Sober Confessions

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            Soo-Yoon inspects her face in the mirror by moving it side-to-side. Matthew didn't hit her that hard, but her cheek still stings a bit. She then frowns thinking about Amias' entrance. Jerk waited to make his entrance after she got hit. She is the vulnerable heroine here, he should of came in and stopped Matthew's hand from assaulting her! He doesn't even ask to see if she's okay, instead he tells her she didn't get hit that hard!

            She sighs and backs away from the mirror. He told her to go to the restroom upstairs and 'not cause any more disturbance for the guests'. Says the man who glared at them for looking at him! She didn't hear a thanks from Amias for standing up for him. Well, at least she got her phone back. The jerk again chucked it at her face before she stepped into the bathroom.

            Soo-Yoon walks out of the bathroom and closes the door behind her. When she turns around she jumps at the sudden appearance of Amias in front of her. Soo-Yoon slams herself back onto the door. Why does he have to always come out from thin air?!

            Amias raises an eyebrow at her.

            “Hey, chill the fuck down.”

            She couldn't help the frown that comes on her face.

            “Can I just go back home now? I wrote down all the names and left it on the desk.”

            She moves to walk around him with her head down, afraid to look at him face. Please let her go home. Please let her go home. Please let her go home!

            His large hand clamps down on her shoulder, making her body freeze up. She turns around and flinches seeing his toothy grin.

            “Lets have a chat.”

            She really doesn't want to.

            “I really don't want to,” Soo-Yoon mumbles under her breath.

            “What did you just say?”

            “I very known haunt to!”

            There was a clear frown on his face and a small twitch from his lip before turning around and walking. He definitely heard her. At least he didn't say some cruel remark or hit her, she's already had enough abuse for the last two days.

            Amias leads her down the hall and to the first floor, the whole time he doesn't say a word to her. She looks up to the huge male. He wore a suit again for the guests, but now had a casual shirt and jeans on. His attire doesn't really matter, with his tall figure and harsh eyes Amias will always be seen as an intimating person. With or without notorious reputation.

            He walks through a kitchen and takes a bottle of liquor? Her face falls at the sight of alcohol and him pulling out two cups. If he doesn't die from being a gangster, he will die from liver failure. She bites her lip to try to fight the remark, but she can't help herself and the words come out.

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