It Hurt
Pairing : Chance Kim / you, Peter Hyun
Genre : Fanfiction Romance, PG,Angst
Summary : You thought you can let go... You thought it won't hurt you... But...
Previous Part :
What Love Is
Or you can find the BETTER version here What Love Is - Re-written
And the sequel Doubtful Heart
I sobbed there and then, giving up to my emotion for a while. Letting go all the emotions I had kept in my heart for too long. It hurt. It hurt so much.
Then I felt someone crouched in front of me and a strong hand touched my right shoulder. Surprisingly gently. He asked me, worriedly. “Hey. What’s wrong?”
I tilted my head up, eyes blurred with tears, but then I realized who it was.
“Chance.” I managed to say.
He looked at me in the eyes, searching for an answer. I only shook my head, didn’t answer. Couldn’t answer. My tears were running even harder. He didn’t ask for more and pulled me to his arms, rubbing my back smoothly.
“It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.” He whispered in my ear.
I drowned my face further in his embrace and I sobbed even harder.
It was until few moments after where, Peter came into the kitchen and asked what’s going on.
“It’s nothing.” Chance answered for me, since I didn’t dare to lift my face. “She just cut her finger, and she was just a big crybaby. ” He laughed.
“Really? Is it okay? Should we go to the doctor or something?” I clutched his shirt tightly and didn’t want to let go, fisting my hands on his chest, hoping that he got my message.
“No, no… She doesn’t need to. Actually the bleeding’s already stopped; she’s just a little…startled.” Chance squeezed my palm for a bit. I silently prayed for Peter to leave the house.
“Are you sure?”
I nodded. Which was kinda awkward since my face was still buried.
It took him a while to finally leave. I let go the clutch and distanced myself from Chance.
“Sorry.” I croaked. My voice barely heard as a whisper.
He put a bit distance and looked at me in the eyes, “care to tell me what’s going on? Did he do this to you?”
“No,no…” I quickly shook my head. “He didn’t do anything. It’s just that…” I paused for a hair breath “… I knew that he’s getting married. I already knew it since forever. But then, realization just hit me now that this is the end for me. He’s finally gone and there’s nothing to stop him from going… and… and it hurt.”
I started sobbing all over again. Chance pulled me into his arms one more time and didn’t say anything.
“I was late, Chance… and I don’t know how to feel right now… I disappointed myself and I feel like I want to crawl and die…”
“Sshhh…”
That evening I sat on a cold tiled kitchen floor with Chance stayed with me all night. Sobbing and crying my heart out until I felt exhausted.
It was a lie if I said I was okay. And even more a lie if I said I was feeling better by crying my eyes all night. It was not better. Nothing’s better at all. It still hurt. Hell, it still did.
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A/N : This is very very short, since I don't know what else to write. LOL....
Genre : Fanfiction Romance, PG,Angst
Summary : You thought you can let go... You thought it won't hurt you... But...
Previous Part :
What Love Is
Or you can find the BETTER version here What Love Is - Re-written
And the sequel Doubtful Heart
I sobbed there and then, giving up to my emotion for a while. Letting go all the emotions I had kept in my heart for too long. It hurt. It hurt so much.
Then I felt someone crouched in front of me and a strong hand touched my right shoulder. Surprisingly gently. He asked me, worriedly. “Hey. What’s wrong?”
I tilted my head up, eyes blurred with tears, but then I realized who it was.
“Chance.” I managed to say.
He looked at me in the eyes, searching for an answer. I only shook my head, didn’t answer. Couldn’t answer. My tears were running even harder. He didn’t ask for more and pulled me to his arms, rubbing my back smoothly.
“It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.” He whispered in my ear.
I drowned my face further in his embrace and I sobbed even harder.
It was until few moments after where, Peter came into the kitchen and asked what’s going on.
“It’s nothing.” Chance answered for me, since I didn’t dare to lift my face. “She just cut her finger, and she was just a big crybaby. ” He laughed.
“Really? Is it okay? Should we go to the doctor or something?” I clutched his shirt tightly and didn’t want to let go, fisting my hands on his chest, hoping that he got my message.
“No, no… She doesn’t need to. Actually the bleeding’s already stopped; she’s just a little…startled.” Chance squeezed my palm for a bit. I silently prayed for Peter to leave the house.
“Are you sure?”
I nodded. Which was kinda awkward since my face was still buried.
It took him a while to finally leave. I let go the clutch and distanced myself from Chance.
“Sorry.” I croaked. My voice barely heard as a whisper.
He put a bit distance and looked at me in the eyes, “care to tell me what’s going on? Did he do this to you?”
“No,no…” I quickly shook my head. “He didn’t do anything. It’s just that…” I paused for a hair breath “… I knew that he’s getting married. I already knew it since forever. But then, realization just hit me now that this is the end for me. He’s finally gone and there’s nothing to stop him from going… and… and it hurt.”
I started sobbing all over again. Chance pulled me into his arms one more time and didn’t say anything.
“I was late, Chance… and I don’t know how to feel right now… I disappointed myself and I feel like I want to crawl and die…”
“Sshhh…”
That evening I sat on a cold tiled kitchen floor with Chance stayed with me all night. Sobbing and crying my heart out until I felt exhausted.
It was a lie if I said I was okay. And even more a lie if I said I was feeling better by crying my eyes all night. It was not better. Nothing’s better at all. It still hurt. Hell, it still did.
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A/N : This is very very short, since I don't know what else to write. LOL....