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A story about a girl that finally finds the will to live after years of being tormented by her ruthless past, just to have it reach to her once more, coming back with the same intensity of cruelty and terror and once again erasing her just bui...
° ° ° . . . I wish I had monopoly over your mind, I wish I didn't care all the time. . .
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CHAPTER 28 —————
Unusual and against my liking, when I woke up from an afternoon nap after a long day at school and walked lazily downstairs, I found a certain blue eyed guy that shouldn't have been there inside the living room.
His two best friends were right there as well. Jaemin, Jeno and Renjun were sitting on the L-shaped oat coloured couch while most of the members of the household were gathered around occupying the sofa and the armchair as well. I wasn't interested in the conversation going on even though it seemed something serious and usually I was always curious about literally anything and often suffered because of my own overly curious self.
Besides the seriousness of the atmosphere, Jaemin didn't seem to be as focused as he probably should have been. He was focused on me, following me with his blue eyes while I walked my way through the living room trying to stay as unnoticed as possible which was an evident fail at the end. I was clearly more interesting for him than whatever lecture the leader was holding.
Ignoring the three guests– which probably weren't here just to kill time, I walked towards the kitchen where I was headed to before. I needed coffee to wake myself up from the few hours nap that was far from enough to keep me going, I planned on making an Americano for myself, but instead, a half emptied bottle of vodka standing on top of the island counter caught my attention.
Alcohol wasn't really going to help me awaken fully, it could only increase my sleepiness, but I grabbed the bottle anyways and took a sip before walking back through the wide living room with an intention to head back to my room with the drink, though I didn't make it.
My name was called sternly and coldly stopping me from walking further away from the group of people. Obviously, ever since I returned from school, no one noticed my downfall mood and I liked it that way. Though I wasn't sure if I was see-through anyway, I was cold and distant from everyone in the house for ages so it was nothing strange for me to look down or moody. Either way I was sure the crimson haired man wasn't calling me to ask how my day was.
I spun around, totally aware of the fact that I couldn't ignore him even if I wanted to. He was inevitable. He was always on the edge of killing me and his menacing glares did make me feel scared whenever I caught his mad eyes. They were stormy, always, unpredictable as well, his mood swings weren't something people wanted to mess with.
"Yes?" I mumbled questionably and obeyed as he made a hand gesture for me to walk closer and join the group. I sat beside Jaehyun, feeling the most comfortable with him at the moment. It's not like I had other choice either, the only free space was that one– on the couch opposite of the L-shaped which means Jaemin was straight in front of me.
