Be Mine

// n i n e t e e n //

::chapter nineteen::

Dara stomped her way inside their house roughly wiping her tears. ‘What’s wrong with you!?’ she asked as she turned around facing her brother who just made his way inside slamming the door behind. ‘I am the one who is supposed to be asking that! What the hell is wrong with you!?’ he asked gritting. ‘I am in love! Is that so wrong!?’ she asked back shouting as her tears streamed down her cheeks once more. ‘Yes!! Especially if you’re in love with G-dragon!!’ he shouted back at her as he raked his hair out of frustration as she started sobbing again. ‘His name is Kwon Jiyong! Not G-Dragon!’ she retorted as she wiped her tears.

Sanghyun stared at her as he heaved a sigh. ‘So you don’t know? How can you love someone without knowing a single shit about him!?’ he snarled at her as her sobs became cries. ‘I know him! I know he used to be into fights, drag racing, he used to spent his nights at the police station and he used to live a useless and a life that was about to be thrown to trash,’ she answered with voice trying to stay firm as she stared at her brother who was silenced by her words. ‘And I also know how sweet he is, how gentle he is, how thoughtful and how kind he is...’ she said as she wiped her tears without peeling her gaze off him. ‘You’re the one who don’t know him,’

‘And if you always judge people based on their past when they are trying to change you are removing their hope and their chance for a better life. Why are you like that?’ she asked sobbing once more. Sanghyun averted his gaze away from her as he tightly shut his eyes and composed himself together. He fluttered his eyes open as he glared at her and walked towards her as he held her arms tightly. ‘You are not going to see him again!’ he said with finality, full of authority. Dara waved him off. ‘You can’t tell me what to do or whom to not see or love! This is my life!’ she shouted back at him as she jogged her way to their stairs.

‘I will do anything for both of you to never see each other again! Anything!’ Sanghyun shouted staring at her as she stopped on her way and cast a glance at him. ‘Better pack your things,’ he said voice firm full of determination but for her it was all restriction, he was planning to imprison her, planning to rip her away from the guy she loved the most. ‘You are coming to America with me,’ he ended as she gasped allowing her tears to fall again. ‘I am not coming! Mom won’t let that!’ she shouted at him as she ran her way to her room.

She slammed the door behind her as she leaned on it and let herself slid on the floor as she started bawling. He used to be a sweet brother; he used to wish nothing but her happiness. She can’t understand why he was being like this when she was finally happy. She has no single clue why he wanted to take her away from her happiness. And in seconds she heard a loud banging at her door. ‘Park Sandara we are not finish talking!!’ he yelled as he continued banging the door. ‘Go away!’ Dara shouted as she covered her ears. Then her eyes averted to the bag she threw on her bed upon entering her room. Her phone was ringing.

She quickly stood up and went to her bed as she answered the phone.

Outside their house Jiyong was standing staring at Dara’s room which lights were off, but he can definitely hear the loud commotion coming inside. He heaved a sigh as he continued waiting with his phone pressing on his ear. ‘Ji,’ he heard her voice answered from the other line and in seconds he knew she was crying. Pain quickly shoot its way to his chest as the image of her crying materialized inside his head and it made him numb with so much worry and pain. ‘Sshh, don’t cry baby,’ he said trying to coo her using his gentle voice. ‘I’m sorry about my brother,’ she said still sobbing. ‘It’s okay don’t worry... I’m okay so don’t cry,’ he answered weakly. ‘I love you,’ she whispered as she started crying again. ‘And I love you too... stop crying please,’ he pleaded as he raked his hair in frustration as he sat down barely caring if he was in the middle of the road in front of her house looking like a frustrated stalker.