Darkness In The Light

Chapter Nine ~ Painful but Beautiful

Chapter Nine ~ Painful but Beautiful

The closer they got the more it felt like my heart was going to jump out. My friends wouldn't stop pushing me towards the hall. I was actually too afraid to hear those words from him again. I didn't want everyone to hear how much he hated me for always reminding him of his ex-girlfriend nor did I want to irritate him with my constant appearance. Plus, I didn't want other students making fun of him for being unable to get over a girl even after two years. He was the person I always wanted to protect, the person I wanted to give happiness to. I wouldn't risk his happiness for my happiness. There was no way I could push back my friends when it was just me against all of them so I held onto everything I could to at least let them pass by first. I had my back against them as they passed by so I couldn't see any of their reaction especially Suho's. I felt a little better though that I didn't get to see his reaction. Wouldn't he just think we were childish? My friends pushed harder hoping to get me to bump into them but I held onto what I had left to fight against their force. I wasn't going to make a fool out of myself. By the time I heard their footsteps getting softer and softer, my hands were burning and stinging so I let go of everything I held onto. I was then pushed into the hall and ended up falling on the floor with my head banging against the wall. They fell forward almost on their faces. I guess they were a lot stronger than I thought or they really just wanted to get me with Suho. My friends all started laughing at how it turned out to be such a failure. Although I was hurt, I couldn't help but to let out a laughter with them. I was literally transitioning back and forth from laughing to complaining about how much it hurts.

~Suho's Point of View~

I was surrounded by my best friends but I couldn't help but to look over at her and her friends. I felt a little embarrassed looking in her direction. She wasn't looking in my direction and it made me feel a little empty inside, but then I thought about how I've been treating her and let out a sigh. I looked away with a smile on my face just keeping the cute image of her holding onto everything near her to hold herself against all her friends so she wouldn't bump into to me awkwardly. I carried on down the hall until I heard them all fall. I turned around immediately. Then I saw all her friends gathering around her to see if she was okay. I turned back around and went on to do my own things. I didn't feel too comfortable just walking off after she hurt herself. I then heard a scream from her and so I turned back around. I could hear her complaining about how her hands hurt when her friends pulled her back up on her feet. The image of her holding onto the pole and things near her to hold herself against her friends came up to my mind. I didn't want to make a big scene and I didn't want people to get the wrong idea so I took her by the wrist and pulled her to the wellness center. They all followed behind and even my friends were laughing at me. No one was there at the moment to treat her and I couldn't just stand there and let this situation get even more awkward so I took her into the room and closed the door behind us. I could hear the girls giggling outside and honestly it annoyed me because there's nothing between us.

I rinsed her hands with cool water for a few minutes and rubbed on some treatment to prevent the burning sensation. I then thought of how she might have hit her head against the wall.

"Could you tie up your hair? I'll check if you injured your head or neck anywhere," I asked.

She then slowly reached up which made me remember that her hands were hurt and she wouldn't be able to tie it herself.

"Ah, sorry. I forgot," I apologized.

I looked down feeling totally embarrassed about forgetting that her hands were hurt and about me needing to tie her hair for her. She handed me her hair tie and I tied up her hair as gently as possible. Her neck was slightly red and I didn't see any bumps on her head so it wasn't too bad. I went to get her an ice pack to place on her neck.

"Will you be alright holding the ice pack?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Just leave it on for five to ten minutes since it's not too red," I suggested.

Before the people outside misunderstand us, I opened the door and we both walked out. The girls had their hands over their mouth as everyone moved out of the way for us.

"Be more careful," I said to her before walking off.

I heard my friends give her a few words of comfort as they followed behind me. When we were out of the girls' sight, they all jumped on me and asked me if there was something going on between us.

"Are you crazy?" I replied. "What makes you think I've gotten over KyungHee?"

"Oh come on. (YourName) isn't too bad," Chanyeol said.

"Then why don't you ask her out?" I suggested.

"Everyone knows you're the one she likes," Chanyeol answered.

"Forget it. I'm not interested in dating anymore," I said.

They often try to talk me out of it but they also give me time to think it through myself. They're the only people who would understand my pain after losing KyungHee.

~My Point of View~

When he grabbed me by the wrist, I was so surprised and shocked. Neither did I think he would actually treat my wounds for me. We were in the room all by ourselves for a few minutes and my heart was seriously about to explode. I could barely breathe properly the entire time. He was so gentle with my hands and he even tied up my hair; at that moment I felt like he was my man. I was able to live those few minutes breathing irregularly but I wouldn't have survived if he was looking at me. I couldn't even hide my smile at all; I was completely drunk in sweetness. He was really careful and focused on my little injuries that he probably didn't notice me smiling like I was crazy. I couldn't stop thinking about that moment when we were all alone. All my friends were screaming and surrounding me, but all that I could hear was his sweet voice when we were alone together. Upon seeing me smiling so much, they pinched my cheeks to bring me back to my senses. My face turned even pinker.

"Did he kiss you?" they asked.

I laughed because it wasn't as romantic as that but he was so sweet and manly. He was such a gentleman too.

"Why don't you worry about carrying my stuff to class since my hands are injured," I said to stop them from guessing and asking what happened.

They all pouted and walked me to class. I couldn't stop thinking about him the entire class time. I kept thinking about the moment when he grabbed my wrist to when he gave me an ice pack. I kept biting my lips to hide my smile. My friend beside me would pinch me every time she sees me smiling so that I would pay attention to the lecture. I went through the rest of my classes just thinking about him. I stayed in the classroom after class was dismissed. My friends gathered around me and watched me as I was lost in thoughts about him while smiling.

"I'm telling you they kissed," my friend said.

"Did he possibly confess?!" another friend suggested.

"They probably made out," another suggested.

None of their words went through my brain; they just went in one ear and out the other. I was only thinking of his sweet words. It was so hard to believe that this was reality and so it kept on replaying in my mind. The more I thought about it, the more it felt real. I felt so drunk by his touch and concern for me that I completely forgot that I got hurt. These are the little moments that make love so beautiful.

...To Be Continued...

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