REPLAY. l, mark

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      another sleepless night. jinri stiffle a sob as she cry in her sleep. all the thoughts that are crowding her mind is keeping her awake.

she screw her eyes shut, clutching her chest as the pain slowly surround her chest, it hurts.

tears stream down her face then to her pillow, soaking the fluffy material who heard her cries since day one.

still sniffling, her phone started vibrating catching her attention as her hand slowly travel to retrieve the device.

unlocking her phone, the familiar icon pop up making her cry even more. it keep popping, tempting her to open the message and read it.

and so she did. the same message she get every night. the reminder of love and care from someone she once called boyfriend, from mark.

and another tear fell. all her memories with mark, the laughter, the sweet promises they made together echoed inside her head, replaying like a broken tape over and over again.

mark: I love you love.

there it goes again, the pain that would clutch her chest as she read the same words everytime.

just a single I love you is all it takes to kill her inside, all the damn time.

the guilt, pain and fear mixing inside her as she cry to ease the anxiety and uncomfortable feeling filling her system.

and so she shut the device off, afraid to be tempted even more yet the moment she glance at her night table, her photograph together with mark welcomes her, making her cry even more.

we're so happy, she cried. they look so happy together, big smiles painted on their faces and their eyes glinting with love and happiness.

'but everything is just so wrong.'

she loves mark, so much. so much that it hurts. she can't even imagine her future without the guy. every plan she have for the future, mark is always in the picture.

but reality doesn't work that way. her future doesn't have a mark in it, and mark doesn't have her in his future and that is their reality.

so she's trying to stay strong. doing the right thing and ending their once happy and perfect relationship even if it hurts.

a knock eruptted from her door making her avert her gaze to it. wiping her tears away as she try to act normal as possible.

"bukas yan..." she uttered.

and the door slowly creek open, revealing her cousin in his pajamas, hair disheveled, lips pouting.

"... Ate.." he called, voice deep and hoarse as he stride his way inside the room.

"hey, what's up?" she smiled, now sitting in her bed.

as jisung's eyes travel to his cousin's face, he can't help but feel his heart twitch in pain.

jinri looks like in pain, face painted with tiredness, bloodshot eyes confirmed his suspicion. afterall, he's just sleeping next door and jinri's sobs are making him worry.

"you okay?" he asked, still sleepy as he laid down beside his cousin.

jinri smile softly as she nodded in response making jisung snuggle closer to his beloved cousin.

"you're not okay ate jinri." he mumble making jinri chuckle.

"I'am ji."

"but you're crying.." he responded, voice cracking with emotion.

her smile instantly fell, guilt eating her inside. 'it must have bothered him.' she thought. hearing her sobs and cries for the past few days must be tiring.

"I'm sorry this have to happen ate jinri." he uttered, "hindi niyo to' deserve ni mark hyung.." he added, "you guys love each other so much."

as a stray tear fell, she shut her eyes close, hands playing with jisung's dark locks, "but the right thing must be done."

      the day of the so called party finally came. jinri can't help but sigh as she stood in lane, waiting for her turn to order.

jisung was the one who should be in her place but the younger decided to ditch household chores and gone off somewhere.

not that she can stop him.

when her turn came, she immediately gave her order and proceeded on paying for it.

when she finally got a hold of her order, she sigh in relief, tiredness filling her system.

she'd been busy the moment she wake up this morning, preparing for the so called party, helping in the kitchen and such.

and when she turn on her heels, she ended up bumping into a toned familiar chest, the familiar manly perfume hitting her nose making her forehead crease, feeling the sudden beating of her heart.

and there's only one person in this whole wide world that can make her heart beat that fast.

and when she look up, she gulp, meeting that familiar gaze.

mark.

"sorry." he smiled, helping her regain her balance. his warm touch making the butterflies in her stomach to go haywire.

"m.. mark"

"hey love." oh, how jinri miss that sweet voice.

but she stood on her ground, avoiding his loving gaze as she fix her composure.

"sorry." she mumble turning her back on him and immediately head for the exit.

ng makarating siya sa sakayan, she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, as she held to a random railing for support, feeling her knees go weak.

a small encounter is all it takes to make her go crazy, crazy for mark lee.

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