Inked

Chapter 33

SORA'S POV

He really left like that. He has not changed at all. Still so inconsiderate, so rash. Tears pricked my eyes and I sank down on the couch. It's not that I am insensitive to his words that I would be taking whatever he speaks.

My phone beeped again and yet another stupid person, wasting their fucking time in pulling me down. The bar is already on the ground, they better bring shovels.

Unknown:
Bitch, you really deserve to die.
You fucking made Yoongi oppa
carry your bags? You gold digger!

Me:
You'd bring me so much joy
as soon as you stop texting me.

Unknown:
I hope your parents realise
the mistake they made.

Me:
Aren't you being too personal?
How dare you speak about
my parents?

Unknown:
Why? You yourself regret
your resentful life, don't you?

Me:
Everyone has the right to be
stupid once in a while. But you
seriously are abusing the
privilege.

Unknown:
If you were to be graded on
your wrongs, you'll top the class.

Me:
Hard luck, I still used to top when
we were graded on our rights.

Sorry that you can't relate.

Unknown:
You really are as resentful as
I thought u would be. Bitch!!!

Me:
Yes. I am a bitch, but not yours.
So, please leave me alone.

What am I even doing? Battling with some stranger? But how dare they speak about my parents when they don't know shit about me?

Why are people so insensitive? Why is my soulmate the most insensitive human being? Why doesn't he realise that he hurts me everytime he's like this?

I threw the phone on the couch itself. It was beeping like anything. Am I so abominable?

The vibration was irking me, so I just muted it. Now what should I do, sit and wait for someone to acknowledge their mistake? I am not even sure that he would accept his fault. He never does.

"I am protecting you," I imitated him. I fucking am capable of protecting myself. I don't need his protection. He wasn't there for me when I went through the hardest times in my life, I bore it all alone. He thinks I am weak! I am the fuck not!

Then why am I crying?

I wiped off my tears but it wasn't in my control. I was angry, hurt and... Scared. He left me all alone in a stranded house, in a new city. This was the time he could have been considerate, but nothing's bigger than his fucking ego.

I glanced at the wall clock, it's eight already. I am not staying here anymore.

I sighed and picked up my phone, and instantly there was a call from Mi Unnie. I sniffled and composed myself before taking the call.

[Hello?]

[Yeah?]

[Oh hey Sora. You left your
sling bag here. It's with me. ]

[It's fine, just throw it or
give it to someone.]

[Oh please. It has the best
shade of pink lipstick. I couldn't
find that shade even after going
through numerous stalls.]

[Yeah right? I found it online.
I'll send you the link.]

[You're totally best friend
material for that.]