters that have been haunting me for the last couple of years breathing down my back. I shut my eyes and just sat in the silence for a few minutes before I heard a knock on the door.

I looked up and saw Gina walk in. "Your mum again?" She asked, genuinely concerned. I just nodded my head and felt the older girl wrap her arms around me and we just stayed like that for a long time.

After a while we stood up and as we walked out, she warned me in a low tone,"Keep those gates of your mind firmly close. Remember, don't let the depression, eating disorders and sucidal monster ever go in.i'll be here for you if you need me to fight them for you when you're too tired to do so. Okay?" She gave me a reassuring pat before entering the dinning area.

Jun, forever being the most serving one, served me and Gina the rice. As he handed me my bowl, he looked at me. His eyes seem to say "Everything ok?" And I gave him a ever so miniscule nod and he left it as it was. I silently ate my rice as the chatter of the other members just washed through me, as it like the thousands of rain droplets that fall from the sky when there's thunderstrom; you cant differentiate one droplet from another. Minghao sat next to me and whispered, " What's wrong? Hmm?" He touched my cheeks cautiously. I held his hand and just shook my head. "I'll tel you later. There are too many people here." He nodded and our hands just continued to be interwined as we ate our breakfast in silence.

We entered the room and I lay down on his shoulder. He touched my cheeks, a habit of his, tilted my chin upwards and looked at me straight in the eye, "What's wrong?" I began to explain to him the growing heated tension that had begun to form between my family and I. I didn't share how I really felt; how discouraged I was because I didn't want to burden him. He was already under a lot of stress with the practices and variety shows and hectic scheldues, I didn't want him to worry about me. Minghao just nodded at whatever I said about my family and just gently press my head against his shoulder and we leaned against the wall, enjoying the heat of each other's bodies. I could feel his chest rising and falling as he breathed and it was so comforting to feel the rhythm of his breathing; it was like a lullaby....