Closet Bad Boy

22

Alone

The next thing I know, it's already nightfall and someone is knocking on the door. Could that be Jiyong?

I straightened myself and went to open the door but as my fingers touched the knob, I heard a female voice saying, "Miss Dara, dinner is ready."

"I- I'll be right down." I went to the bathroom to clean up and change my clothes. I didn't bother to put bandages on my cuts because I can't find one and don't want to bother the help to get some for me.

Once I'm presentable, I went down to the dinning room expecting Jiyong to already be there. I felt a wave of disappointment  when I found no one in the room. A middle-aged maid entered carrying a tray, "Excuse me. Um, have you seen Jiyong?"

"The young master already left for Seoul this afternoon. He was acting very unusual and didn't even remember to bring his bags with him."

"Oh.."

He left me in this island? I don't see any point in staying here any further. I just want to see him right now and explain myself.

"Is there something wrong, miss?"

"N-nothing. Can you make arrangements for someone to drop me off the airport?" The maid looked momentarily taken aback "But I thought you'll be staying here for a few days?"

"I'm really sorry but I just need to go back to Seoul." I looked at her pleadingly and after a while I heard her sigh, "Okay, miss, I pwill call the driver." She gave me a motherly smile and despite my situation, I couldn't help but smile back.

I arrived at Seoul past midnight and used my cellphone to track Jiyong. I'm really tired and a bit dizzy but I need to talk to him or at least check if he's safe.

Huh? He's in a club? It's almost 3 am. I couldn't help but fidget a little. Is he okay? I have so many questions. My headache is worsening. Even though I'm on edge, I'm confident I won't see him with a girl. I know he would never do that to me. He must be so drunk, he can't go home.

When I entered the bar, I remembered that I won't be able to help him that much because of my night blindness. How stupid, Dara. How can I find him?! Should I call Bom? But then she's probably sleeping right now. I stood there not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, one of the strobe lights flicker at the bar for a second and I was able to see Jiyong. He's sitting on a high stool drinking alone. I sigh in relief. I'm right! He won't cheat on me. He's just mad.

I made my way to him silently cursing myself for bringing my heavy luggage. He was about to drink but his hand froze in midair when he saw me. I walked closer to him nervously, "Ji..."

"What are you doing here?" His tone is cold but I ignored it. He's probably just drunk. "Ji, I think we should go home."

"Leave." I put my hand on his shoulder and felt him stiffen. His eyes narrowed and he grabbed my hand squeezing it painfully before pushing it away. "Go home, Dara. I don't want to see you right now."

"But..."

"I said leave!" He glared at me and I can't help but glare back at him. I know it's my fault but I think he's blowing this way out of proportion. Yes, I lied but shouldn't he be grateful that I fell in love with him first? I didn't expect he would react like this. I honestly thought he'll be pleased.

Out of nowhere, a pair of hands snaked though his body interrupting our glowering contest. "Baby, is this girl bothering you?"

"No, babe. I don't know her." Jiyong answered nonchalantly. He turned his back to me and kissed the girl on the lips.

My eyes widened and I was rooted on the spot due to shock. I couldn't move. Couldn't do anything to avert my eyes from what's happening. I swallowed the forming lump in my throat and looked at the ceiling to avoid my tears from falling. I can feel my lips trembling and I know I won't be able to talk without stuttering.

I saw Jiyong stood up with the girl still coiled around him like a snake and walked to the exit. I will myself to move and go after them but the lighting made it hard plus my pounding head.

Outside, I saw the girl entering Jiyong's car and Ji walking to the driver's side. I ran as fast as I can to catch up with them and left my luggage on the ground. "Ji, please don't do this. Don't go."

"Let's break up, Dara. I don't associate myself with stalkers." He looked at me mockingly and slammed the car door with a loud bang. I was stunned to silence and was only able to watch his car speed away.