"You should not have touched her. You shouldn't have dared to look in her eyes. I was not going to go through it again. You should have stayed away from her."
When I woke up the next morning, he was already gone from the bed. His body's imprint still sunken in to the mattress. He must have just left not long ago.
I stood up from the bed and wrapped my small self with a white sheet before heading to the bathroom, making sure to close the door behind me.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I sniffed before falling to my knees and holding my head in my hands.
Though I was finding myself to be in love with this man, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had done something terribly wrong.
I stood up from the floor, wiping my stressful tears away from my cheeks, and turned on the shower behind me.
I felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders, and I wanted nothing more than to curl up into a ball and let the universe around me fade into darkness.
Both of their faces collided inside of my brain, creating a kaleidoscope of memories between the two.
I was supposed to come over Jordan's house once again to pick up and check any items of mine that I might have left. I knew, this time, I wanted to be in and out of that place as fast as I could. I didn't want to hear anymore pleads to be with him again.
After my hot shower, I made my way down the stairs and noticed that I had the apartment to myself.
It was odd that he wasn't around. He usually would leave a note or tell me beforehand if he was going to be leaving, but I shrugged it off.
He has a life outside of me. I was happy that he was starting to live it again.
I sighed as I looked through the pantry and refrigerator, trying to find any food around the place, but all the food I had bought for us were already gone.
He was a hungry man.
I snorted air out of my nose as a silent laugh, thinking how happy he has been to have someone around.
I looked up at the pictures that were hung up around the rooms, and I found myself furrowing my eyebrows.
Has he been so lonely? Why do they not see him? Talk to him, at least? He was a sweet guy, very caring. Why would they push him to the side as if he was a disappointment? As if he no longer existed?
Then, it donned on me of how little I knew of him. I didn't know what happened between him and his family, what he did for a living, what he was going into at campus, and why someone like him would be so alone without a girlfriend.
Especially, why he would waste his time to be with someone who wasn't actually with him.
Could I really be in love with someone if I barely knew them? I couldn't deny how I felt around him, though. So, maybe it was possible.
My head snapped to the front door, a few strong knocks abrupted against the wood.
I swallowed hard, praying to myself that Jordan didn't find out where I was staying.
Even though we were on better terms, I was still afraid of what would happen if he found out I've been living and sleeping with another man. I didn't fully trust him enough to be comfortable with that information getting out.
"Mimi, I need to talk to you," a soft voice yelled from the other side.
I recognized the voice to be Jungkook's and I ran to the door, his friendly doe eyes greeting mine.
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Affair Obsession || K.TH ✓Romance
Pain mixed with pleasure, love mixed with jealousy. Love affairs are usually dangerous, risky, and intoxicating, but what happens when the man you're involved with is not who he says he is? Mimi Nguyen is no stranger to the off again/on again relat...