broken wings

23

the girls were just sitting in the library after school, each asking quizzes to one another about the history of art due to the upcoming exams. yerim had felt much more enlighten after what had happened last week. in fact, she has been getting a beautiful sleep, all thanks to sooyoung who has been monitoring her.

"shouldn't you be calling your mother now ?" sooyoung asks, stopping their quizzing sessions abruptly. both of them knew it was simply because she could not get the answers. yerim snickers at her, "you can just say you don't know sooyoung." she tells in which sooyoung quickly shook her head. "i know, i just cannot remember." the older corrects.

"come on, we have an ice cream date. i need to try on their new handmade flavour." sooyoung announces, grabbing her things and throw it inside her bag. yerim furrows her brows, "what is it ?" she asks curiously. the latter shrugs her shoulder, "i supposed we were going to check it out??? duh" she replies, there was slight annoyance in her voice.

as they arrived at their regular ice cream shop, victoria is already sitting at their table. her brand new pink sicily medium calf leather satchel bag on the table as if to display her richness. of course, victoria is the daughter of the well-known surgery in town. with a net worth almost a million every year, it is possible to not raise such a brat like victoria. the girl had everything but a good manner, and a beautiful face.

despite being a year younger to yerim and sooyoung, the girl had always manage to come out with a new insults everyday. she knows how to boil people's blood, especially yerim and sooyoung's. in conclusion, god has made her a rich, uncultured, most stupid bitch on earth.

"oof there you are. i expected to see both of you sooner." she says as she waves her hand up to call them. her high-pitch voice is irritating to hear. yerim's eyes felt like bleeding. "fuck, here we are again." sooyoung mutters, leading yerim to victoria.

"i heard yerim had been warded for three days ?" the youngest ask, faking a concern. "well, only if you own a dolce and gabbana, that wouldn't happen." she adds, with a sinister laugh. "the last thing i check, it's none of your business." yerim answers. she really don't know why sooyoung chose to sit on this table with this specific hoe.

"must be sad right ? i know both of you been crying every night, dreaming a luxury life as mine." victoria remarks. the ice cream man come over to deliver sooyoung's and yerim's ice cream, which then victoria grabbed his arms. "you might wanna put their bills with mine, because you know, they're struggling to pay for college next year." she whisper, unnecessarily loud for yerim and sooyoung to hear. they were glad the waiter had known them, considering they were the regular customer before shit happened to yerim.

"no need to do so, taeyong. you can leave." sooyoung said, smiling to the man. "and listen here bitchtoria, if you are here to actually insult both of us for not being overly rich like you, you may now leave." sooyoung propose, pointing at the exit door. "and honey, we all knew you've been crying at night because taeyong never really likes you back. you've been visiting this ice cream shop only to see his face everyday. wouldn't it be pathetic ? to stalk him like a fucking psycho." she adds strictly, her face so close to victoria as she spits out her words fiercely.

"the next time you wanna brag, make sure you have a pretty wonderful life. and that includes your love life. plus, not everyone wanna hear your family conflict so try to stop posting about your father's side bitches. mother's friends my ass, your mother had never been in the picture."

at that statement, victoria had gasps loudly. that was pretty unbelievable, that sooyoung actually knows about her life. reading her mind, yerim laughs at her and pushes her handbag closes to her. "no honey, we don't need to run a background check to know you. the school's reporter had all of it in her blogs." yerim chuckles.