(A.N: The reason I chose this song instead of take care of you was because it sort talks about the after and how he's saying these things, sort of feigning he's fine but the meaning behind his words say otherwise, this is one of my favorite songs by Giriboy, I love the guy and hope to see him in concert some day, anyways thank you and hope you enjoy the ending to the story and series)
"I loved you for no reason, I loved you without conditions, we no longer love each other though, we use our heads now...."
I stared at him, looking deep into his eyes as he ran a comb through my hair. He kept looking at me assuring me everything was fine. That we were going to be fine. But all we did now constantly was fight.
I mainly stirred up the arguments but I was trying desperately to make him hate me, to open his eyes and see I was no good for him. I hated myself. I hated every inch of me during those days, I was cold to him, bickering about every little thing, ignoring him when he touched me, avoiding his touch all together.
I wanted him to hate me as much as I hated myself.
But no matter how hard I tried it was like he knew what I was doing, deep in his eyes I could see how he really felt and the love he regarded me with was a blessing. He loved me like girls dreamed they could be loved.
When I'd push him away with force he'd stumble back to me wrapping his arms around me, holding me like it was the last time he could. Or when I'd look away when he wanted to plant a kiss on my lips he'd kiss my cheek instead.
I hated how he'd given up on his dream because of me, he'd been so close and tossed it aside. Now he went off to work in the busy streets of Seoul with a stereo that played a beat he rapped over.
"I'll work hard for us." He whispers against my ear, holding me, both of us praying that night for a miracle to happen.
While I prayed for his happiness he prayed for mine.
And that's how some time passed. And every night was the same thing, with me asking him to break up and with him saying he'd love me over and over til I fell asleep.
Could you blame me for being the way I was? The person I loved, the only guy who never took me for granted or hurt me always ended up being hurt because of me...because of loving someone like me.
I wanted to free him from this curse, to free him from me...
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I called SWINGS one night while Giriboy slept, "Please, give him another chance." I beg.
SWINGS loved Giriboy and Vasco did too, I was hoping that with those feelings they could get him to sign the contract this time. "It's too risky Areum. It's best we leave things like this."
I shook my head. "No, I'll leave." I promise. "I'll be gone...I won't bother him anymore." I murmur.
I hadn't noticed the tears rolling down my face, neither had I noticed that Giriboy was awake and listening to my conversation on the phone. "I love him. I rather him make something out of himself while he can..."
Deep down inside I knew that one day he'd really come to hate me, hate me because I was the reason why his dreams became just dreams. I didn't want to carry that burden to know that I'd taken the one thing he treasured most. I rather him hate me for leaving rather than staying. I wanted to give him a future, a future I knew we couldn't have together and that I couldn't have even when I was alone.
My life was a mess.
I was just a whore who sold herself but I had to live, I wasn't given a choice. "Please." I whisper. "I want this."
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KHIP-HOP Mini Series
FanficA compilation of mini short love stories involving K HIP-HOP artists, mature themes, read with caution. Giriboy - In love with a girl who sells herself (completed) Gray - Can't maintain a stable relationship always has to have a side chick (...