Save Me •Cha Eunwoo•

Chapter 18

Eunwoo's POV

"Thank you, Binnie. I hope that we can hang out like this all the time." I state as I rub the back of my head uncomfortably.

It's not that I am not close to my members but healing from the painful past took years. The scar was too visible to everyone around me especially Moonbin, who I spent most of my time with.

"It's okay, hyung. I understand your feelings. I mean like all of the members do, Sanha is our maknae after all. But Jinjin said, you took the blame on yourself and that destroys you. I mean where is our bubbly Eunwoo?" Moonbin furrows one of his eyebrows while his mouth sipping the cold coffee which seems to be half of the cup already.

I smile towards him before pulling him into a hug. A real one. Brother to brother.

"Okay, I know you are touched but don't squeeze me, I barely finished my coffee or you wish to see the cup full again?"

I chuckle before gesturing him to go inside our manager's car. He waves me goodbye along with a flying kiss.

I turn around and take a deep breath as the air is kinda good tonight. Maybe because what just happened.

I walk towards my apartment while playfully skipping around. I felt happy for some unknown reasons.

As I am about to reach my door, I hear a weeping sound nearby. I get goosebumps to be honest.

I gather up my braveness to see what it is and that's when I see a girl crying in front of door while her left hand balled up into a fist, punching the floor hardly.

I try to approach her. I take small steps towards her carefully.

But then I realized, it wasn't just some random girl.

It can't be her. Why?

As she holds up her head, I recognize the girl immediately. She is the girl who left me. The same girl who stole what's left in my heart.

She is my Mina.

I drop my plastic bag which contains some dry food and snacks that Moonbin gave me earlier.

"M-m-Mina?" I call out to her with hesitant.

One thing for sure, I am not dreaming nor imagining. She is real this time.

She hesitantly looks up to me and I can see her trying hard to focus her sight on me. I bet her tears were filling up her eyes, tend to make her sight became blurry.

I think she gets a hold of herself as she widen her eyes in shock. She recognized me as fast as I did.

Her tears start to escape one by one, making traces on her cheek.

Is she crying because of me?

Those slow tears was just the beginning. She starts to choke on her own saliva as she is crying too hard but silently.

I couldn't stand looking at her anymore as she starts hitting her head continuously.

I get onto my knees before pulling her into a hug as she continues crying. I can feel how hurting she is at the moment when her back is synchronized with the rhythm of her cries.

"Shh, it's okay. It's okay Mina. I am here. I am not gonna hurt you...anymore." I told her, half whispering.

"I want to die, I can't take this anymore. Y-you hate m-me just like everybody else." She says between her weeps.

My heart breaks listening to her statement. I didn't hate her. I never did. I was blinded by the hatred and anger when I said those things to her. I wish she could see what I would do just to take those things back.

I place my palm under her chin, bringing her face up so I can get a perfect view of her face.

My heart shatters to pieces when I see her bruised face and blood all over her face, even worst mixed with her tears. Her eyebags, her cheekbones are too visible, her messy hair covers half of her face, completing the look that broke my heart earlier.

"I never hate you. Do you know how much I suffer? I waited for you almost everyday, my heart begging for you to come back. I am so sorry, I don't have the words to make your pain goes away, but I can promise that you will never get hurt again if you stay here with me." I smile at her genuinely even though my tears start to flow down too.

"You don't hate me? But you kicked me out of the house." She adds.

"It was a fool of me to do that to you. I am the biggest fool to kick out my bestfriend from my house. Now, stay with me. Please, Mina." I plead her as my forehead lands on hers.

"I didn't realize I was in need to hear you call me that nickname again until now." She says but still, not a smile on her cracked lips.

"Would you stay with me?" I ask her again, with intense eagerness to hear her answer.

"You don't understand. This is not my home. What if you kick me out again? What if you grow up hate towards me? What if you will hate me if I screw up again? Don't you know I suffered enough?" She says while her eyes are down, not contacting mine.

"You didn't screw up. I did. I don't care if you make mistakes. I will accept everything about you, your good or bad. I will be there for you through ups dan downs. We are friends at the first place right?" I try my best to convince her because I do not dare to lose her again.

"I am scared, Eunwoo. No one loves me throughout my whole journey of this life. I was alone. I thought I found myself a friend when I met you but I was completely wrong. You never loved me, you never did. I was just like a raccoon staying at your house so that I won't starve."

Tear by tear escapes as she says the words that she has been holding back.

I couldn't take it anymore. I need to show her that I genuinely love her everything. Every inch of her caught my attention. She was something for me. Perhaps I should call everything.

I bring her face up and crash my lips on hers. I close my eyes while my hands go down to her torso, pulling her closer to me.

I deepen the kiss with my right hand pushing her head forward slowly.

The taste of tears mixed with dry blood on her cracked lips doesn't bother me at all. For that moment, I don't care about how the kiss would taste, it was how it would make her feel.

The butterflies in my stomach are going crazy. Like not just butterflies, it feels like the whole damn zoo is in me.

Her hands start to travel up to my neck, interlocking her fingers as she savours the kiss as much as I am. She kisses back slowly, taking her time to get used to it.

I smile in the kiss while our lips are still attached. It seems like we were longing for each other. It was not just me who want her back, she wants me too but maybe she thought I hated her all these time.

I pull her torso causing her to lean on me before I start to kiss her more manly. I am kissing her passionately because that's what a girl deserves.

I wonder at the moment, what could possibly go wrong if I love her?