Dare 2

7

I walked in to the café where I met Jaebum, and it wasn't busy. I ordered what I wanted and sat down by the window. I watched pedestrians walk past me, but one figure caught my attention. Mark.

He walked in here and ordered at the front counter, and walked over here by the other seats. But he spotted me, and stopped on his track. "Mali?" He said my name, almost questioning it. "Hey, Mark." I waved. "Can I sit with you?" He asked gesturing to the empty booth across from me. I nodded and my drink was brought to me from the back.

I thanked the employee, and looked at Mark. "How are you?" He asked playing with his fingers...old habit of his. "Ahh, Alright. I guess." I shrugged and took a sip from my beverage. "You guess?" He raised his brow. "Sunny, came over to my house and started stuff." I said not really revealing the topics we discussed this morning.

"She didn't do anything to you, did she?" He asked worried. Good, he still cares. I glanced over him, and sighed. I miss him, a lot. "No, and if she did I'd lay her ass out flat." I sneered. He chuckled at me. "You think so?" He asked me with a smile plastered on his face. "I know so. I'm not in to fighting, but I'll do what I have to." I shrugged my shoulders and chuckled.

"I miss you, Mali." He confessed. He wore a sad expression, and he looked so regretful. "I miss you, too." I said to him and frowned a bit. "I still would like time to think, but I will come back for you. I need to clear my head. I sound like a dick, but please understand. I love you, and I want you to still trust me." He said and grasped my hand that was on the table.

"I trust you," I said licking my lips, "I don't completely understand why you're doing this, but I trust you." I nodded. He ran his thumb over the top on my hand and furrowed his brows. His drink came, and we sat in comfortable silence...kind of. It was awkward for awhile.

I'm clenching on to a thread and I'm slowly slipping.

"I just want things to remain the way they were before." He quietly said with a sigh. "Do you believe we can?" I ask him in a sad tone. I ask myself that same question at night. "I don't know." He said truthfully. We both frowned at the answer.

"I have to go, but I'll call you tonight. Love you." He said getting up. Love you? Why say that as if we're dating?

"Okay, love you." I trailed off. It hurt to say that, because he betrayed me. But I still continue to love him unconditionally. Maybe, that's my problem. I don't know when to stop. I just don't know when to end, and that drags me.

It's like having three big dogs on a leash, and they start running; dragging you from behind, because they never once led up on their pace. It causes injuries. Physical injuries, and they hurt. But the difference is, is that mine out mental and interior injuries. Not exterior nor physical injuries that you can see. Mine were from in the inside.

I wonder if he understands the way I feel. If he feels the same or similar? Does he feel anything at all?

I place my head on the table and close my eyes. If I wasn't in a public place, I'd scream my head off. I'm so frustrated, and confused. Why does he need time? Why does he keep leaving me lurking in the dark? Behind in the dust?

Is it my fault? Am I reading to much in this?

I'm really envious of Sunny. If I was her, I wouldn't have a fear of anything. She legit had everything, and then some. Sunny had the looks, the money, the personality, and so much more. The only thing at fault, is her personality, though. It's fake, and it makes her ugly. But that's unfixable, especially for her.

I sat at the café for the rest of the day, I'm surprised they didn't kick me out. Saying that I was here for too long, but they let me be. I'm happy that they did that, but I kinda wished they told me to get the hell outta' there. I was sitting and thinking too much.

I was putting too much thought in to Mark. Questions flowed in me like a river, and if he was here they'd come out of my like a faucet. I don't think that would be a good thing, but luckily, he's not here.

I went back home and my mom asked about my day, and I explained it to her leaving out Mark. She seemed pleased with my answer, and I went to my room. I took a shower and I put on my pajamas. I turned on my television, and watched a drama that was playing.

I slowly slipped in and out of consciousness, and I went to sleep. It was a hard day for me.

I haven't talked to Jungkook or Luna...i should hang out with them tomorrow. I need to talk to them, and tell them about the recent events that happened lately.

It sucks that I haven't been in a good state to hang out with them like I usually can. They know my situation and they want to be there for me when I'm ready to let them help. I'm lucky to have such amazing friends, and I need to tell them that.

I really do love them, and hope the best for them. They need to start dating, they both like each other. They need to hurry up and get going with that. I need them to be happy, and that will definitely be a happy moment. Not just for them, but me too. I'd love that!

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A/N

The end of this chapter was hard to write. I didn't know what to write, and sorry if it dragged. But I wanted it to be over 1000 words, and I made it.