Teach My Heart To Trust (B.A.P) Bang YongGuk Fanfic

5. Leave

I stood in the doorway for a second, collecting my thoughts. What is he doing here... What do I say to him... What does he want from me... I finally held my arm towards the dining room, "Have a seat, will you?" He nodded once. "Would you like a drink?" "No thanks, I don't drink that often!" He admitted. I smiled, "I mean, coffee, tea, soda, milk, cool-aid, juice..."

"Oh." He said, his face growing red under his mask. "Sure... I like it all. I'm not picky. I'll have what you're  having!" I nodded and strode off to the kitchen. I grabbed two clean glasses and put them under the ice maker in the fridge and filled them each almost completely full, then moved to get the coke and filled them to the rim. I stuck a straw in each of them. Maybe now he'll have to take off his mask... I desperately need to see his face and he's just torturing me by keeping it from me. I have so many questions about the other night but I won't ask them while he's clearly guarding his identity.

I walked back into the family room and sit the drinks on the table in front of him. "There you go... Drink up!" I said, trying to act uninterested. I walked myself over to the window and twisted the wand to open the blinds and when I turned back around, he was watching me but also patting the seat next to him.

I looked down and nervously started picking the skin on the sides of my finger nails. "Stop!" He instructed. "I'm not gonna hurt you! I really need to talk to you!" I looked up at him. "But will you ever show me your face?" I asked. He again, nodded only once. "Ok." I said, relaxing a little into the back of the couch. "Do you live here alone?" Oh what the hell kind of question is that? For all I know you could be a murderer! I shook my head. *Lie*
"So there is someone that lives here that can help watch over you, right?" I nodded. *Lie*

"Ok, do you work or go to school anywhere around here?" I nodded. "What?" "What, what?" I asked. "What do you have? Work or school?" "Work." I quickly said. "Ok, that's good. "Why did you just leave yesterday when I told you that I wanted to take you home?" I chuckled once. "Because I honestly don't know you and I didn't want you to know where I lived! Why so many questions?" He ignored my only question. "How old are you?" "I'm going to be 27, in a few days. Why?" He didn't look any different but the quick, harsh intake of breath proved that something was going on. Am I suppose to be scared? Cause I feel it.

"What's going on?" I was finally able to ask out loud. "Well..." He started but then cleared his throat, while rubbing up and down his thighs as if extremely nervous. "I-um, I just had a feeling you were who I've been looking for for all of these years and now I know for certain. I've been looking all over for you and I've finally found you!" My heart dropped. He sounded relieved, I felt more scared. "Look for ME? For what?" He slowly took his fingers to his mask and pulled it down under his chin.

My heart dropped to my knees as I looked into the face of my childhood tormentor. What would he do to me now? He's been following me and now he knows where I live, what if he's changed? What if he hasn't? What if he tries to hurt me? Or worse... In that moment, my nerves were so bad I almost passed out. But I stood slowly, walking to the front door and carefully opened it. I looked back at his confused face as he sat super still on the couch. "I think you need to leave!"

He looked down at my coffee table and picked up his coke, took one drink, almost finishing the entire contents of the glass. He took it to the kitchen and placed it into the sink, and as he walked back into the living room he stopped in front of me, close enough to extend his arm and touch me, but he just stared for a whole minute before turning on his heels and walking straight out the door.