Stalker- Yang Hongseok

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AN: book two lets get it!
This chapter is dedicated to bts_fan0246

• three months later•

- get up.
- no.
- you can't stay in bed forever.
- yes I can.

I eventually got out of bed, glaring at Rena. She had been staying with me at my brothers place for three months now. She still worked for Seunghee, but she wouldn't tell anyone where i was.
She was the only person I trusted right now.
I had gotten over the trauma of being pushed down the stairs, but it was still killing me.
The fact that I suddenly couldn't trust any of my friends. Staying with my brother made everything a little better. But I hadn't told him the reason I came home.

My brothers girlfriend had moved in with us, because he was sick and needed to be taken care of.
I didn't really know what was wrong with him. He wouldn't tell me. All I know is that he kept bleeding out of his nose. Sometimes he even coughed up blood.

Some nights I had nightmares about him dying. But mostly I dreamt about Hongseok. In my dream he would take me back immediately, like I had never left him... never hurt him.

The first month after I left, everyone was texting me and calling me. Everyday. I eventually got a new phone number.
- you wanna go to the dance studio tomorrow? I have the day off.
Rena asked.

She was talking about the dance studio I had spent my childhood at. I had even applied for a job there. I had to make money, even if I still had a lot of it from working for Seunghee.
- sure.
I said, and smiled.
- Great! Now go make me breakfast.
Rena said, and smirked.
- ...what?
I asked.
- I'm joking.

• Hongseok's POV•

2190 hours.
2190 since the last time I saw Yerin. I know it was crazy that I even knew that, but i didn't know what else to do. Counting days was a little better I guess.

Everyone was having a bad time lately. I don't know if it was because Yerin left, or If it was because of the reason that made her leave.

The first month I called her once every hour. But she never picked up the phone.
I just wanted to tell her that it was Kino that pushed her. Maybe she would come back then.
I wish she would have just told me someone pushed her. I hated that I never got the chance to comfort her.

I couldn't even begin to imagine how scared she must have been those last days.
I couldn't blame her for leaving. But I did blame her. For breaking my heart.
Why did she have to ignore me?
She even ignored Seunghee's calls.
How could she just pretend that we don't exist? How could she stay away from me like this, if she loves me?

Maybe she doesn't love me.

- have you seen my tooth brush?
Kino suddenly asked me. I was in my room, trying to avoid everyone.
Actually I was just trying to avoid looking at Kino. Because I wanted to hurt him sometimes.
I wanted to push him down the stairs.
But I couldn't hate him. He was still my best friend. But that didn't mean I wouldn't make his life hell for a while.
- it's in the toilet.
I answered.
- this is the third time this week, Hongseok.
Kino said, and sighed.

Kino left my room because I stopped listening to him.
A few minutes later, someone nocked on my door.
I suddenly remembered how I would nock on Yerins door, and she would say "Yerin's not here, it's Johnny"
The thought made me laugh. But then I stopped. Because I couldn't help but think that I would never be able to laugh at her jokes, and see her face when she was embarrassed. That cute expression.. I couldn't even picture it anymore. I was slowly beginning to forget her face.
And it scared me.

I had almost forgotten that someone had nocked on my door, when they nocked for the second time.
I didn't get to answer before the person barged in.
It was Seunghee.
- get your ass out of bed, we're going to my apartment.
Seunghee said.
- why would I do that?
I asked.
- I was wondering if you could help me clean out Yerin's room.
She said.
- you shouldn't even go in there.
I said harshly, immediately regretting it.
- it's my apartment. I can go wherever I want.
She fired back.
I didn't want her to pack up all of Yerin's stuff, but I guess I couldn't stop her.
I decided I would go with her. I wanted to be there one last time.

we drove to Seunghee's apartment. Yuto came with us, obviously.
- wait.. I don't know if I can do this...
I said, when we arrived.
- I'm gonna get rid of everything. You should at least pick a bra you can remember her by.
Seunghee said, and Yuto laughed so hard he started couching.
- that's not funny.
I said, probably blushing.

We went inside Seunghee's apartment, and Yuto went to the kitchen immediately. Not really surprising.

Seunghee and I just stood in front of the door to Yerin's for about a minute.
- I've.. never actually been in here since she left.
Seunghee said.

- you and me.. we're suffering the most. But at least we got each other. You know what I'm going through. And I know what you're going through.
I said.
- I want to hate her. I want to hate her so bad for leaving us.. but I can't.
Seunghee said.
- I know.
I said.

We finally opened the door, and went inside the room.
The room still smelled like her. Watermelon perfume. I hadn't realized how much I had missed that smell.

I looked around the room, and noticed some of Yerins stuff were gone. I guess she went by here when she came back to Korea.
Her posters of me was also gone. Did she bring them with her?
Or did she throw them away?

Suddenly I heard Seunghee crying. She had trouble breathing.
I asked if she was ok, but she just yelled at me.
- GET OUT.. just get out.
She said.

I quickly left the room.
I could hear a lot of noises coming out of the room. It sounded like things breaking.
Then I heard Seunghee yelling again.
- HOW COULD YOU!!
She yelled over and over.
Yuto came running into the hallway.
- what the hell is going on?
He asked me.
- this was a bad idea..

AN: oh Seunghee...
hope you liked this chapter.