Yoon Doojoon

"Where have you been?"

She turned around. She looked shocked and terrified. Yeah, you better be. Yoon Doojoon is pissed of now.

"Um..." she mumbled. Trying to say something. I raised my eyebrow. Expecting her answers.

"I went for a coffee." she finally said.

"Alone?"

"Yeah, alone." she said and smile weakly. She's a bad liar, for a start. And I'm not blind - or deaft.

"Well, I thought I heard motorbikes."

Her face turned pale. "Must be some racer dude... or something." she said, flat.

"You don't think, I'm stupid, huh?" I said as I came closer to her. She started to get nervous. I held her arm, where I once did hurt her. "You don't think, I'm blind, huh?"

"W... What are you talking about?"

"I saw you and that freaking biker dude." I looked inside her intensely. She tried to deny. "What's your relationship with him?"

"I--"

"WHAT'S YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH HIM?!" I louden my voice. Somehow I feel pissed by what I just saw.

She was startled and her eyes started to moisten with water. "We--We're just friends, that's all."

I hold her arm tight. "You think I didn't see that? He held you up. Tell me what kind of friend that does that?"

She shrinks away. She still didn't answer me. "WHAT KIND OF FRIEND IS THAT?!" I yelled as I yanked her arm.

She winced. She hid her face with her hair. And I heard cries from her.

"A friend that cares." She said as she looked at me. I was shocked. "A friend that won't hurt me." she said again, looking intensed.

"A friend that won't left me beaten til death because of someone else." she said and tears fall down her cheek.

"I was there, when those useless girls harm you." I said at her. How can she forget that I helped her skipped death.

"Not yesterday. You're not there." Her tears falls down more.

"Yesterday? What happened?" I said as I looked at her worrily.

She scoffs. "See, you didn't even know what happened."

"That freaking biker dude that you hate so much saved me!" she cried at me. "Atleast, he was there. Atleast, he cares. And atleast, he knows what happened." she said as she started to cry again.

"Haven't I told you not to do anything without my permission."

"But you weren't there! If I were to follow what you told me, I could have died waiting for you yesterday!" She said, pushing my shoulders. "You did not tell me you have soccer. You did not even care to call the driver for me."

"And... you did not freaking care about me!" She looked away and smirked. "Of course-"

"-How could the almighty Yoon Doojoon care about me when he doesn't even care about his friends."

I frowned. Friends. She knows what happened?

"You leave your friends for your useless company." She scoffed. "You're cheap."

I breathed relieved. Atleast there's something that she doesn't know yet. I can't stand having more people meddling into my business.

"You don't know anything." I said at her. This time I was not mad. I want her to calm down.

"No, YOU don't know anything!" she pointed her finger at me. "You thought everything is about you. But its not. Damn, its not effing about you!"

"Listen... " I tried to hold her shoulder. But she shook it away, "And I'm not you're freakin' pet." she said before walking away.

I looked at her trails as she went inside the house. She's pissed. Yeah, and at me. Yoon Doojoon had been pissed at by someone. Her, my fiancee. Now, what should I do.

A/N: updated...^^ happy? i won't be here 4 a few days so don't wait 4 me.  but i'll try updating along it. I cleaned my room yesterday n i found 4 of my fav dresses which 3 of them i had only used once n 1 of them haven't worn yet. when cleaning up, i noticed that my clothes are all from branded ones. haha spoiled brats. anyways read, comment, subs n enjoy. <33333333