White Sugar [ON HOLD]

Part 8

Wonho

Things have gotten slightly awkward for me and Erin, as expected. For the past 3 days, she has been trying to avoid any sort of physical contact with me. I even notice her flinching whenever our bodies brush against each other unintentionally.

I woke up early but the sun was already shining really brightly upon my house. I decided to open most of my house's curtains so that light passes through some of my glass windows and walls.

I breathed in and out trying to enjoy fresh morning air when suddenly, I heard footsteps rushing behind me.

I immediately reacted by turning my whole body to see.

"E-Erin? Why are you dressed up? You going somewhere?" I asked her.

She looked at me with a worried expression, and it seemed like she was hurrying up to leave.

"Uhmm.. yeah I apparently have to go. Jooheon oppa is in the hospital right now, and I had received the news last night but I was asleep." She explained.

She's seeing that Jooheon punk again?

My facial expression dropped when I heard Jooheon's name.

I didn't want them to meet.

I'm not insecure or anything about that guy, but it's pretty much because I know he likes her too. I'm a man too so I can definitely tell.

He always didn't like me even way back then when we were young. I'm sure he was glad when I had finally disappeared and didn't have any contact with Erin anymore that time.

"Well, goodbye--"

I suddenly grabbed Erin's arm, preventing her to turn away from me.

"Yah! You didn't even ask permission to go. So you were awake this whole time? And you were getting ready? I thought you were still asleep!" I spoke.

"Aish, why are you acting like this? Jooheon needs me right now." She said.

I suddenly loosened my grip on her.

"Hey. I'll come back home, later. Sorry." She said and went ahead to leave the house.

Aish...

Erin

I finally arrived at the hospital and I decided to go ahead to Jooheon's room.

I opened the door and there I saw him lying down with his bed slightly elevated. His face had a bitter expression. The table beside his bed had some fruits, and the air humidifier was on.

Upon hearing the door knob click as I enter, he slowly turned his head to see me.

"Hi.. What happened?" I asked as I slowly approached him.

"Why did you arrive just now? I thought you were notified since last night?" He asked, feeling a bit annoyed.

"I slept early last night. I slept at 8pm and I received the message around 9. I lacked sleep the other night so that's why I dozed alot earlier this time."

He was trying not to look at me but after hearing me out, he eventually became softer towards me now.

I examined his face and saw a cut on his left lip, and a dark bruise on his left forehead temple. But what's noticeable was his leg.

"What happened to you?" I asked him.

"I got into a fight with someone I drank with last night. We were both kinda drunk, and we suddenly had a heated argument. So basically, we got physical until I was pushed and didn't have control over my body as I tried to avoid falling. I landed badly and broke my ankle." He explained.