Finding: Us | [Discontinued]

Chappie 6

HYUNRA POV

I've been debating if I should go over to that dude's place and ask if he knew anything about Jeonghan.

He surely does, he was his friend.

I finally made my mind up. Today, I'm going to ask him.

But...what if he doesn't want to tell me? What if he's also sensitive to that topic like me?

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down. "Just do it already."

I slowly and awkwardly made my way to his front door, I looked like a burglar walking suspiciously like this.

I finally pulled myself to ring his doorbell with the little amount of courage I have, I don't even feel this nervous on stage.

The doorbell made a loud and sounding tune that a small part of me regretted causing. But I clearly can't back out now, he has surely heard the doorbell.

I waited and stood at the same spot uncomfortably while waiting for him to open up his door.

The door didn't open and I was about to chicken out.

"Oh look, I think he's not home. I should go." I told myself, using it as an excuse to back out.

"Nope, I'm here." The door flew open just as I was about to leave and it revealed a half-naked guy holding a sandwich.

I gasped and quickly covered my eyes with my hands.

"What?" He asked casually.

"Put on something!" I told him as I squeezed my eye shut.

"What? Have you not seen a half-naked guy? A pretty girl like you must have seen a guy like that." He tsked and I heard some ruffling sound.

Pretty girl? Is that sarcasm or a compliment?

Hearing that, I don't know if I should be flattered or embarrassed.

"There."

I peeked through the gaps my fingers made and was relieved to see that he has put on something. I put down my hands and cleared my throat awkwardly.

"Come in. You look troubled and like you have a lot to say." He didn't wait for an answer and closed the front door, theb he walked inside to his living room.

I has no option but to follow behind him. He sat down comfortably on his sofa and I just timidly stood at the nearest corner of the room, safely away from him.

"I'm not gonna bite, come nearer and take a seat." He patted the sofa and took the last bite of his sandwich.

"Say what you want to say, just get to the point." He told me.

"Alright. About that guy you saw in my wallet. What do you know about him? Please tell me." I asked directly.

"Why?" He eyed me suspiciously.

"I need to know." I played with my fingers nervously.

"For what?" He shifted in his seat and stared fiercely into my eyes, burning a hole in my eyes while searching my eyes.

"It...it broke my heart when I...heard that he was gone. He was someone really important to me. My world was crushed when he just vanished without a trace, I was so torned. I told myself that I would get over him but I didn't. I waited, I did. But he didn't come back." Tears formed and trickled down slowly, I didn't bother to wipe them away though.

"And any reminder of him would eat away more my already damaged heart, so I moved. But I still remember everything little thing even after such a long time, it hurts thinking about him, knowing that I lost something huge to me and I'll never get it back again.

He said he was leaving for only a little while, but then he never returned. If I could turn back time, I would stop him from leaving 'for awhile' so that he wouldn't disappear forever. If only I had that kind of power."

I was now crying and sobbing hysterically as I slowly recounted experiences and my heartache.

"So... I thought you might know something about his...disappearance. Just, please tell me anything you know." I looked at him and pleaded.

"He...he sounds like a jerk. You must be upset at him for lying." His sighed as his expression soften much more and he was guiltily looking down at his fidgeting fingers.

I weakly choked out a soft laugh and pursed my lips as I wasn't sure what to say.

"No, he's a nice person. He was there when I was going through my hardest times. He must have his own reasons to leave. I just want to know why or see him again. I want to see if he's alright." I sadly said and blinked as my tears continued to fall.

"But what's the point of saying all these? He's not here anymore..." I depressingly stated.

"But he is."

"What?"I exclaimed, looking at him seriously and quizzically, he looks oddly guilty and his expression is a little dark.

He didn't answer me straightaway and I got a little anxious.

"You don't have to feel guilty, it's not your fault--" I nervously chuckled but I was cut off by him.

"I'm sorry." He held my cold and dry hands.

"I said you don't have to--" I looked uncomfortably at our hands together and tried to laugh again.

"It's me."

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