Moon Star (Moonbyul x Xiumin)

Chapter 42

A/N:

Insert Sandeul's song; One More Step for more depth. Enjoy :)

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Moon Byul's P.O.V.

"Huh."

I breathed a deep sigh, opening my eyes.

My entire body was numb, powerless and exhausted.

My mind was clouded just like the dark sky outside my window, a view I could see without even sitting down on the bed. I just laid still, and I could already see the miserable weather outside. Damn, I bet there is going to be a downpour soon.

"Byullie, please come out and eat."

The tone of Solar's voice confirmed that she was getting tired and worried sick about me, but I couldn't bear to see her now. Not in this crumbling side of me. She has seen enough for the past few years, but this time it was just too much for me to show.

Solar knocked my door a few times, and even shook the doorknob in case I left it unlocked. Sorry, Solar. I did.

"Please be okay, Byul. I'll be in my room if you need me." She finally muttered. "Good night."

After I heard her footstep sound fading away, I finally moved my body again.

"Good night." I whispered to myself as I shifted my body to the right, holding the gray coloured bolster close to my chest. I shut my eyes tight, trying to get back to sleep because for now, only sleep can be my escape. Not even my growling stomach and the heavy odor coming from myself can make me budge from my bed. Not even the dark room when it turns into night. I don't remember what day it was, what time, what my life looked like.

All I wanted was to disappear.

As I hugged the bolster tight, I began to imagine a familiar face.

Someone I never thought would leave so much impact in my life.

Unconsciously, tears started to fill my eyes as I clenched a fist on my chest.

I could feel the slow prickly feeling that was invading my pumping heart, as if it was ready to stop beating at once. The pain was enough to make it stop, and yet it wanted me to bear the suffering as I thought of him.

I still remember how we first met.

The look on his face when I appeared at his door was phenomenal.

"Come with me."

"You're not Minho. Who are you?"

"Great, so you know. People just won't follow orders, unless there's a pistol aimed at them."

"Come with me, or I'll take make your corpse with me instead."

"O-okay. Relax, don't shoot me."

"Close the door, dude."

"But-"

"Just do it, man."

Just thinking of how rude I was to him that night I kidnapped him made me hold back a faint grin, finding it funny to recall the doomed expression he had when I took out my pistol at him.

One by one, all of his words came flashing by my mind.

"I know you're not a boy. And... I'll keep your secret safe with me. You can trust me on that."