He saw tears rolling down her cheeks he hated when girls were crying because of him, they shouldn't, they should know right from the start what they are up for. She knew, but he felt something scratching in his throat.
He walked through the kitchen leaning against the other counter, a silence fell.
"There were these freaking glass unicorns above her bed and... I heard his voice, I freaking hear his voice in my head. No, not like him, I know it's not real don't get me wrong it's just..." he lowered his head.
He felt her gaze on him.
"I think you should go," she muttered.
"One last chance," Lucas looked up at her their eyes met.
Her chocolate orbs, so deep and stubborn no fake contact lenses.
"One last chance," Lucas lifted his hands in a begging manner.
She shook her head but then she laughed, she laughed ironically, even sarcastically.
"One last chance," she said and he felt relief.
She walked towards him and he stretched his arms out so she cuddled to him, he kissed the top of her head feeing the storm and chaos had laid down, caressing her back, inhaling the scent of her freshly washed hair, yes, one last chance.
He entered the house around 9 .m. feeling so weird, the morning was way too pretty. She had made breakfast for him, the way only she could, and way before, he has never had sex like that, so strangely meaningful, yet so amazing. He was smiling to himself like an idiot singing a song the taxi driver had been listening to when he was walking through the living room.
"Lucasy you're here!" he felt all hair on his head crumbling by this soft voice.
He looked up to see Jungwoo who had stopped on the stairs, he was wearing his pajamas his eyes all distant again.
"Lucasy you must see! Come! Come quick!" said Jungwoo running upstairs.
Lucas took a long breath, but he followed when Jungwoo stormed their room.
"What's up?" asked Lucas coming in to see his clothes had all been fold nicely, the room cleaned and looking like new.
"They took it!" Jungwoo looked behind his back frightened.
"What?" asked Lucas coming cleser.
"Jan Walzen 21, no,... Jungwoo, twenty one..." whispered the boy opening a drawer taking a pretty box with flower prints on it out. He opened it when Lucas saw a lot of dried flowers and petals inside, Jungwoo took them out carefully fishing a bank note form underneath it.
"You see Lucasy they took it," he said.
"Who took what?" Lucas sat on Jungwoo's bed.
"They took it," Jungwoo nodded leaning above the box.
"What was taken? Jungwoo look at me!" Lucas raised his voice.
He saw a pair of scared brown eyes and his stomach made a summersault, wait what.
"My money, it's gone, they only gave me this for that," Jungwoo raised the single bank note.
"How much have you had?" asked Lucas.
"450,000," said Jungwoo when Lucas looked up at him.
"Yes, sure," he said getting up.
"Lucasy it's real, they took it you don't believe?" asked Jungwoo in horror.
"Who would take your money Jungwoo? Think straight, there's no one here only me and... Kun," Lucas clenched his fists. "Where is Kun?" he asked.
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