Status: ғɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ / 2ɴᴅ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴜɴғɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ
"can you stay with me?" she bit her lip
"what did you say?" he asked
"stay with me...please?" she said looking at him
In which a girl feels lonely and asks a boy to stay with her until she feels better.
What wi...
ᴍɪɴʜᴀ took a screenshot of Hyunjin's picture on instagram and cropped it out. She connected her phone to her printer and pressed on Hyunjin's picture.
Once she got the picture she took tape and put it on the back of the picture. She smiled as she grabbed the paper and walked toward her pillow. She pressed the paper on and looked at the pillow.
"PIECE OF SHIT!" She yelled as she starting punching the pillow. She threw it at her closet and picked it up and threw it down. She kicked at it, "I'M YOURS? MY ASS YOU CAN GO OUT THE FUCKING WINDOW PIECE OF SHIT!"
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Hyunjin sneezed and wiped his nose with a towel, "is someone talking shit about me?" He shrugged and continued watching tv.
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Minha grabbed the pillow and opened her window. Just as she was about to throw it out, "oh no thats littering.."
She closed the window and threw it at her wall aggressively.
"You're mine. Nobody can have you."
"Hah no," she blushed in embarrassment and pushed him away and continued to look out the window, coldly. The rest of the car ride was quiet and awkward.
"OH GO TO HELL!" She screamed as she ripped her pillow apart. Out of nowhere, tears ran out of her eyes while feathers flew everywhere.
"T-that was my favorite pillow.." she cried and ripped hyunjin's face off her pillow.
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Minha woke up and rubbed her eyes. She checked the time. It was 9am on a Sunday. She got up and brushed her teeth and continued on with her day. "Maybe I should visit them," she suggested to herself.
Minha quickly dressed herself up into a pair of black jeans and a white blouse. She looked much older than her age because her maturity. Well...atleast people thinks she's mature.
She got onto a bus and stopped at a flower shop. The bouquets were beautiful and she wanted to pick the best one. Minha smiled at the worker and picked one, "can I have this one?"
The worker bowed and apologized, "sorry someone already ordered this and we have no more in stock." Minha nodded and started thinking, nobody ever bought that except her how could it possibly sell out?
A man walked through the door with a smile, "hello I'm here to pick up my order!" Minha looked toward the door. He seemed familiar but she shrugged it off. Minha pulled out her phone and took a photo of the flowers.
The worker grabbed the flowers she was looking at and gave it to the man. "Here you are sir," the worker said as she gave the man his flowers.
The man bowed and said, "ah thank you very much!" He then left after paying and stole a glance at Minha who was looking at her phone.
"We meet again," he mumbled to himself and left.
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Minha grabbed a bouquet of lilies and paid for them quickly. She got into the taxi she got quickly and arrived at the graveyard. She looked around and saw her parents' grave.
Minha walked to their grave and placed down the bouquet. "How have you guys been?" She asked. "Right you guys can't answer," she chuckled to herself, "I've met someone recently and I don't think I can trust him." She sighed and bent down.
"I really miss you guys," she said sadly. "I never knew growing up without parents could be harder than expected. I guess I should be glad I was raised well until you guys passed," she chuckled.
"I wish I could hug you guys and you guys could tell me what is wrong and what is right," a tear came from her eye and she quickly wiped it. "It was so nice when I had you guys. I still miss you guys a lot so just wait okay? One day I'll go up there. I will go up there one day and show you the man of my dreams," she smiled.
Minha didn't mean anything like hurting herself, but just that she wanted to see her parents, once more. She got up and smiled, "I love you guys." She then walked away, leaving the lilies on their grave.
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Minha arrived home and placed her bag down. She looked at the table. A bouquet, a bouquet of chrysanthemums. It was the bouquet she was going to bring to her parents. She looked around, scared.
"Somebody came here," she mumbled to herself nervously. Minha ran around the house looking at all the places somebody could hide and found nothing.
Minha grabbed the bouquet and started shaking. She grabbed a paper that poked in the flowers. "Chrysanthemums, they symbolize death. ♡" Minha dropped the bouquet and the paper.
Tears dropped from her eyes unknowingly and she fell. She fell back and pushed herself against the wall. All she could do was cry. She cried as she shook. It was a nightmare. She kept shaking her head, "No..noo..noo," she mumbled, denying what she saw. She felt as if she couldn't even breathe.
