Fragments [kookv]

•8: Confession•

"Yah!..I didn't-"

"Will you please just fucking leave me alone!?"

He was startled by the sudden raise of my tone but I am surprised at myself as well.

I don't usually get angry, shout at people nor curse but I guess I've reached my limit.

I was about to continue walking away from him but he grabbed my hand and dragged me somewhere, ignoring my protests and fighting him physically is also useless so I didn't have a choice but to just let him pull me.

He opened the door and he lets go of my wrist then he locked the door. This is clearly his favorite spot in the school, the rooftop.

I was almost breathless but I still glared at him while catching my breath.

"Yah! I was gonna apologize why'd you have to shout like that!"

Really. He makes my blood boil. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.

"Even if you apologize, it won't change anything."

I calmly said while looking down as I tried my best not to break down in front of this jerk.

"Hey, don't over react! It's just a fucking project!"

"Asshole."

I mumbled. I really cannot hold myself back anymore.

"What did you say!?"

He screamed, his face was filled with anger and disbelief while his hands were balled into a fist but I couldn't care less. I don't care what happens anymore. Everything is a mess. The feelings I've always tried to hide, the wounds that I've been covering and the pain I've never shown...all of these feelings kept within me, why do you always pull the worst out of me?

"I said you're an ASSHOLE! And you have no idea what you've done!"

"Wha-It was just a FUCKING project!"

"Yeah! The project that I've been working on day and night!"

"So what!? You will not fail-"

"That is why you're an asshole!"

I cannot hold it back anymore, my tears suddenly flowed and I begun sobbing.

"I need that project. Maybe for rich assed guys like you, you wouldn't care. But for me...I-I needed it to stay here in this school. You wouldn't understand how hard it is to get in this prestigious school for rich people."

"But...what d-"

"I needed to study really hard just to maintain my scholarship...but now.."

I paused as I tried to wipe the tears that seemed to be endlessly flowing.

"Now all of my hardwork would be gone. Are you happy now!? Why!? Why did you even choose me as your target!? Because I'm powerless? Is it my fault that we're poor?! I am trying my best to raise myself up by studying in this school while working part-time! Is that a sin? If we are poor, should we just stay low? Why!? Why do you look at us like we're just dumb people who have no value! You look at us like we're no different from the trash you can see on the streets."

I kept on crying while only silence responded to my vent.

After a moment, I felt warm arms wrapped around my torso and soft taps and rubs on my back were done in comfort.

I didn't fought back, feeling no strength at all. Instead, I kept on crying and mumbled my anger in his embrace.

"Yah...Why is this happening? Why me? My parents kept on fighting and now they wanted divorce, my brother stopped studying for awhile to work, my dad can't find a proper job and my mom alresdy left. Tell me. Is it too much to ask you to just leave me alone? I'm suffering enough as it is so pl-"