Uki’s POV~

I felt like killing someone.

Tony, actually.

I felt like killing Tony.

I didn’t mind so much that he had hit me or anything. I mean this? Yeah, this was a tiny little paper cut compared to what Troy used to make me look like. I let out a heavy sigh and pulled my knees up to my chest, resting my chin on my folded arms. I stared out at the city. This did not even begin to compare with my view of Seoul. Thinking of the view on the roof made me think of Leeteuk. He was the only one who was ever up on the roof with me, whether it be from me being upset about something or me being extremely ecstatic about something. I missed Leeteuk. Not the new Leeteuk, but the old one. The one that constantly watched over me and was practically another Siwon in my life. Aish. Why did you have to go and start liking me and make things so complicated?! Story of my life, I swear. -__-

My thoughts started drifting elsewhere and landed on my parents. Oh . They didn’t even know anything was going wrong. Did Siwon call them yet? What about Jiwon? Pfsht. Yeah right. She probably wouldn’t even be worried about me since she’s so busy with her precious Cambridge. God, I still don’t understand how Leeteuk fell for sucha witch. Hmm…How upset do you think my parents are gonna be? Quite a bit, right? I started chuckling to myself. I could almost imagine my mother coming to Vietnam and tearing up the whole damn country in search of me. Aish, I loved my mommy<3

After sitting for a little while, not thinking about anything, Super Junior suddenly popped into my head. At this point, I felt the wet tears coming down my face. I missed them so much. I don’t care how many times I may get angry at them, or irritated that they did something wrong, or upset when they messed with me. I didn’t even mind washing their stinky clothes at this point. I just wanted my boys back. Super Junior defines my life, and without them, I feel so empty. Aish, I want my freaking boys back! T^T

I heard the balcony door slide open. I didn’t do anything about it ‘cause I thought it was Alex who came out here to make sure I was okay. Instead, Troy’s intense blue eyes looked into mine. My lips curled in disgust. The last thing I wanted to see right now was his face. He sat down beside me and pulled out the first aid kit he had in his hands. When he reached a cotton ball with alcohol on it up to my cut eyebrow, I immediately hit his hand away from me.

“Uki, quit being so stubborn. You’re gonna get infected if you don’t clean any of it,” Troy said, trying once again.

I hit his hands away again and just glared at him. “Then let me get infected. You act as if I care at this point. You stole my family from me. You stole my brother from me. You stole my friends from me. You stole my boyfriend from me. What else do you wanna steal, huh? I don’t have anything else to lose, so you honestly think I care?”

“Uki, I’m asking nicely. Quit. Being. So. Damn. Stubborn! Just let me clean you up and bandage you so I can just leave you alone!”

“Asking nicely? Pfsht. What’re you gonna do? Hit me? Wanna add on to the pain I’m already feeling? Go ‘head. See. If. I. Freaking. Care. Do you remember when you used to make me look like this, but ten times worse? I never went a day without being black and blue while I was with you. It’s a miracle I’m even alive at this point. So you really think that I’m gonna care? ‘Cause, you know, I really don’t. So if you wanna hit me, go ‘head. But don’t you dare try taking care of me as if you actually care.”

“But Uki, I do care.”

“Oh bull.”

“Uki, God damn it, quite being so damn stubborn!”

Next thing I know, he flew forward and pinned me down. Ugh, that idiot!

“Troy, get off me this instant!” I yelled at him as he pinned my arms down with his knees.

“I told you I was asking nicely! I don’t want you dying of some pathetic little infection knowing I could have done something to help you,” he replied, wiping my cuts with the alcohol.

I flinched underneath him at the sudden searing pain on all the cuts on my face. This is why I never used rubbing alcohol. I hated the damn stuff! “Troy! Damn it, that hurts! Get off of me!”

“No! Just quit resisting it and it’ll all go by much faster and easier,” he said, wiping away all the blood on my face.

“Troy, I have two hands. I can freaking do it myself! Not get off!”

He let out an irritated breath and stopped what he was doing but still stayed sitting on top of me. “If you keep fighting it, I’m just going to sit here. No, I will not get off until I’m done cleaning you and every time you yell and scream at me, I’m going to stop and wait until you finish. So you can either cooperate, or you can delay the time by being stubborn. It’s your choice.”

I grinded my teeth and let out a breath as well. “Fine. Just hurry up. You’re freaking heavy, dude.”

He smiled at me and went to get more cotton balls and the bottle of rubbing alcohol. He looked at the gash on my cheekbone and frowned. “This just might sting a little.”

“Wh—OH MY GOD, TROY, THAT HURTS! STOP!” I yelled, struggling underneath him again.

“That means it’s killing the bacteria! Now would you stay still?!” He got annoyed with me so he set the bottle on the ground, took both sides of my face in his hands, and turned it, forcing me to look straight at him. “Stop. I told you you’re just making me sit here longer! Quit being such a child and it up!”

I bit my lip angrily at him and unfortunately, did as I was told.

He smirked at me and picked up the bottle again, resuming his previous task. “Good. You’re learning how to listen. That skill is gonna be your savior while you’re here.”

Alex’s POV~

“Oh my God, what is Troy doing to her?!” I yelled, running toward the door.

Eun Jo caught my arm and pointed at the sight of Troy sitting on top of Uki and Uki struggling to break free. “Don’t worry, he’s not doing anything bad to her. He’s just trying to clean up her wounds, but she’s being stubborn as usual.”

As I looked closer, I realized she was right. Damn it, Uki, why can’t you just listen sometimes?! Is Donghae really the only one in this world who you’ll listen to?! I let out a breath and crossed my arms. It annoyed me that even though Troy was trying to do something nice for her, she was still hard-headed about listening. Aish, this girl. And then something caught me off guard. She actually stayed still, allowing him to more efficiently clean her up. Whoa. She actually listened? That’s a shocker. O.O

Lol. I dunno. I kinda liked Troy in this chapter. Whatta you guys think?(x