"I'm giving you until the Junmyeon hyung's wedding day. If you'll not gonna break up with him, I'll make sure he'll be the one to dump you."
"Jerk! That's not gonna happen. I'm not gonna marry you, come hell or high water!"
"Let's see."
He walked closer to me and wipe something below my lips. I'm guessing that it's a smudge from my lipstick.
"I can't believe how I still want that body after five freaking years. You just wait, I'll be sure to have that again." He smirked and left.
I felt drained more than ever. How could he singlehandedly turn my world upside down? Not just once, but twice. And I’m so stupid for giving in to all his advances. I have made myself strong, so that when we met again, I’ll be able to withstand him. I guess five years wasn’t enough to fully equip myself from him.
I leaned on the same wall where we did that “thing”. I felt tired and hopeless. He was like a ghost, a blast from my past.
“I’ll marry you…” I can still hear his words in my head. I’m not gonna lie, but my heart skipped a beat when said those three words. If only his intentions were pure and that he loves me, it would’ve been perfect. But I know why he’s doing this. And the reason is far from love.
He wants me back for some sort of egoistic revenge. He still believes in those lies from five years ago, and having me back gives him sort of power over me, the one who broke his heart. And I will not let him do that.
He wasn’t the only who suffered in this thing called love. I also did. I suffered more. I am innocent of everything they accused me and yet the whole village hated me. I am not a wicked bitch but few of my so called friends despised me. I am not a home wrecker but was branded as one. I have given my body to the only man I loved and yet he still believed that I am a slut and a gold-digger and he even left me and called me disgusting.
If he was hurt, I lost everything because of what happened. I lost my friends, my only love and I almost lost myself.
And now that I am starting to rebuild myself, finally regaining the confidence that I have lost, he’s coming back with the same knife that he used to stab me five years ago. And I am so stupid to let him get the better of me.
I was sobbing yet again. I’m surprised that I still have tears left. I cried my heart out while the party in the Villa continued. The loud sounds in the Villa drowned my every sob and wail. That’s what it has always been. Not being heard and seen is not new to me anymore. That’s alright, at least, I have myself. And Lawrence.
Speaking of that guy, he might be looking for me now. So I wiped my tears and tried to fix myself and went back to the Villa. Everyone seems to be enjoying the night with drinks on the side, including Lawrence. So I carefully walked at the sidelines so that no one would notice me. Thankfully, their attention was on the couple on the dance floor so I made it back to the house safely without a single soul noticing me.
“Where have you been?” Said the voice on my back. I continued inserting the key as if I did not hear him. But when I was about to enter the room, he grabbed me on my arm and made me turn around.
“I’m asking you. I was here for more than twenty minutes.”
“I partied with them.”
“Liar.”
“Stop this, please.”
“Did you cry again?” All of a sudden, his voice and face soften. This is the face of the man I loved.
“W-why would I? I have no more tears left. So please spare me from your rudeness tonight.” I said almost begging.
I heard him sigh.
