My Awful Girl || KTH ||

E I G H T

Elsa

I sat on the couch as we set feet inside his house. It was not shady, it was quite decent honestly. Looking around, my eyes patched to a frame hung on the wall. Among all, it was the only one which caught my eyes.

A picture of a little boy in kindergarten, smiling cheekily while his hands cupping his own face. I couldn't help but smile, that was so cute, he must be Taehyung when he was younger.

" What are you smiling at?" Taehyung appeared with a mug and a white box in his hands. I looked down suddenly. I was still mad at him, not really much actually. But I just liked it if he showed some effort to console me. Silly me.

" Nothing," I replied nonchalantly, keeping a straight face back.

" I bet you found me cute," he smirked to himself, saying that confidently. Wait, how did he know?

" W-what? No way I would think that way," I scoffed and turned away. He just chuckled at my reaction and the deep sound made my heart vibrated. It just gave me goosebumps, what happened to me?

" Whatever it is, Elsa. I won't force you to admit. Here, drink and calm yourself," he put a mug with plain water inside in my hand. I took a sip. I was relief that he didn't push me too much on it.

" You can't force me to admit cause I didn't think of anything like that. Just keep it to yourself," I blurted before sipping the plain water and felt a cool sensation down my throat. When was the last time I drank?

" Okay, Elsa...Whatever you say," he said in a singsong voice cheerfully and he didn't know that he already made my heart drum by that.

How could he? I cleared my throat nervously and suddenly he pulled my chin, gently lifted it to meet his eyes. He examined my face and we were merely close to each other. I thought for a second that my heart was going to burst.

" Ouch!" I didn't realised when a cold sensation touched my bruised lips which was the cream he put. The more I spent time with him, the more exposed I was to him. My walls...what has happened to them?

" Sorry...I'll be more careful okay?" His breath slapped my face as he talked and he was being so gentle. It did hurt but he really made the pain ceased by caressing my bruises carefully and gently.

How I wished my heart won't burst at that moment. And I was shocked cause it didn't. Haha.

" So...mind telling me?" He started causing me to tense up.

" Tell you what?" I asked acting fool. Actually I had been trying to avoid that issue which would cause him to know all of my dark secrets, my painful life that I had bear all this while.

He didn't urge me immediately. He took a short silence to patch a non-scarring bandage on my worst bruise and fixed his position on the couch. That moment he was a bit further from me, it was the only one I felt thankful of him because I finally could breath normally. How did he block my breathing?

" Tell me what you need to tell. I won't force you but at least just let something out. Don't keep it inside it will made you hurt more," he said softly before licking his lips and looked down. I sighed. How did he even read my heart?

Should I tell him? Not?

" It's...my father...and my...stepmother," I bit my lower lip, holding the tears that started to well up in my eyes. I was such a weak ass in front of him. I hate myself.

" S..stepmother?" He asked. I nodded without looking at him. It hurt so much and I think I couldn't even speak but surprisely I did. Should I break down this wall a bit? Was he worth it?