"I'm already happy Why did you come back again?!!"She shouted, Tears pouring down.
"I just want to take back what is mine"He said before he crushed his lips to her.
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Kim Taehyung FF.
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— When my brother asked me, Why. I don't know what to say. Why?—Yeah Why?
Why did I even give the only chance I have to a useless, pathetic person?!!
Maybe...just maybe, he will pay attention now, maybe he will take care of me now, maybe—Maybe he will changed.
But No...That Chance is just being thrown away like a trash.
The Chance that I gave, He waste it.
As his lips slowly move passionately, You can see the sparks, needy, urgent, and lust to his kiss.
I gulped down that makes him smirked. To the smooth skin he wants to eat as if he was been hungry to his whole life.
I closed my eyes—The moans stop, the sound of sucks also disappeared. I inhaled and lowered my head before opening my eyes "At least—just grab me, slap me, and hit me....You already know all this time Why?!—Why?"He said his eyes burning of pity.
My hand started to shake—How long has it been...2 hours?
2 hours of watching him kissing other girl. "How can you just stay there and hurt yourself?!"He shouted—Why is he so mad. This is what he want!!.
I looked up the tears blurring my view "You wanted this—You said Watched and Stay...For one last time I will obey you—and I'll stop when you're done"I said hiding the shaky voice inside of me—but fail.
"For goodness sake—What all I want is for you to get mad at me!!—"I slap him, I punch him, I shake him by grabbing his collar.
He gulped and looked away. His eyes is always dark—emotions?..You can't find it to his eyes.
"I'm always Mad!!—You're the only one who makes me mad!!—I'm always!!!"I shouted and hit him more. Even though he groans, winced, hissed—I didn't stop "We're done"I said and pulled him to me.
His soft lips on mine—the last passionate kiss, one last touch.
I felt something wet on my hand when I hold his face. I opened my eyes and he pulled back lowering his head.
Shame?—Freedom it is.
I sighed and peck his cheeks that have a stained of tears—maybe mine because he is cold like an ice. I walked away and grabbed my jacket.
I gently closed the door and sighed. The Last chance I gave was put into a shame.
