Hate To Love (V's ff)

Chapter 5

He lead me into Taehyung's room. It was empty. Nothing but a photo of a young boy and a woman. It was his mother. She was the sweetest person and...my mother's friend. She has disappeared the day my mother did but then her body was the only found. Dead body.  My mother was reported missing on the same day...It was when-

"What are you doing here? and with this?" He snatched the photo out of my hand. I stayed quiet and noticed he looked behind him. That mysterious guy must be standing there. He sighed and said "Look! Sorry for raising my voice at you but next time don't go through my stuff." I nodded then I heard the door closes. "Look you little bitch, if you dare to not enter this quietly and leave it as it is then I won't speak to you like a decent human but an animal. I guess you understand better now." I kept my eyes widened. The door had closed two seconds ago and he changed his personality. He grabbed my arm harshly and push me to his desk. That hurts. I guess it's the moment to stand up for myself. I pushed him causing him to lose his balance and fall. While he was shocked, I said "What the hell is wrong with you? I am here to tutor you not to get bullied." Then I saw anger in his eyes. Mark was right I should have not stood up for myself. He grabbed my hair but before doing anything the door suddenly opened by a boy younger than us. His eyes widened and ran to me so I closed my eyes. Tears were going to fall because I thought he will help Taehyung. I was wrong. He was helping me to free myself from Taehyung's grip. "Are you crazy? How can you lay a finger on her?"  Taehyung looked at him with cold eyes. He wasn't interested in getting scold.

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The mysterious man turned out to be named Yoongi and he was sitting in front of us as I kept explaining to Taehyung. He refused to let me go and forced Taehyung to apologize after scolding him. He tends to listen to him than to the other boy. After a while, he said he had to leave to cook for lunch. That's when Taehyung grabbed the phone except I placed my hand on his which caused him to flinch. "Get your filthy hand away." I smiled and shock my head. "Then you're asking for your death." He was going to hit me only to stopped when my next words caught his interest. "Let's make a deal." 

"Why would I make a deal with the loser like you?" Did somebody teach him that words can hurt? Maybe worst than psychical abuse.

"Because I hate you and you hate me plus it's very difficult for us to be in the same room let alone speaking to each other."

"Then why are you here?"

"I am doing it for Yoongi." 

"You don't even know him." Dead end. I can't think of anything to say. "But I know Baekhyun." He looked at me confused. Well I can't blame him. It was the dumbest excuse any human could use. "Whatever-"   

"Do you think I care about you or my education? And what if I fucking do, will anything changes?" He wasn't mad when he said that. Well he was angry but that emotion was mixed with sadness. I guess this is how we had to become, Kim Taehyung..."Maybe this deal will. It will satisfy both of us." He stayed quiet and I figured that I need to continue if I wanted to make him accept that deal. "All you have to do is focus on that-" I pointed at the books and notes. "And I will explain everything you need to be explained plus this is our last year in the school, so which means we will not be seeing each other after that." He thought for a moment and then accepted. I glared at him and continued "You won't lay a finger on me. Not even touching a strand of my hair." 

"Okay, I won't." So quick. I thought he will object and beat me up but he actually accepted my conditions. I mouthed a thank you to him and started to explain. 

Third person POV:

They didn't know someone was overhearing every word. Memorizing them as if they will be in his exam tomorrow. The boy smiled and walked downstairs. Happy to deliver the news of making up. Of the first stage of being friends. His older friend was pleased himself with the news. He felt like he did something good to his friend. Get him away from the chaos in his world and leading him to the road of peace. Getting his good heart back from the dead. He didn't know the sadness he was feeling when he looked at her. He wasn't guilty of his actions or was he? No one will know the thoughts that appear every now and then when she gives him a break. He noticed she gave him lots of break but could he blame her? He was the one who was zoning out only to remember their smiles. To remember when everything was fine. Those days are his reality and escape which his older friends disapprove. Moving on wasn't an option or even a requirement. It was simply nothing to him. Moving on was lie. Something he learned from the days when his father was drunk. Those nights were his nightmares and her face was his dream but not even the girl beside him could know that. It was the only secret he was hiding from every human. It was bold of him to assume he was the only one when she was sitting next to him sharing the same thoughts. The only man she can think of as she thought he will protect her until she dies. The man who married again out of love but his loyal wife didn't even care when he did. Before another minute which makes them know they have to continue...They thought of the people they left. Would they bother to notice they have left? Would anyone bother to notice they have left...?