Love In Hate

16 A fight

Sun's POV

I ended up spending the night at Inn's house. I declined his offer. Seriously I was. But he insisted,

"Spend the night here?" Inn asked me when I came out from his bathroom.

"I didn't want to trouble you. It's okay," I declined politely.

"Tsk. It's not troubling. It's already late and tomorrow is weekend. Come on. I'll send you off tomorrow," he persuaded me.

I thought for a moment before nodding. It's just a night. Nothing would happen.

And yes. Everything was fine. I managed to act normal around him along the time I was at his home. Now, he was driving towards my neighborhood. He sent me home just as he promised me.

He took right at the corner after I gave him the direction. He pulled off his car in front of my house. We both got out from the car and headed to the front door. I asked him to come into my house for a while. Because? I didn't want to hear my mom blabbered. If there was someone with me, she wouldn't question me.

"Where are you last... night?" Just on time! She slowed down her voice when he noticed Inn was with me. I let out a relief sigh.

"At friend's house," I answered her slowly.

"Oh... what is your name?" she turned to ask Inn.

Inn wai-ed at her and smiled. "Hello, mom. I'm Inn. Sorry for not telling you beforehand. I was the one asking Sun to accompany me at home."

My mom shook her head. "It's okay. Erm... you want to drink? I'll make you some,"

"It's okay. I'll take it with me later. We are going upstairs," I quickly grabbed Inn's hand to my room. I didn't want my mom to recite my behaviors in front of this guy.

We walked towards the bed and Inn took a sit. I put my bag down and turned to look at him. "I'm going down. To get you something."

Inn nodded and I made my way down to the kitchen. I took two sandwiches, muffins and two glasses of water. I put them in tray and went to my room.

I opened the door and saw Inn was standing by my bed. He was holding something in his hand!

I almost let go of the tray when that thing came to my sight. I'm done!

Inn turned to look at me, waving the thing in his hand. "What is this?"

I smirked when he asked me that. I put the tray aside. He didn't know or he pretended that he didn't know? "What?" I asked him back.

"You're gay," he said it slowly with knotting forehead. If you wanted to know, he was holding a BL manga in his hand. Yeah. It belongs to me. But how did he get it?

I felt angry when I realized something. "Did you rummage my thing?" I scolded him.

He scoffed. "You think I'm that rude to go through your thing? I found this under your pillow," he pointed his finger to the pillow on the bed.

I nodded while looking at him with expressionless face. "So? Am I killing you if I'm gay?"

"You're gay." He repeated again. This time, with a firm voice.

"Mind your own business." I said, offhanded.

"You lie! I hate liar." He looked at me with angriness clearly visible in his eyes.

It made me burst out. "I never lied!" We were staring at each other. "I just don't tell you the truth. How dare you called me a liar. I thought you are my friend." I said with raising voice. He really got on my nerves.

"Because we are friends, that's why I want you to tell me the truth. But you hide it. For what? You love me?"

I stared at him in shock. He was smirking while putting his hands on his waist.

"Why? Getting caught? So you do love me, huh?"

I composed myself and stare at him sternly. "You're so brave to say that. But sorry. I never loved you. Not even once. And I think this talk is over."

"It's not over yet," he still wanted to talk about this thing.

"The conversation's off." I told him. I walked to the door and held the knob to open it. I was glad that I managed to close the door when I came in just now. If not, my parents could hear us by now.

I stood by the door, glaring at his way. He was standing still for a while. I didn't want to say it but I hoped he understand that I wanted him to go.

Finally, he put the manga on the bed and headed towards me. He just looked at me at the corner of his eyes when he walked pass by me at the door. Later, his shadow disappeared under the stairs.

I closed the door behind me and slowly, I was sliding down to the floor.

It was too painful watching him walking away and yet, I didn't shed even a single tear. This is too much to bear. More than the pain I felt because of my parents.

It was so sad until I forgot how to cry, bro.