Chapter 2 - HER

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The last 3 months were agonzing. Wrecking me from the inside. I couldn't forget his seemingly emotionless face as he broke up with me. How he must've hurt, having to say these words without meaning them. How he must've hurt, not being able to show his feelings. To cry. To let me comfort him.

I sat alone in my room. Lights out, thinking about everything over and over again. That was all I had done for the previous 3 months. Lying in my bed, thinking, thinking and thinking again. I didn't eat a lot. I didn't want to go out. I didn't want to show them my hurt side. I didn't want to see the triumphant look on their faces. That's what they had wanted all along. Destroying me from inside out. They must've felt really good. They must've felt satisfied, overjoyed. I let out a bitter smile, wishing them to rot in hell.

"Eun Ji!! Open the door! At least eat something! I beg you!!"

What's up with her suddenly acting like a caring mother?

I covered myself completely with my blanket and plugged my earphones in. As the loud bass started playing into my ears all I heard of her was her muffled shouts and cries.
Our song.
A song was playing. Back then when we were still young and carefree we used to listen to this song together. Laugh together, cry together.
Even though I knew it was just my memories becoming overly realistic again, I could feel his strong arms wrapping around me and hugging me from behind. Pulling me closer to his warmth.
Ba Dump
Ba Dump
Ba Dump
I could hear it. His heartbeat. His even breathing. His raspy voice.

Tears rolled down my cheeks. It hurt too much. Thinking of him. Imagining him. Loving him.
Before meeting him I never understood how all these girls could fall in love so easily and cry over those guys.
I secretly laughed at them, called them dumb. After experiencing love myself I understood something that I would've never been able to understand without Junhoe. I understood what it meant to love, to hate, to forgive and love again.
I became a prisoner of love.

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