Star-Crossed [AN EXO FANFICTION]

CHAPTER 7

*bold italicized means character's thought and just italicized words are flasbacks

CHAPTER 7

 

            I run out of my dad’s car. Gosh, I miss my mom so much.

           

            “Omonim!! I’m home, oddiseyo?” I shouted. I got no reply from my mom. So I went to the kitchen, I thought she was cooking something for me. But still she wasn’t there so I rushed up to the master’s bedroom.

 

            I half-kicked the door open, “Yah, eomma. You don’t miss…” But before I could finish my sentence I froze. I saw my mom hanging with a rope around here neck, she smiled at me before she drifted to death..A letter fell from her grip, then tears blurred my vision..

 

            “EOMMMMMMMMAAAA!”

 

 

            I jolted from my sleep. It was just a dream. I sighed. It was the same dream that haunted me for years now after my mom went to the other dimension. Shit, I am sweating like a pig. I was panting too. I squeezed my eyes for a minute and then checked the time on my phone. 3:23am.

 

       Should I really give my father a chance? Should I really look at guys in another way?

 

            My thoughts shut down when my phone beeped. What the hell? Who is still awake at this time?  I toss my covers and when into my dresser. I was charging it and I forgot to unplug it from the socket before I went to sleep.

 

            3 messages received. The 2 messages were from Chanyeol.

 

From: Dobi Yeollie~

Yah! :)

 

From: Dobi Yeollie~

Well, I am happy today. We’ve talked and I feel like the old Neul Mi is coming back. Goodnight, Neul Mi-yah. Bogoshippo :)

 

            And then the last one is from an unknown number.

 

+631119875643: Are you still awake? Look out from your window, I’m outside.

 

            I frowned. Who the hell is this? I was hesitant to peek at first but curiosity got me so I peeked anyway. And my heart skipped a beat when I saw who it was. Wu Yi Fan.

                                        

Xxx

 

            I was catching up on him. “Annyeong Yi Fan oppa,” I bowed to him and Yi F an turned to me and arched his brow.