Underwater ≋

Part 7

3rd Person Pov

Eunbi and Jeongin are "running" the track, by the time they have jogged the track, Yejin has ran two and a half laps.

Yejin catches up to them and starts jogging along with them.

"Hey Eunbi, hi Jeongin!" She says in a happy voice, barely out of breath.

"How are you not out of breath?" Eunbi asks.

"I do this all the time, I have to practice for volleyball ."

"Oh so you're on the volleyball team?"

"Yep!"

"So what did miss Wang tell you what's wrong with your wrist." Yejin asks Eunbi

"She thinks that I sprained it.."

"How do you know Eunbi?" Jeongin asks Yejin.

"She's in our class Jeongin , how would I not know her?"

"I know that, but how did you two get so close?"

"Oh, Lucy was pushing her aro-" she gets cut off by Eunbi gently pushing her, Not wanting her to tell Jeongin..

"Pushing..? Lucy was bullying you? Noh Lucy??"

"No." Eunbi let's out a breathy voice.

"You lied to me, you said you fell in the hallway!"

"Well i-I don't want anyone to say a-anything about it. It's n-not a big deal.."  Eunbi says nervously, she wants to trust jeongin, but she just doesn't feel comfortable.

"Not a big deal!? She injured you." Jeongin responds.

Eunbi suddenly stops in her tracks, and walks over to Coach K

"M-May I use the restroom?" She asks.

"Yes you may." He says in response.

Eunbi's Pov

I don't actually go to the bathroom. I just go to my locker and lean against it. That conversation really stressed me out, I don't want him involved in my life. My dad doesn't like it when I have guy friends. He just wants to ruin my life, just like he did moms.

My mom was the most trustworthy person in the world, for me at least. When I was little and I slept in the bed with my parents, me and my mom would hold hands. Ever since she passed I've held my own hand when I sleep, even though I don't get that much sleep anyway. My mom was the nicest person, she loved my dad and I very much. Or she just acted like she did. She would cook for us every everyday, but my dad would still hurt us, and he still hurts me.

Why mom?! Why did you have to leave me in hell?! Everyday at school I would get beat up, then when I got home dad would hurt me and you. And you just left me, with no one to talk to while I'm hurting, physically and internally?! We could have run away together...

There was a better answer...

I slide down the locker and sit on the floor, with my face in my hands.

Now dad only has me to hurt, he doesn't care about my feelings. He just does it to make himself feel better, How does that make someone feel better though?! He just hates the way I look.

Mom? Please come back, let's run away together... and never come back..

"Are you okay?" A familiar voice says. Flinch as I glance up to see a tall blonde haired boy.

"Why are you crying?" Jisung asks in a sweet tone, his eyes soft.. he holds his hand out to help me get up. I accept and he pulls me up.

I quickly wipe my eyes. I always get so worked up about my mom..

"I-I was thinking about someone..." I say in response. He looks at me with a confused yet caring look.

"Ex boyfriend?" He asks kinda awkwardly.

"N-no.. m-my mom.." I say as more tears stream down my face. He looks at me shocked for a second, then his face relaxes.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry more! I just wanted to help!" He tries to wipe my tears but I flinch, shocking Jisung.

"I-" He looms down slightly frustrated.
"What happened to your wrist." He says trying to make conversation.

"I fell on my way to the bathroom. Right after you pulled me out of the cafeteria." I say, wiping the tears off my face.

He scratches the back of his head, "oh, sorry about that by the way. I don't like to see people being messed on... I used to be heavily bullied when I was little, so it hurts me to see people being bullied." He says and kinda looks down.

"Oh I'm sorry, I get picked on a lot also.." He looks me in the eyes, his eyes still soft.

"I don't see why.." He says, you can tell by his face he instantly regretted his comment.

"Isn't it obvious, it's this ugly blue eye.. all I want is to be normal.." I explain.

"Your eye isn't ugly..." He says shyly and scratches the back of his head.