Chapter Nineteen: Feelings

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Ten POV

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Ten POV

I walked up to what I think is Sena's house. I've been standing in her driveway trying to build up the courage to finally walk up to her door and knock. I let out a deep breath before making my way. I took another deep breath when I got to the door and finally knocked.

I wait for about a minute until one of her little brothers opened the door. He gave me a strange look and I gave him one back.

"Who are you?" he asked with attitude.

"I'm friends with Pig- I mean Sena. I came to see her."

The little guy leaned against the door and observed me. "Oh, I remember you," he said.

"You do?" I question.

"Yea, I do." He pulls out his hand. "My name's Jisung."

I take his hand and shake it. "Nice to meet you," I replied. "I'm Ten if you don't remember my name."

"I do. You can come in," Jisung said, stepping aside to allow me to walk in.

"Thanks," I walked in and looked around. "I see you guys got new curtains."

"Winwin got them the other day," Jisung replied, touching them. He then smiles. "Who knew he knew about this sort of thing..."

Winwin. I almost forgot that Sena and Taeyong told me about how he's the king to some stoner place. No wonder Sena is so out of it all the time.

"If you don't mind... I'd like to see her now..."

"So impatient..." Jisung sighs. "Follow me." I follow him down the hall where he suddenly stopped. He opens the door and said, "There's the ugly."

I walked into the room and I see Sena on one of the top bunks looking like a mess. Her nose was dripping, she was covered in big blankets, and she was watching a marketing channel. This is worse than I expected.

"Ten you actually came?" Sena questioned, lifting her head up a bit.

"How are you?" I ask, closing the door behind me. "You seem..."

"Happy? Because I'm happy you came," she said, smiling. "Come up here and let me see you..."

I hesitated a bit before climbing up her latter. She looks even more a messed up close. Jeez, she's so clumsy.

"So um... Winwin... how is he? Did you guys patch up your fight?"

I didn't know what else to say. I'm usually so good at talking but this atmosphere feels weird.

"Not really... well not at all actually... he hasn't came home since then..."

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

NICE ONE TEN!

"I'm really happy you came," she said again.

"You said that," I said.

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