I was shocked. The girl looked at me and smirked. 'He's mine.' She mouthed. Taehyung just kept kissing her. I rolled my eyes and walked down the hall. My stomach hurt as hell. "It's nice to see I got you good. You're limping." I sighed and turned around, to see the girl who had kicked me.
"And your point is?" She rolled her eyes. "You called Areum weak, but you easily start crying." I snorted. "You pretend to stick up for her, but here you are two days later making out with her boyfriend." She looked shocked, so I turned around and kept walking. She didn't bother saying anything else. I hoped I wasn't limping very noticeable. I turned a few more corners. "You're limping." I look up to see Taehyung, leaning against the wall in front of me. I snorted. "You've got a bit of lipstick here." I point to my cheek (with my middle finger) and keep walking. Unfortunately, he was in my way, so I was basically just walking towards him.
"How bad did she hurt you?" He asked. I didn't answer and walked past him. Unfortunately, I tripped over his foot and fell. He caught me by the waist and I hissed in pain. "oh frick." I stood up and straightened myself. "Thank you." I kept walking. I heard footsteps and heard him following me. I was about to tell him to stop stalking me, but then I realized we had the same 4th period. I just sighed and made my way towards class. I was about to go in when I realized that after I walked in, he would with lipstick on his cheek. I don't want people getting the wrong idea.
I took out a tissue. "Here, wipe that face of yours. Maybe some of the ugliness will come off of it." He snatched the tissue out of my hands and threw it away. He rolled his eyes. "Don't worry, nobody's stupid enough to think I'd like you. You're way uglier and unattractive." I didn't respond. I wasn't that ugly, was I? I walked into the classroom. "Where were you, Ms. Arin? Mr. Taehyung?" I noticed the teacher looking at the lipstick on his cheek. I jumped in quickly. "I was in the nurse. I had injured my stomach." I handed her the nurse's note and she nodded.
I sat down in my seat. Taehyung reluctantly joined me. I paid attention to the teacher, and Taehyung had fallen asleep again. I wanted to wake him up. I punched him, but then groaned in pain. I shook my wrist. He had woken up, but my hand was in pain. "Aw frick!" He rolled his eyes. "Why'd you wake me up." "Being a good seatmate, remember?" I say, recalling what he had said to the teacher about me joining detention because I wasn't a good seatmate.
He rubbed his head. "Fine, whatever. Don't wake me up next time." I shrugged. "Whatever you say." I continued working on the history worksheet. We had finished early, so she handed the homework to us early. I zoomed on it, trying to finish it fast. He scratched his neck. Is he struggling? Should I help him? "What you do is-" "I don't need your help." He snapped. He suddenly flashed through the paper solving everything in seconds. Super human speed. "S-sorry." I said, stunned at what just happened. "You wouldn't need to be if you just hadn't looked at me." I decided just not to say anything. I already apologized.
I had one more question, so I finished it and packed up. I raised my hand. "Yes, Arin?" "If I'm done with my homework, can I just go ahead and leave." She debated it. "Yes, you may." I grabbed my things and left. I thought about what I was going to do. Home? My parents weren't there. It would be better. "ARIN" I look up to see Jun. "JUN!" I ran to him, ignoring the pain. We hugged, but I broke it off quickly and grabbed my stomach.
"What's wrong?" he asked. I shook my head. "I fell and hurt my stomach." He looked at me concerned. I shrugged. "I'm really fine." He got a call, and his face went pale. "Oh my god Arin I'm so sorry, but I just got a call. I have to go. I hate to leave you with your stomach like this." He looked at me with a pained face. "I'll be fine. I was going to walk home anyway. I'll probably stop for some smoothies on the way home? What flavor smoothie would you like?" He keeps his sad face on. "I'll be home late tonight." I huffed. "Ok, but you better be there tomorrow!" He smiled and nodded. "Promise." He got in his car and drove away.
"Who was that?" I hear Taehyung behind me. I don't bother replying and make my way further down the road. A bit further, and I saw myself near the place with the kitten. I might as well go to the tree. Even though I hurt myself. It was a nice, peaceful place. I walked into the woods, and a few minutes later, I arrived at the spot. The kitten wasn't there, but I didn't mind. I climbed the tree, testing out each branch before I stepped on it. I finally got onto the spot I was on last time. I pulled out my notebook. There was something in it though.
What is this? Vampires? When did I write this? Why can't I remember any of this? Somebody else must have come and written this to scare me. I snorted. Well it won't work. I didn't bother to read all of it. I stopped after 'Vampires exist'. How stupid. I erased the whole text. Since the page still had pencil marks, I decided to sketch something. I decided on Nam.
After a while of sketching him, I finally got it right. It was easy enough. It was from the rooftop. After that, I decided I wanted to draw one more. After a while of thinking, I decided. It was honorary: Areum. I started, sketching her lively hair and long nose. I tried to remember her eyes, but the only time I saw her eyes were when she was angry and then when she was shot, and sad. I wanted a good picture of her, and one when she wasn't angry. I sketched her eyes, and it seemed right. They were full of sadness.
I almost started crying, but I pushed it back. Why am I crying so much? I need to stop. I flipped to the next page and started writing.
This morning, I can't remember what happened. I barely remember what happened last night after I went to sleep. After I went to sleep, my next memory is of being in the principal's office. It seemed weird. And the teacher's smile was nervous. After that, Taehyung seemed to be having trouble, but then he zoomed through the questions. Is he just smarter than I expected? Then I found this weird writing in my notebook. Who went through it? It's been with me the entire day. I started crying in the lunchroom, and now my stomach's bruised. But that's how I met Namjoon. Or Nam. He took me to the nurse's office, which I was grateful for. At least somebody other than Mira cares. MIRA. She's probably really mad at me now, because I didn't wait for her. I have her phone number though. I'll call her later. Well, that's all for now. My parents aren't coming home for the week so I'm good.
Maybe it's time to get down. But I didn't want to go home just yet. Maybe I'll take a nap. I'm tired anyway. I stretched and moved to a comfortable spot on the sturdy branch. A small nap won't hurt.
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I wake up to see I'm not in my room. Where was I? I look around and see I'm in a tree. Oh right. I grab my purse and carefully climb down. I get on the ground, and the forest was dark. I could barely see anything. I see a fog coming from the ground, and then the rustling of leaves.
I need to get out of here now. I ran as fast as I could, thankful I wore sneakers and not high heels today. I could feel it chasing me. Up ahead, I saw the road. I pulled up the speed, trying to get there. I got closer and jumped onto the road. The road was dimly lit in front of the school. I look back to where I jumped from, but nothing was there. Was I just imagining it? I walk fast, trying to get away from this forest.
I see my home ahead. I see a tall figure there. My brother! He must not have the key. That's weird. He should. I walked closer. "Jun oppa?" I see the tall figure to step out from against the wall to reveal two figures. The other one slid to the floor. I walked closer to see it was Jun. "Jun!" I ran towards him. I bent down towards him. I shake his shoulders. "Jun oppa?" His head rolls to the other end, to see two bloody marks on it. Like fangs.
I scream.
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Be careful who you love
ParanormalMin Arin had the opposite of a good life. Or even a decent life. But she always persevered thinking that she would make a spot for herself in this world. She moves to a new state, and so a new high school. But this high school is different. As she g...