A young girl with a big company and empty heart . A young boy with nothing and a full heart. After you inherit your parents company , you are left siting in the lap of luxury but are all alone . After a bad night you are saved by a handsome man who...
( Jungkook P.O.V ) By the time we get into the car my head is pounding . I place my hands in my lap to try to refrain from dirtying the car of the blood on my hands . The car begins the move and I close my eyes . Two minutes pass in silence and I open my eyes and look down to my lap . I see the blood and my stomach turns. "Are you sure you're going to be ok?" She asks . " I think I just need air." I respond . The car comes to a stop at the corner of the road. "Get out" she says unlocking the door and walking around the car to open his door . "What? Why?" I ask . She pulls me out of the car and stands beside me . "What are we doing?" I ask standing facing a beautiful view of Seoul
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. "You needed air and the view here is great." I place my hands on the road safety fence, then look down remembering that i still have blood on my hands. I carefully lift my hands and blood stains mark were my hand were. My stomach feels like it's trying to kill me. "You look really pale , please just tell me whats wrong so i can help." She worriedly says. "If i tell her it's because the blood she will think i'm weak ". I look into her eyes and see noting but worry, " If i don't do something i might throw up then it will make this a whole lot worse. "B-blood." I stutter trying to catch my breath. "blood?" she says confused. It's nothing but silence between us for a moment , then she looks down at my hands and runs to her car. when she returns she is holding a white spring dress with lace accents.I forget for a moment everything that is happening and picture her wearing the dress. The beautiful girl with the sun kissed skin and star dust freckles in the white dress smiling.
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The the sound of ripping material brings me back to reality. She rips the end of the dress , then pours a bottle of water onto my hands then uses her white dress the clean my hands of the blood. I don't say anything , I can't say anything. No girl i know would ever do anything like this for me especially if it was me or their dress. " gomabseubnida" ( Thank you - 고맙습니다 ) I finally say. She smiles at me sweetly then throws the ripped and blood stained dress in a near by garbage can. "Why would you use your dress?" I ask her. "Because i needed something to wipe your hands clean." She gives me a look that i can tell clearly means "DUH". "But it was your dress and you ruined it". I watch as her expression turns sad. "Its just a dress, nothing but fabric and tread, you needed help and that dress is just a "thing" were as you are a person with feelings and a heart beat".
