LIA-PHILE
by: @hapigurl_(A/N: SooLia at the multimedia, it's my edit! Sorry for the low quality, I got that pictures from Facebook only and I can't find the HD version of it that's why! But, really! They looked so cuteee!)
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Lia's P.O.V
I was so tired of everything. Until now, I'm here at the restroom. The staff has nothing to do but to let me cry and cry here. They are watching me but I don't care.
"Miss, stand up. Please?"one of the nurses said. I slowly nodded my head,
"Do I look like I can really kill someone?"i asked to them without looking.
"Just stand up, please."she said.
"Just leave then I'll stand up."i said as I let out a heavy sigh.
"Are you sure, Miss?"
"Don't worry, I'm just annoyed that's why I cried here."i said as I smiled at them. They nodded their head as they leave. I stood up and was my hands and also my face.
Gush! My eyes are swollen and I felt so tired right now. I just wanted to sleep and sleep and sleep. I wanted to rest..
I slowly walked to the door and opened it, I stopped. I saw a figure of man standing in front of me while holding a paper bag. I smiled weakly,
"It's girl's restroom—"i stopped.
"Change your clothes. Your clothes is full of bloods so changed into this."he said. I looked at him and smiled,
"Thank you but I don't need that."i said as I smiled at him again and walked but he held my hands,
His hands was so soft. It looks like my body needs a hug and comfort right now..
"Soobin-ah,"i called as I gulped. He just hummed,
"I-i'm sorry."i said as I lowered down my head,
Since no one wants to believe that I'm innocent here, since my life was being manipulated by my mom, since my life is really miserable, since I am useless, I think it's time for me to destroy my own life.
I fucking hate being me. Why it has to be me?
"H-huh?"he stuttered. I cried silently,
"You're crying again. W-why are you sorry?"he asked. Why does it sounds like his voice was cracked?
"I almost k-killed your mom, and I, I killed Mr. Bang."i said as I sighed.
I lied, Soobin. Will you notice it and tell me that you believe that I didn't kill anyone?
If his hands let my hands go, it means, he's totally in it. He believes that I really did it but if he didn't let go of my hands, I think I'm gonna cry out loud again and hug him.
I closed my eyes as I count, 1, 2, 3, 4— I smiled as lowered down my head. He remove his hands on mine. I knew it.
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LIA-PHILE. (UNDER EDITING)
Fanfiction- just a typical love and war story between the number 1 and the number 2 in a popular university. ----- ➠ genre: romance, ➠ start: 111519 ➠ end/complete: 061021