Only You Can Hear
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,261
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
V
Chapter 5
That evening, right after I finished doing my homeworks and other tasks, I immediately went to Yun Ho's place to show him the piece of note, which contained words of love between his nasty girlfriend and our school's beloved editor-in-chief.
"Please tell me you don't know about this"¦" I said, as I handed him the paper and an air of bafflement cast his face at once. It seemed like lightning struck my best friend and I was the only one who around who could salvage him from electrocution.
After minutes of silence"¦ "Why are you doing this?? What in the ###### world got into your head??" inquired he, while he sat on his favorite antique plush chaind lnd looked me straight in the eyes. His voice was low and flat; he sounded serious.
I was greatly taken aback by his reaction for I thought he'd go ballistic the moment he lays eyes on it. But no, his gaze at me was fierce like an animal, his expression inscrutable. It was as if he swallowed a concoction of anger, disgust, disappointment and gloom blended together, which made me so scared that for a moment, I felt like I was to pass out.
"Are you that sick you'd make up stories like these!?!? ###### it, Kim Jae Joong, how could you?!?!" He stood up, crumpled and threw the paper, half-screaming and so mad, I knew it took him a lot of control not to punch me. And the fact that he used my real name"¦
Cry. That's what my guts told me to do. But to cry then was to acknowledge an act that I did not do. So I restrained my emotions and stared at him in return, with the same intense look, gearing up for some verbal war.
"Is that what you think of me, huh!??! Some jealous bastard who has nothing better to do than throw mud on some whore's face?!?!" We were standing so close to each other that the fury radiating from his body was passing on to me and I became more and more frustrated by the minute"¦ Even I was in disbelief that I called She-jin a whore aloud in front of Yun Ho. But I had to be firm.
"So, 14 years mean nothing to you now??? Is that it??? Seems like I've been wrong all these years thinking you're one brave guy"¦ You know your girlfriend's fooling around and yet you do nothing!!!" And I knew very well why"¦ because his pride was brimming and to admit that he chose the wrong person was a blow to his ego. I yelled to his face, stressing the last line.
I didn't care if he would physically hurt me. If he would toss me to the floor or bang my head to the wall. Maybe all the pent up emotions I hid, the jealousy, the feeling of abandonment, came bursting out that instance like fizz spewing off a shaken champagne bottle. But what he did next still puzzles me to this very day...
"Get out." he impassively spoke, after what appeared like an eternity, pointing to his door. He stood there, red and shaking, obvious that he was hurt and enraged by the words that I said.
"Get out of my room. Now."
I licked my lips and composed myself first before I was able to move my feet, trying so hard not to look a bit surprised. A few second after I banged the door, I instantly heard him scream like a mad man, his voice full of wrath"¦ even inside my own room, I could still make out the bashing of things next door, that I felt so miserable, so guilty, I cried myself to sleep"¦
That evening, right after I finished doing my homeworks and other tasks, I immediately went to Yun Ho's place to show him the piece of note, which contained words of love between his nasty girlfriend and our school's beloved editor-in-chief.
"Please tell me you don't know about this"¦" I said, as I handed him the paper and an air of bafflement cast his face at once. It seemed like lightning struck my best friend and I was the only one who around who could salvage him from electrocution.
After minutes of silence"¦ "Why are you doing this?? What in the ###### world got into your head??" inquired he, while he sat on his favorite antique plush chaind lnd looked me straight in the eyes. His voice was low and flat; he sounded serious.
I was greatly taken aback by his reaction for I thought he'd go ballistic the moment he lays eyes on it. But no, his gaze at me was fierce like an animal, his expression inscrutable. It was as if he swallowed a concoction of anger, disgust, disappointment and gloom blended together, which made me so scared that for a moment, I felt like I was to pass out.
"Are you that sick you'd make up stories like these!?!? ###### it, Kim Jae Joong, how could you?!?!" He stood up, crumpled and threw the paper, half-screaming and so mad, I knew it took him a lot of control not to punch me. And the fact that he used my real name"¦
Cry. That's what my guts told me to do. But to cry then was to acknowledge an act that I did not do. So I restrained my emotions and stared at him in return, with the same intense look, gearing up for some verbal war.
"Is that what you think of me, huh!??! Some jealous bastard who has nothing better to do than throw mud on some whore's face?!?!" We were standing so close to each other that the fury radiating from his body was passing on to me and I became more and more frustrated by the minute"¦ Even I was in disbelief that I called She-jin a whore aloud in front of Yun Ho. But I had to be firm.
"So, 14 years mean nothing to you now??? Is that it??? Seems like I've been wrong all these years thinking you're one brave guy"¦ You know your girlfriend's fooling around and yet you do nothing!!!" And I knew very well why"¦ because his pride was brimming and to admit that he chose the wrong person was a blow to his ego. I yelled to his face, stressing the last line.
I didn't care if he would physically hurt me. If he would toss me to the floor or bang my head to the wall. Maybe all the pent up emotions I hid, the jealousy, the feeling of abandonment, came bursting out that instance like fizz spewing off a shaken champagne bottle. But what he did next still puzzles me to this very day...
"Get out." he impassively spoke, after what appeared like an eternity, pointing to his door. He stood there, red and shaking, obvious that he was hurt and enraged by the words that I said.
"Get out of my room. Now."
I licked my lips and composed myself first before I was able to move my feet, trying so hard not to look a bit surprised. A few second after I banged the door, I instantly heard him scream like a mad man, his voice full of wrath"¦ even inside my own room, I could still make out the bashing of things next door, that I felt so miserable, so guilty, I cried myself to sleep"¦