Stop insulting me and get out of my life!" I yelled and opened the door to leave.
"Wait!"
I ran fast only to bump into someone. It was Lawrence.
"Hey, where have you been? I've been looking for you everywhe-" His eyes fly to someone at my back and then back to me again. "Don't tell me, you were in his room?"
I froze.
"I... I"
How can I tell him the truth when I could almost see disappointment in his eyes? Baekhyun on the other hand, leaned on the wall and put his arms across his chest. I even caught him grinning. He's enjoying my misery, I swear.
"Let's talk later, hmm?" I said.
"Alright."
"Why not talk now? So that you can lie that you've been in my room, and we were ki--"
"Shut up!" I shouted.
"What's going on here? Is everything okay?"
I almost cursed when Junmyeon showed up with his beautiful wife. Oh, crap!
Lawrence gave me a deadly glare. This guy is a sucker when it comes to being professional.
"Nothing's wrong. We're just chatting." Baekhyun said while still leaning on the wall.
"Alright. Let's finish the shoot early so that you guys can enjoy Villa Catalina." He said and he turned to look at Baekhyun. "Hey, can you come with us? We'll show you something." Junmyeon said.
I can see from Baekhyun's eyes that he doesn't want to leave yet but Junmyeon is waiting for him.
"Alright." He answered. I thought he'd finally leave us in peace, but I was wrong. He stopped walking and leaned a little closer to me. "My offer is still open, just name your price. I'll be more than willing to be the youngest sugar daddy in town." He whispered and left me feeling more drained than ever.
"Damn you!" I hissed.
He smirked and walked away.
My eyes started to water. He is really the worst. My heart was so crushed since the day we met again. How I wish I just refused this project the moment I saw Junmyeon. I can't believe that I'll be back to crying after all these years.
"Why were you--"
"Not now Lawrence, please..."
"Why not? What happened and oh, why are you crying?"
"I said not now!" I hissed and ran away from him.
I went inside my room and cried my heart out. I must be crazy for enjoying that kiss that we shared a while ago and for letting Baekhyun insult every inch of my being whenever he feels like it. I am not a whore, a gold-digger and a slut. But why can't I stand up for my damn self? And it frustrates the hell out of me.
I heard Lawrence knocking on my door. As much as I want to continue crying, there are things that I need to do first, the reason why I am here--Junmyeon's wedding.
"I'll just fix myself. I'll be there in five minutes, promise." I said without opening the door.
"Can you open the door?" He said with the softest voice.
I opened the door and let Lawrence in my room.
"Why?" I asked without looking at him.
"What why? What happened? Look at you, you're crying again. You were like the girl from five years ago. The one who has her head lowered every time because her eyes are swollen from crying."
