Intimately Enchanted → pjm ✓

Chapter 16

Lorraine...

The name itself rolls off the tongue as if of a goddess. The name itself is so elegantly sophisticated that you imagine the person to be that too. Charming, enticing, alluring and one of the people who know how to have their way. And so was Lorraine Acker.

But you never expect them to use it against others. That's entirely wicked. But what if someone loses control of their own actions?

For Lorraine shoved Jimin away once again.

She shut her door on his face, making him feel horrible from inside. It was incredible how nicely Lorraine knew how to make people throw off their dignity.

For Jimin threw it away for her, again.

It was some mere minutes ago that she was looking so exquisite under him, sharing intimacy and driving Jimin to the edge of Euphoria.

And the next second, she was freaking out as if Jimin did something horrible to her. And it made him feel sick from inside at the thought of Lorraine thinking something bad about him. It made him question whether he really did something wrong.

You're scaring me.

Her voice resonated in his head like a broken record. He was questioning to himself whether he was really that horrible. Why would she act that scared if not otherwise?

It was the worst feeling in the world, letting someone step on you.

A tear dropped from his eye as he rested his forehead on the same door Lorraine has closed shut on his face. He knew he couldn't stay any longer here or he'll lose whatever self-respect he had left within.

He didn't deserve Lorraine.

He had worked hard for where he stood today, among all the people who loved and respected him. He wouldn't crumble because someone decided to play.

What he didn't know was Lorraine was curled up in a ball at the corner of the room, shaking and pulling out her hair, crying her balls out of fear. Feeling as if it was the end of her, looking for someone's warmth. Her mind having a storm in which a girl was shouting for help, to save her before it was too late.

Someone, anyone.

Little did she know that no one ever came to protect her, nor someone ever would. Each time she was in danger, someone she had put her trust in... Left and betrayed, letting her crash into a million pieces.

It was ironic how she was afraid to love and yet sought love when at threat, and right she sought it more than anything, her breathing fast and ragged, her cheeks brimming with tears as she just yearned for someone to comfort her and tell her, just tell her that no monster was behind her,

It had taken her ten years to pick herself up again and become what she was today...and it all fell down the moment a maid knocked on the door and told her that Jimin left.

He left...he betrayed.

How could he?

It was all crashing down in front of her eyes, because of Jimin. She hadn't felt this broken in a long while. He had left her in the most vulnerable state someone ever could.

For he had no idea of what kind of fear she was dealing with, all alone. This kind of fear wasn't from a normal experience.

Why? Why me?

Why did it have to happen to her? The haunting memory wasn't letting her move forward, pulling her back. She knew this memory couldn't be forgotten. And now she had lost another person because of that.