Dare 2

4

Fifteen terrible, heart aching days. It's  Monday, and the party is this Sunday. I don't really want to attend it, but Jihoon says it could do me some good.

I don't believe that, though. The last time at a party, it ended badly for me. I don't have good luck with parties. 

"Mali, come out. I made lunch, and I don't need a corpse in my house anytime soon!" My mom said knocking on my door. I groaned at my mom's persistent attitude. "I don't want to eat. I'm not hungry!" I said. She opened my door and walked in. "You are going to eat, and that's it." She said sternly. "You haven't ate in awhile, and I don't want to drag you out of your room dead or possibly unconscious!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah yeah yeah." I replied as I rised from the dead. "Don't give me attitude!" She exclaimed. I can't escape from anything. I got up and grabbed a dirty sweatshirt from my floor, and put it on. I smelled myself and I needed a small 'boost'. So I sprayed some perfume on me. I look like the walking dead, but I don't need to smell it.

I made my way in the dinning room, where lunch was made and looked good. "Mali, I don't know what has gotten in to you, but it needs to leave now." My mom started to attack me. "Mom, I'm fine. I just haven't been feeling my best." I lied. I'm not fine, if anything I'm terrible...beyond that!

"Sweetie, something's up. I know I'm not always here, but I know when you're not okay. And now's the time. What's up?" She said crossing her arms. She gave me that intense mom glare.

"It's nothing. I'm serious, mom." I raised my hands up in surrender. "You haven't showered in about three days, your hair is nasty. You're pale, and you haven't changed your clothes. Stop lying, and speak up!" She raised her voice. God, I can't do anything now.

I opened my mouth and my throat clenched shut. It was dry and scratchy. I licked my lips, "Mark and I, broke up. He broke up with me, actually." I said in a hushed tone. She let her intense facial expressions fade, and soon replaced with pity. Her arms fell to her side's and she walked towards me. "Aw Baby, it'll be okay. You'll find a better man." She embraced me.

I broke. Tears welled up in my eye's and I croaked out, "I don't want anyone else, though. I only want him...my Mark." I cried out. My mom was taken back, but still remained at my side. "I'm sorry." She stated as she patted my back.

Jaeho would usually snicker at me being a baby, but he didn't. He sat there quietly, and listen to it all. I sniffed and wiped my face. "It's so hard." I said. And my mom looked at me. "Of course, it is... It's not easy, Mali." My mom hesitated.

"I'm going to take a shower. I don't want to eat." I sniffed and walked up to my room. I picked out clean clothes and walked to the bathroom. It is really hard.

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I finished my shower and I walked down stairs to eat. Everyone left the house, and I was all alone. I placed a pancake that my mom made in my mouth and walked to my room. I grabbed my purse, and walked to the front door. I slipped on my shoes and grabbed my car keys from the hook on the wall next to the door. I slung my bag across my shoulders and went in my car.

I drove to a near by café, and ordered what I wanted and sat at a window seat. Am I wasting away? Am I just waiting for something that never will happen again?

I sighed and placed my head on the table. I stayed like that for a good minute or two. Something knocked on my table and I looked up. It was a worker, and he had my order in his hand.

"Are you alive?" He asked. "Do I look dead?" I asked snarled. He chuckled at my reply, and held the coffee up. "You Mali?" He asked. I nodded and he put my order infront of me. "Thank you." I looked at him. He sat across from me, and I gave him a questioning look. "I'll leave in a minute. I want to take a small break. Anyway, you waiting for someone? Boyfriend or friend?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Who's asking?" I asked as I messed with the red straw. "Me." He stated and his face turned to a stone again. "Who's me? And no I'm not." I answered. He tilted his head. "Me as in I, Jaebum." He stated cheekily.  "You're not waiting for someone?" He raised an eyebrow. I shook my head no, and look at him. "Wanna hang out?" He asked. I glared at him. "We just met, and you're working." I said to him. "Yes, yes we did. And I get off in twenty minutes." He smirked.

"Maybe." It left my lips without me processing it. I wish I could take it back. "Alright, wait for me?" He asked. I nodded reluctantly. He smiled and said, "yess!" He stood up from my booth and walked back behind the counter. Maybe, just Maybe, this won't be so bad.

Jaebum, was definitely cute. But I am not looking for anyone to date.  I have my eye's on one person, and you know who it is. (Barney the purple dinosaur)

Twenty minutes has passed and as he said he was off work. His uniform was undone, and his tie was hanging around his neck undone. He ruffled his hair and smiled at me. "Want to go do something fun?" He asked as he approached me. "How do I know you're not going to kill me, and chop my body up?" I asked serious. "I promise. I'll even give you my phone, right now." He said seriously. "You could just kill me, and take it back." I stated.

"Just come on, Mali." He said and held my hand. "How do you know my name?" I asked jokingly. "God, it was on your order...do you have a problem or something?" He asked. "I was joking. Let's go." I said and squeezed his hand lightly.