“What’s wrong…?”
I darted my gaze towards the voice and got welcomed by a worried expression plastered on my best friend’s face… my brows knitted before I averted my gaze again… hugged my knees as I tried to occupy my thoughts with the variety show that’s been playing in the television… tried to laugh together with the actors of the show but failed to do so as this uneasiness inside me kept on bothering me…
Just then my attention shifted towards the hand that touched my arm… I looked back at Bom and still saw that worried expression on her face.
“If you won’t tell me what’s wrong, I wouldn’t know… you’re making me worried Dara-ah…”
I looked at her for a while, battling to myself if I should tell her what happened… yet deep inside I want to at least let out everything… I’m not a person who can easily hide everything inside… I need to at least tell someone, and Bom has been there for me my whole life… listening and helping me to every of my problem… and I’m sure she could also help me with what I’ve been going through right now.
“Bommie-ah… I feel so scared…”
My voice shook a bit… tears started to sting my eyes as once again the memories of that ‘night’ came flashing back inside my mind…
Bom immediately pulled both of my arms towards her to make me face her… I set my gaze down on her lap as she reached for me and caressed the side of my head…
“Why, what’s wrong…? What happened…?”
I bit my lower lip, restraining myself from crying…
“That night… I had been so careless… I shouldn’t have drunk a lot… that night in the bar… someone took me… I can’t remember everything… I just woke up the next morning I was inside a hotel… I was naked… my body hurt a lot… I don’t know what to do…”
That’s when I broke out into tears… I can’t believe it’s really happening to me…not to man I don’t even know… not when I have a fiancé… not when my wedding is near… I can’t believe that until now I could still feel that man’s warmth lingering against my skin… I can still hear myself letting out those shameful sounds of pleasure… how could I let him… and especially myself to let everything happened so easily…?
Bom immediately took me in her arms… caressing my back to make me calm…
“Sssh… Dara-ah… it’s okay dear…”
I trembled and cried for a while… finding the comfort I was looking for in my friend’s arms… and soon, when I was a bit calm, I pulled out from our hug…
Bom reached for my face and helped me wiped off my tears…
“Oh God Dara-ah… this is my fault… I should’ve looked out for you…”
She said alarmingly but I shook my head no… if there’s someone at fault, it was me…
“No… I was just scared… what if Minho knows about this… it should have been him and not some guy I met at the bar… I was so careless…”
Bom grasped my hands and held it tightly…
“Don’t blame yourself… you were supposed to enjoy that night… you were drunk… you and I will not tell this to Minho… no one will know about this but only us… arasso… that guy… were you able to see him again that morning…?”
I shook my head no and was grateful that I woke up alone for I don’t know what worse will happen to me if I found myself waking up in that man’s arms…
“There… it’s just a simple one night stand Dara… you will never get to see him again… don’t be scared… losing your virginity to someone won’t make us see you less and won’t make Minho love you less… just think about your upcoming wedding… forget about what happened that night…”
She smiled at me before she pulled me again towards her and let me lean my head on her shoulder as she began caressing my head…
“But…”
I gasped as I remembered something… that note… how could I forget about it… what does he mean by that note…?
“What..?” Bom looked down at me as she continued to caress my head…
It took me a while but in the end, I shook my head no… Bom’s right… I will never see that guy again… I shouldn’t worry too much… I just need to forget about everything that happened that night and move on…
“Everything will be alright Dara-ah… we’ll be always here for you…”
And finally I was able to let out a slight smile… snuggling to my best friend, I closed my eyes as comfort slowly eased me…
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Telling it to Bom definitely made me feel better… yet I still preferred to just stay at my pad for the whole week… she would accompany whenever she had the time…and I was bit sad that Minho couldn’t come but I understand very well that he was currently busy… at least he didn’t forget to call and check on me sometimes… but still I can’t help but feel a little guilty whenever I get to talk to him… for no matter how I try to forget, the fact that he will never be my first would always brush my mind.
“Hon… Jiyong will arrive later… do you want to come with me to pick him up…?”
I felt my heart tumbled a bit by the mention of Jiyong’s name… and I quickly scolded myself for once again thinking oddly about my future brother-in-law…
Surely I missed him… it’s been five years that I last see him… he never visited during his breaks… never contacted me again… he had always been the quiet one, totally the opposite of his brother… but maybe it’s because of the fact that Jiyong’s not really a member of the Lee family… that the death of his real parents had put a great mark in him… I tried to open him up especially when I became his brother’s girlfriend… there’s just something in him that I want to know more… but he remained shy and would always just keep to himself…
But despite his silence… he was brilliant guy… best at everything he does… I’ve always thought he will be successful in the future… and when that scholarship came to him, I think I was the happiest one for him…
And now… knowing that he’ll be here soon… how could I be feeling this way…? For instead of being excited about it… I can’t help but to feel a little agitated about it… why do I always think of Jiyong whenever I remember that guy…?
I shook my head again… I’m just thinking too much…
“Sure… I’ll go with you…” I managed to sound excited the way I should feel…
“So I’ll pick you up later after lunch… I just need to finish these things first… and I want to see you… I haven’t seen you this past week… I missed you…”
I couldn’t help but to smile… he just never fails to flutter my heart…
“I missed you too oppa… don’t overwork yourself… eat your lunch arasso… see you later…”
I heard him laugh at the other line before telling me that he needed to go…
I sighed as soon as we hanged up… I placed my palm against my chest and felt that my heart was still pounding so fast…
‘What’s happening with me…?’
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I stood before the mirror of my bathroom… caught in a daze for a while as I watched my reflection… clear marks were still scattered around my body… some were already gone… but still there were a lot that remained, especially around my neck… I have tried scrubbing myself for the past week… stupidly hoping that the marks would disappear yet they didn’t…
I bit on my lower lip… my brows furrowed and hands curled into fist before I reached for my make-up… I needed to cover these marks… it would be greatly dangerous if Minho would see them…
And I spent almost two hours; covering… checking myself thoroughly if I had missed a mark… until now I’m still feeling so paranoid about going out without anyone knowing what happened to me that night…
And I tried to smile in front of the mirror once I am done preparing myself to go out… hiding the growing uneasiness inside me…
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“Are you okay…?”
Minho’s voice woke me up from my trance… I blinked my eyes and shifted my gaze towards the window of his car only to realize that we’re already outside the airport…
I turned back to him and saw a confused look on his face…
“You were quiet the whole ride… is there something wrong…?”
My eyes widen as I immediately waved my hands in front of me…
“No… I’m fine… I’m just worried that Jiyong might not remember me anymore…”
He looked at me for a while… before he tore his gaze away as he let out a light chuckle…
“Come on… maybe he’s already here…”
I quickly followed him out… he immediately wrapped his arm around my shoulders as we headed inside the airport…
“Wait here for a sec… I’ll find him…”
I nodded and waited at one corner as Minho went to the arrival area…
I was looking around the crowded airport… pouting my lips for Minho’s taking a while when my gaze suddenly fell on someone in particular…
My lips parted as I heard myself let out a gasp… my eyes slowly widen and suddenly I began to hear the fast beatings going on inside my chest…
In the middle of the crowded place... a man with a dark hair, clad in all black and eyes were covered behind those shades he’s wearing… making him look cold was slowly tracking his way towards me...a bag was hanging on his arm as he was pulling on his other luggage with his other hand…
I was glued on my spot as well as I can’t take my eyes away from him… and for a second, it didn’t escape my eyes that slight smile formed on the side of his lips as he continued his way towards me…
And as the distance between us slowly lessened… I soon recognized him…
But before my mind completely process who he is… he was already standing in front of me… still wearing that unreadable smile on his face…
I could only look at him… quite stunned and wondering if he’s really the man I know he was… and I was at lost of words… he took the silence that enveloped us a moment for him to continuously look at me… that was, as far as I know he was doing… if only I could see his eyes behind those shades he was wearing…
‘What’s happening with me…?’
I kept asking myself… my voice was too caught up inside my throat… and this pounding inside my chest won’t stop… just then… I saw his smile grew wider… and that gave me shivers right up to my spine… and as soon I heard him spoke… I thought my insides would burn and my heart would finally jump out from my chest…
“Did you miss me…?” It came out more of like a whisper as he tilted his head a bit to the side…
That deep husky voice…
No… he couldn’t be… he’s Kwon Jiyong… my future brother-in-law… he couldn’t be that ‘man’…
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