My Awful Girl || KTH ||

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     I searched through the crowds only to give up the next minute. I plopped down onto the nearest bench and gasped, catching my breath.

     Through the chockfull park, I could see a glimpse of my white beanie and to my luck it was her.

     I was very sure when I saw her brown hair and I quickly got up to get to her. As I was a few inches from her, I touched her shoulder.

     She looked at me with her puffy eyes. She...cried? I grabbed her wrist and she yanked her hand but my grip was too tight.

     Plus, she didn't look very well and a bit pale, so she didn't have the energy to fight me.

     " What else do you want, Kim Taehyung?" I like it. She always called me by my full name.

     She just would call me that and only her who would called me that. But that's not my concern right now. She was angry.

     Like...really angry.

     " Els...did you cry?" she sniffled but her red eyes was stabbing mine, already dried from tears.

     " Why do you care?" She averted her gaze somewhere else, a habit that I always noticed.

     She wouldn't have a stare competition with me more than five seconds. I could bet it.

     " Of course I care. You are my-"

      " Friend. Yeah. I know that," she showed her bored expression.

     " Yeah...so..I'm so-"

     " You are sorry? Again?" She cut again. This time with a done look.

     " Huh? No I mean I am feeling so guilty to make you feel this way. I regret it,"

     " No need. We are done," she wanted to walk away, but again, I got her hand.

     The next thing I saw was her trembling body, and she was slowly falling down. I was glad that I was there to catch her just in time.

     " Els....are...are you okay?" I crouched down to her level and held her shoulders.

     She looked so pale I was worried sick. Without thinking twice, I carried her on my back and ran home even she was insisting me to let her down.

     I didn't care. I didn't know what got into me, but at the moment all I could care for was her.

     She could hate me later but at that time, her safety is the first.

     " Put me down..." she urged in a weak voice.

     " All of you...are just the same," she was rambling but I knew that she had the meaning in what she said.

     " You always give me false hope..." I sighed as I knew she was referring to me.

     Yeah, I knew what kind of a jerk I am. She was just a lost and broken girl that needed someone sincere to be her friend.

     To share her stories and also happiness. I surely had failed on doing that. I was not that good like how people always look at me.

     " Everyone...left me..." she cried.

     " Mama...oppa...appa...and now you Kim Taehyung...I have nobody,"

     She sniffled again. I bet she was half awake because she was rambling non-stop, since she was sick. I could feel heat radiating off her body.