Change

The Change

"How's it? I bet you're already cursing me on your mind but believe me it's more awful without the decos"

What the fuck?

My eyes scanned the whole place.

Flowers. Candles. Mellow music.

Fuck romance and all its shits.

I shoved my hands on the pockets of my denim shorts and met her gaze. I find it so amusing how those two small orbs can hold so much emotions even in not-so important scenes like this.

In terms of situations like this I would probably be not giving a damn shit because I fucking don't care. But it's her.

But still...

"Say something..." says she with hopeful eyes.

"I'm giving up on you." I breathed. "That's it. I'm too fed up with your cheesy stuffs. I quit."

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"Fuck!" I spat when something hit my back so hard that I collapsed on the ground.

Thank God, I live on a grassy land and that my reflex worked by pinning my shoulders so that my head wont be hitting a stone just inches away from the tip of my nose.

"You hurt her, again."

I winced as I got back on my feet and glared at him. Always with his bat wherever he goes. I still wonder if he brings that up to the bathroom.

"So what?" I smirked, making him even more angry.

His brown eyes flickered with anger that it looked like a burning piece of wood, as he stopped twirling his bat. Ah, I got this.

I sprinted on one foot backwards but it caught me off guard that he hit that foot hard.

I fell on the ground and felt a tingling sensation on my lower back. Damn it! I tried standing up again but my foot aches and he hit the side of my body.

"Shit!" I screamed out in pain.

He hit my thigh this time "Back with your old shits again, huh? Still favors with me."

I laughed sarcastically "Did I change?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

I just looked at his blazing eyes. I don't need to answer. He already knows it. He's always like that. Being so aware of every single damn thing. Even in things that doesn't involve himself, he still meddle. Fucking life meddler.

"Nam Woohyun, I really don't understand you."

"I don't need you to understand me." Once again, I tried getting up but he hit me on the leg this time.

Fuck!

"Why do you like pushing people away? What's with you that you don't want to share?" He looked straight into my eyes as if he would find the answer there.

I looked away and tried standing up but he swatted me just like swatting a piece of trash away from him. But I am. I am just a piece of trash. Who would like to have me? Who would like to be near me?

Then an image of her flashed on my mind.

No. No, it can't be her. It wont be her. Not her. Definitely not.

"Woohyun, you're not alone."

"The hell I am!" I snapped.

He looked so surprised that he heard something from me. Well, situations like this aren't new for me. He's everywhere. As I mentioned earlier, he's a fucking life meddler. But what's new today is that I answered. Because truthfully, I don't give a damn shit but I'm so tired. I badly want to get rid of him and his goddamn bat! Immediately!