The Assassin | Dreamcatcher

Chapter 14

Rain peppers Siyeon in violent sprinkles as she sprints along the pavement, desperate to put  distance between her and Yoohyeon.

Did Yoohyeon really know her better than she knew herself? No, she can't. She loves Yoohyeon, not SuA.

...But they both made her feel happy, safe, fuzzy. 

Was that love?

What is love?

Emitting a growl of frustration, Siyeon slows to walking pace. As she does, the angry clouds open and tip buckets of rain down, soaking her through.

The rain mingles with her vexed tears and she raises her head to the sky, wondering where she'd gone wrong in her decisions.

Through the incessant rain, neon lights of a bar call her attention and she wanders towards them, already planning to get blind-drunk.

"Rum and coke." She orders first, drumming her hands idly on the table as she constantly thought back to Yoohyeon and the fear that had flashed through her eyes when Siyeon smashed the vase.

Her drink arrives and she takes a slow sip of the ice-cold liquid.

It isn't easy to make herself, but she's determined to try and down the glass, quickly ordering several more, stronger drinks.

Siyeon finishes them one after the other with a gasp and a burn down her throat as she increasingly felt herself lose control.

Soon, she becomes aware that she's stood up, face to face with a man who is yelling at her. Spit flies from his mouth in his fury, but she doesn't back down.

"You should be the one to apologise, you fucking arsehole! You're the one who spilt my drink all over me. No, not just apologise, you have to pay for my drink!" Siyeon thrusts her hand out for money.

The man shoves her hand away and retaliates with an aggressive yell. "You will fucking kneel to me, you insolent woman, and apologise!"

"No I won't." Siyeon replies stubbornly and punches him in the face.

He stumbles back into the table, falling over with it and smashing all the glasses. The people at the table cry in anger as her gets to his feet, rubbing his knuckles.

One of the waiters finally steps in, filled with nervous energy that has him constantly shifting on his feet. "Er, we'd appreciate it if you didn't fight, or we'll have to call the police."

They both ignore his words, continuing to stare each other down, waiting for the other to apologise.

"Shut up, wimp." The man snaps with a sneer at the waiter before he swings a punch for Siyeon.

Even in her drunken state, she has enough coordination to block it and return with a sloppy punch to the jaw. He stands his ground, retorting by grabbing her collar and headbutting her.

She falls heavily to the floor with a cry, landing badly on her coccyx. "You bloody hoe!" She hisses and lunges for his legs to knock him to the floor.

They end up on the floor, exchanging repeating punches as Siyeon cries and curses in a desolate, raw voice until she's physically crying as she abuses him.

Out of the blue, she is yanked off of the man by powerful arms and she turns to look for the owner. "Dami?" She asks through split and bloody lips.

Dami's face is an image of extreme fury, her lips so pursed that they turn white. Her grip on Siyeon's elbow is tight and it hurts the girl.

"I'll pay for damages." She says tiredly, pulling out her wallet to hand several bills to the waiter. The man Siyeon fought starts to open his mouth, but her glare is enough to keep him quiet. "I'll pay you now for your damages. Take it or leave it." She then hands him several notes, which he sullenly accepts.