• Chapter 17 - Flight Home •

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Mark's POV

We were already on the plane on our way to Seoul. As soon as Jackson learned what happened, he bought tickets for the next flight. Jackson sat next to me. I could see his nervousness, fear and anger. He stared on the screen, which showed where our plane was. He didn't blink and nervously moved with his leg. He wasn't the only one, who felt like this. I felt disappointment, sadness and anger. In this, we weren't different. In this moment, I hated Jackson and wanted to be really far from him. I wanted our plane to finally arrive in Seoul. I didn't want to see him again. He lied to me and used me. He hasn't changed at all.

Of course I was worried about YoungJae, I couldn't imagine where he might be and why it happened to such a nice and cheerful person like him. I understood Jackson's feelings, but at the moment I was just thinking about what I learned. Words Jackson's fiancée were in my head all the time. I could feel my broken heart and tears pouring into my eyes. I looked away from him and lowered my head. I closed my eyes, but a few tears found their way out. Warm tears fell into my lap. Maybe I'm thinking like an egoist right now, but I can't help. It just hurts so much..I thought, that Jackson has changed, that he really has some feelings for me, but thinking like this was mistake. One big mistake. Why am I so naive? Hoping, that someone like Jackson would change for one insignificant person like me was naivety. He probably thought of me as a toy all the time. I was just his toy to kill some time. I felt tears pouring into my eyes again. I wanted to hear his explanation. I looked at Jackson.

"Jackson." I said with slightly broken voice and unpleasant tone.

"Hmm?" He didn't even look at me, his eyes still on the screen. I was angry. I closed my eyes.

"Am I not even worth it for you to look at me, when I'm talking to you?!" I yelled at him with raised voice. Man, who sat next to Jackson looked at us annoyed. Three passengers in front of us looked at us too. Jackson looked at me in surprise. I saw sadness in his eyes. At least, it worked. I thought. When I saw that Jackson says nothing, I started.

"Why did you do that Jackson? I..I thought.." My voice broke. I looked away. A tear ran down my cheek.

"Markie.." Jackson said. His hand slowly approached my face. He wanted to caress my cheek. Before he could touch me, I pushed his hand away.

"No, don't touch me!" I didn't want to feel his touch. It would give me back the memories I want to forget. Memories, that weren't true.

"Mark, it's not what you think, I'll explain it."

"Is it not what I think?! Jackson, you lied to me and used me! And I was so naive, that I thought you might have changed! But you haven't, you're still the same guy I met two months ago! The same guy, who is selfish and arrogant idiot! I was crying now. All passengers was looking at us and listened our argument.

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