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Chapter 14: Kindness - Long or Short term?
Eunbyul
"Song Eunbyul, who do you think you are?" Chanyeol took a step nearer to me. "I-I'm your w-wife." I took a step back. "Wife?! Hah, what a joke?!" He laughed and beamed.
I ran away from him, I keep turning back while running and I didn't know someone was in front of me. "I'm sorry." I bowed. "Oh, look it's Eunbyul." It's Kyungsoo. "Kyungsoo, hello." I beamed and waved.
"Everyone look! It's the Eunbyul that confessed to me last week! Omgosh what a joke! She thinks I am interested in her, what the heck?" He said and laughed.
All the students and Park Chanyeol walks out and started laughing at me.
"No! No!" I shouted.
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I stirred and opened my eye. Thank goodness, it's just a dream! Why does it feel so real? What is the time now?! Omgosh, I think I'm late for school.
I sit up slowly still feeling a little drowsy. I pick up my glasses and wore it.
Who is this guy beside me? And what happened last night? I look closely and discovered, this guy is Park jerk! I only remembered last night, I knock the door and when the door opened.. I think I saw him and later I fainted.
Wait, so does it mean he took care of me?
And changed my clothes?!
"Ahhh!" I shouted. He immediately sit straight up and rubbed his eye. "What's wrong?" He asked, half-awake. "D-Did you.. Perhaps.." I pointed towards my body and him. He nodded.
Omg, Song Eunbyul. Your life is over..
"I've no choice, or else you will either have to sleep in soaked wet clothing or Butler Lee will help you." He bluntly said.
"Pervert!" I beamed. "What? There is nothing to look at, I finished changing fast." He said and smirked.
"Aish, I'm not gonna be grateful for that. Oh shit, I'm late for school!" I said and attempted to climb out of my bed but was pulled back by his strong arm.
"What?" I annoyingly said. "Aish, I should have just let you die. I already took leave for both of us today." He said also annoyed and walk nearer to the door.
"Just rest for today and your injured hand, take care of it." He continued and left. I was surprised. Why did he want to do all this, and why is he concerned? Did he felt gulity? Never mind! I'll just rest then.
Oh, wait. Where is my phone? Kyungsoo sent 2 messages yesterday but I wasn't able to see it. I found my phone and charge it while I went to bathe.
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After bathing, I checked my phone and what I see surprised me.
5 New Messages from Kyungsoo
3 Missed Calls from Kyungsoo
5 Missed Calls from Jin oppa
I clicked the messages;
Kyungsoo: Eunbyul ah, I felt bad leaving you there. Have you reached home?
Kyungsoo: Eunbyul ah, have you reached home?
Kyungsoo: Eunbyul ah, I waited for you at your locker this morning but you wasn't here. Are you okay?
Kyungsoo: Did something happened?
Kyungsoo: Pick up my call! I'm worried, Eunbyul.
These messages made me so touched and moved. Kyungsoo really worried about me a lot, I guess I should call him now.
"Eunbyul!" His voice echos the whole background, he picks up at the second ring.
"Kyungsoo ah, I'm sorry. Because some accident happened so I couldn't reply your messages." I said."It's okay, I'm glad that you are calling me now. Are you sick? Is it because of your hand?" He asked, worried.
"I think it is infection because I'm having fever and my hand is swollen." I said and stared at my hand. Someone helped me change my bandage, who is it?
"What? Okay, give me your address. I'll bring you to the doctor's." He seriously said. I want to tell him my address but seriously, Park Chanyeol!
"No, I'm going now." I lied, of course. "Really?" He asked. "Y-yeah, of course." I replied. "Okay then, I'll go back to class now. Call me if you need any help, okay?" He reassured. "Yes, thank you. Bye." I hung up.
Actually, when Kyungsoo is so nice to me like this, I'm scared that I'll misunderstand that he likes me. He is so good-looking and nice, definitely have a pretty and sexy ideal type of girl. I'm definitely, none of the above.
He is just concerned about me like how a best friend do. I like him, but I won't confess. Of course. I don't want my dream to come true.
"Ms Eunbyul? Ms Eunbyul?" Butler called. "Ah, yes?" I replied. "I've called you 5 or 6 times already, what are you thinking about? You sure do give a deep thought." He joked. "Oh, just some stuffs. Why are you here?" I smile.
"Little Mr Park asked me to call you down for brunch." Butler Lee said and gave a widest smile I have even seen from him. "That jerk? No, can I just have my brunch being brought up here? I don't want to see his face, its so annoying." I pouted.
"Actually, Little Mr Park took care of you the whole night, where he could have just let me do it. He may seems really annoying and rude, but he have a nice heart." He grinned while explaining.
Really? Aish, Song Eunbyul. You're hopeless, how can you give up so easily? "Alright, I'll come down later." I said. Butler Lee sheepishly grinned and nodded. It's just a brunch, nothing more than that! Why do I feel so awkward!
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"Finally, I thought you will be having dinner instead of brunch." He smirked and eat his steak. I kept silence and sat down a seat away from him. "What, do I have illness or something? Do you have to sit there?" He complained. I glared at him and moved back beside him.
The housemaid came in and served a bowl of fish porridge. Shit, I can't eat with my left hand being bandage. I'm a left hander. I tried to act normal and hold the spoon using my right hand. But I serious look like some 3 year old trying to learn how to hold a spoon.
I heard chuckled beside me from him. He is laughing at my actions, do I look like a clown?! "Need my help?" He asked. Nope, I'm not gonna talk to him! "You sure you don't need?" He asked again, that sounds like mocking to me.
I'm super hungry okay, but seriously I don't want him to help me. "Okay, if that's what you want." I can hear him smirk and he walk away. No way, I'm not calling him to help me! I rather eat slowly.
I manage to eat the porridge a little by little, usually it takes me 15 minutes to finished, now it takes me 30 minutes. And I'm still not done.
"Tch, still eating?" I heard him said. But, I didn't bother looking up. "Ah, right. Dad and mum call us to come by their company later. And, what happened last night? You haven't explain yet." He asked and sat in front of me.
"Okay." I simply said. "Okay? Aish, I'm asking you a question. What happened to your hand?" He asked again. I ignored him, even if I tell him, he wouldn't believe me.
"If you don't say, I will not stop asking." He threatened.
"Krystal. Your Krystal did it." I replied and look at him boringly.
He don't seem shocked nor did he seem angry. He just kept silent, "So, what do you wanna do if you know? Scold her? Or are you gonna scream at me again like yesterday, telling me to shut up?" I said, but he didn't reply.
Forget it, he ruined my appetite anyway. I stood up and walked up to my room. I don't know why do I feel so disappointed when he kept silent. Did I really want him to believe me? I'm crazy, why did I even want him to trust me?
My phone rang and I smile at the caller ID name - Jin oppa.
"Hello? Eunbyul ah." He spoke, I can hear panic in his voice. "Hello, Jin oppa. I am sorry, I didn't call you back." I replied, I only remembered to call Kyungsoo but not him.
"Finally, you picked up." He said and sighed. "Don't worry, you can have sick leave till your hand recovered." He added, he is such a great person. But I can't take advantage of that.
"I'll come to work tomorrow. At least let me be the cashier? I'll just collect money and take orders. Okay?" I pleaded. "Aish, I'm giving you time to slack but you like doing work huh. Alright then." He chuckled.
"By the way, go and see a doctor. You need medicine for your infection." He warned. "How did you know?" I was puzzled, I didn't even tell him yet. "Kyungsoo told me just now. Okay, got to go. If you need anything, just call me." He hung up.
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"Where are you going?" He asked.
I just changed into a knitted pullover and a long jeans with a bag pack. I'm going to the doctor's, of course.
"Just somewhere." I replied him and walk towards the doorstep quickily. "I'll drive you there." He said and walk a step ahead of me. "No. I can go myself." I held his arm and pull him back.
"We still need to go to company, Dad and mum said they have something important to tell us." He smiled and walk away. He smiled. Other than smirked or some annoyed face, this is the first time he smiled at me. I don't know whether it's a sincered smile or just trying to let me give up. But, my heart.
Why can't it just stop beating so fast. I think I'm getting heart attack.
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Guys, how is this story so far? Able to understand? Btw, I'm always curious where are my readers from? Which country did you guys come from?
I'm from Singapore. (;
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