Regret || L.k

10.

3 weeks later

I'm currently at cafe while taking the order. Let's say rose hired me to work at her cafe. I liked that job and the payment was at good cost.

I started working 3 days ago, and I gotta say, I liked this job. I wanted to work as a dancing mentor but I don't know if I'm good enough for the job since I haven't danced for a year.

But I'm still thankful for the job. The costumers were nice so were the workers. The place gives me the aesthetic vibes and calming air.

Everything was calm here. I made a new friend with the manager, she was sweet to us and is too independent. She told me she was a 10th grade student, which shocked me.

She was also the school president and she works hard everyday at school and after-school.

I'm proud of her. She was a half Japanese and Korean girl. She looked like one of these anime girl. She has a stable life but she needed to work now for her future business.

I wish I could be like her back in high school. Maybe I would've end up having a top business rather than married with that jerk.

Don't get me started. Now a days, he's been constantly trying to get my attention or see me somewhere. I would run and hide in my room to avoid him while my unnies try to keep him out.

I don't know what's his matter. I don't know what happend to that girl. Did he break up with her? Don't get me wrong, I don't care of what happened to them but he seems to try getting closer to me.

I can't be easy on him, he needs to regret more. I want him to feel the exact same pain I've been feeling.

If not for years, then all once at a day.

"Lisa, the break is over" Onsa said, the manager.

"okay" I said while placing my coffee down. I wore back my apron and tied it on my back and walked outside to the cashier.

I spotted a hands waving at me, and saw a group of guys about 4 guys were waving their hands on me for the orders.

They somehow made me guard up myself. Maybe it was their face looks their giving me. Maybe it's their tattoos. I've never seen someone like them before but I walked to them to take their orders.

"yes, what do you like to order?" I asked while taking out my notepad with a pen.

One guy smirked while looking at his friend, as they nodded to him with a creepy grin as they looked back.

I felt uncomfortable as I waited for them to order.

"is your muffin buttered?" he asked me and his friends started to laugh silently. So he's using this phrase from mean girls Huh.

"we ran out of muffin, any other orders?" I said trying to remain calm.

"but I was talking about your muffin, do you want me to butter it?" he said with an ugly smirk. Then let's see who's better now.

I placed my resting bitch face as I took out the phone while typing a number.

"what are you doing?" a guy asked.

"calling 911, either order properly or get out of here" I said while showing them the dialed number as they all looked shocked before leaving slowly.

I smirked and began to feel proud of myself as I walked back to the cashier. Good thing I haven't screamed at them or else I would've began to start a commotion. There were about 15 costumers in this cafe and good thing no one saw what happened.

"what happened there? Did they bother you?" my friend who's a cashier said.

"yeah but it's nothing important. I scared them by pretending to call the cops" I said.

"take his order!" she said.

"no he said he wanted to butter it muffin how am I supposed to take his order!"

"I meant him! In front of you!" she pointed at him as I looked to who it was.

My heart skipped beat as I saw Jungkook standing in front of me in the cashier.

"what are you doing here" I asked while leaning my hand on the table.

"may I take an order, ms lalisa" he said hiding his smile.

I rolled my eyes as I sighed "yes, what do you want to order?" I asked without bothering to look at him.

"can I order you for a minute?" he said.

"yes yes y-" I stopped as I realized what he was saying. I was careless so I didn't pay much attention to what he was saying.

"i- I mean n-"

"good, let's go somewhere else" he said while dragging my arm. I tried to stop him but he only gripped it harder, making me hiss in pain.

"yah where are you taking me!?" I asked. Is he gonna kidnap me?

He took me to his car as he locked the doors, making me not escape. I rolled my eyes as I looked outside the window. Not wanting to face him beside me.

The whole time I was in deep thought and didn't realize we've been driving for an hour. 'wait?! Is he seriously.. Kidnapping me?'.

"Mr. Jeon, where are we going?" I asked while trying to take off the seat belt.

"relax, I won't murder you" he said while still looking at the road with forest on the side.

Murder.. Is that a hint?!

We finally reached what seemed like a wooden house. The place looked nice to kidnap someone and murder in here.

He got off the car and waited for me, but I didn't get out and stayed in.

I saw him sighing before opening the passenger door.

"are you not gonna come out?" he asked. I didn't answer as I looked down.

"don't let me carry you In there" he said deeply with annoyed tone. I ignored his words because there was no way he would be carrying me all the way there.

"ok then, you leave me with no choice" I felt myself being carried while slumping my stomach to his shoulder.

"yah~! Get me down!" I said while trying to shake my body. He was walking straight without falling or tripping as if he was carrying me like a normal human being.

"yah! I feel uncomfortable!" I shouted at him. The only thing that was uncomfortable was my position, and my stupid short pencil shirt that rising above my thigh, and my stomach. I felt a round object in my stomach as if I'm having a blockage in my stomach.