I'll Wait

Chapter 35

Dara's POV

It was 2 am when I took a weak leap on my bed. I pulled my luggage and started to pull out all of my stuffs; clothes, shoes, caps and most especially the polaroid.

Mom followed Cheondung out when he walked out of my door. I didn't wanted to see our family break like this but I must be kidding myself because we all are already broken, I just don't get it why Mom and Dad has to keep it as a secret. All my existence was a lie, my family was a lie, nothing's real between me, Mom, Dad and Cheondung. I think if Mom confessed us that she and Dad separated maybe at this point of time, I had move-on but guess what? Bullshits do happen.

I crinkled my nose when I see our polaroid collections. I guess the only thing that's real is me and Jiyong and I think I'm not broken at all because I have a family other than Mom and Cheondung - I have Bom, CL and Minzy. Somehow, that keeps me happy and fine.

I am not allowed to use my phone for now and I'm not stupid to shook myself and follow my curiosity. Inside my phone is a bunch of hate mails that I'm about to receive, haters wouldn't stop to spam on my instagram account until they learn that I'm dead. I don't know what's right or wrong anymore, I wish I'm strong enough to quantify some situations on my own.

My finger tapped into one of my favorite polaroid shot where we we're eating some street foods. We look so happy here and I hope that we can smile like this after this plague.

I stiffed and flipped the photo when someone opened my door but I could't turn my neck to stare because I already know his presence very well.

At last, he's home. I guess waiting isn't that bad after all.

I felt his hands touching my face and lifting some strands of my hair to tuck it behind my ears. I smiled.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" he asked gently as if nothing's wrong, as if we don't have issues, as if he doesn't really know why I couldn't sleep.

"I was waiting for you"

Jiyong pulled away my luggage and the other stuffs that were scattered on my bed. He laid down and pulled me by my waist, hugging me from behind but I turned around because I want to see his face.

"Everything's okay now" he whispered and kissed my forehead.

"It's not" I shook my head.

"There's Kiko, there's Chanyeol, there's your Mother and the media" I can smell his minty breath as he sigh.

"Guess what?"

I saw him stretch his beautiful lips.

"Kiko's okay, she's a very strong girl that has a very big dreams. I talked to her and she's fine, I haven't seen Chanyeol or Mother and don't worry about the people, time will heal everything"

Maybe he is right - no maybe because he is right. Time will heal, time can just heal everyone but I'm not sure if time can also heal me when we happen to break. Those painful six years suddenly felt fresh from my mind, if it's true that time can heal then why didn't I get healed at those times?

I closed my eyes and Jiyong hugged me closer.

What am I even thinking? Why do I still have questions like that if I know the answers clearly?