RARE [EXO KAI]

Chapter Thirty

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"Then..." be my girlfriend...

I thought, I already said it but why you couldn't hear me? Didn't I said it clearly? Where's my voice? Is it a delusion or maybe it was just..., my imagination.

I can't even find the differences between reality or my own imagination. How could this possible? I'm such a fool to be pathetic when it's about you. Why is that?

"No, don't talk to me. You should go now." Did she just said that to me?!!

I felt the pressure, pinning me down and I couldn't describe it. Do I even have a way to save myself from this force or do I need seeking for help? What am I thinking?

I wanted to shout for help and say that...

I care about you...

You're not a burden...

I just want to protect you...

Please don't go...

Don't leave me...

I love you...

Damn it! I can't get my mouth to say the words they wanna say to you... this is typical of love. Can't wait anymore, I won't wait,
I need to tell you how I feel...

"Actually, this is not right. You are invading my privacy. I trusted you, Jongin."

When I see us together forever, that was the reason why I hugged you and it's not because of what you have said. But thank you for trusting me. That's all I ever wanted the least from you. I appreciate that with my fullest soul. Gumawo...

"But, I'll assume this as the way you're saying goodbye. Anyway, thank you"

The urge for saying everything that I've been wanting to say was there. I was trembling deep down inside to say those words all over again. The words, that I couldn't even say...

***

His room was dark as the curtains were draped closely together, not letting any sunlight penetrates the room.

The alarm clock that once were ringing was now quiet. It was as if he wasn't awake by the loud sound from it. Honestly, he was more than awake to start with. In fact, maybe he haven't even slept since last night!

His eyes were emotionless. He wasn't thinking about anything but kept staring on the dark wall of his room. All was quiet except for his natural breathing.

The slight knock on the door was nothing to his ears. He completely ignores any definition that defies by sounds. He didn't care and never will. At least that's what in his thoughts right now.

If only he'd said the things he wanted to say the other day. He wouldn't be in this devastating truth. It was more than pain to him until he couldn't even describe on what he was evenly feeling.

In fact, he even felt crazy just by thinking about it. The madness was haunting him so deeply, he couldn't just escape from it. No matter how hard he kept telling himself that everything's okay... It turns out to be a feeling as if he was stabbed right in the heart back again.