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Seungcheol lets out a sigh, turning his head to face the blonde beside him. I see him gently touch the boy's arm as he says, "Jeonghan baby, why don't you go ahead first. I'll catch up with you in a bit."

"No," I say strongly, just as the confused boy is about to leave. "Stay. It seems like you don't know what this bastard has done." My eyes do not look at him as I talk. Instead, I muster up my strength to keep them on Seungcheol.

"What's going on, Seungcheol?" Jeonghan asks, worry dripping off his words.

I let out a scoff, a quick exhale of fear, hurt, and disbelief. I watch as Seunghcheol keeps silent. He looks at me and I look at him. I can see through him.

He's remembering everything. I know. Because the way his brows subtly furrow, the way his eyes glaze over with unspoken words, and how his own stare pierces me, I know he is drowning himself in his own regret.

"It wasn't my fault," he finally says.

"Yes it is, Seungcheol. I tried to help you," I glare at him, stronger than ever. I can feel my eyes starting to burn, with anger and sadness, but the open wound in my heart from two years ago hurts more.

"First, it was I love you, then I hate you, and then I love you again. You convinced me to come out, and you promised you would too. And when I did? You ran away. Fucking coward! You watched didn't you. While I was being beaten to shit. You fucking watched! Then you left. Without saying anything. Not one apology."

Seungcheol gulps. Deep inside, I beg for him to reply. Anything. Any excuse would've been fine. But he doesn't and I swear to god, the silence is driving me into insanity.

"Fuck you, Seungcheol. You're still the same. Can't believe I wasted my time trying to save you."

And after shooting one last look at the boy I loved, I walk away. Heading towards the gates, in large strides, down the same street the two of us always take.

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I feel my heart constrict as I watch you walk away, an imaginary cloud that holds more lightning than rain grumbling above your head.

I stand there, not even bothering to hide anymore, as I furrow my brows thinking about everything that had happened.

I let out a shaky breath, feeling an uneasy shiver crawl up my spine.

I was wrong about you.

Everything I thought you were.

I was wrong.

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