a short story

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Does she only see me when she needs me?

Am I just really what I am to her, a boy toy?

Her boyfriend stood her up again. And here she goes again, doing nothing but cry as she drowns

herself with alcohol. Why is she being stupid? Why can’t she see that he’s only playing with her?

He’s a ing playboy for God’s sake!

“Jiyong…” Now you’re finally seeing me.

“Why can’t Deukkie be like you? Why can’t he be perfect like you? Bom is really lucky to have you,

huh?!” Bom again? How many times should I tell her that I don’t like Bom? She’s more of a sister

to me.

Why can’t it be me? Why can’t you love me Dara? I have always been here. I love you so much.

“Dara I love you.”

She hummed. I wonder if she heard me. I sighed. Sleep now my dear princess.

“Don’t be stupid. You know the two of you can’t be together.” Bom said.

She doesn’t understand. I love Dara. I can do anything for her.

“Shut up. Don’t tell me what I should and shouldn’t do.”

“Jiyong look at you. Now tell me, what can you do?”

“Shut up. You’re being nosy. You might wake her up.”

“Oh, please.” I just ignored her. I know. I know. I’m not that stupid. I know that I don’t have a

chance with her. But what can I do? I love her. I do. I can only hope.

I watched her sleep from the hole in our wall. I’m doing this every night. I can’t help but to

want more of her.

She’s really beautiful. She’s like a princess that you can’t help but want to protect. While I’m

nothing, I’m just me; a wannabe prince wanting to have this princess.

I chuckled at how cute she looks. I love how she purses her lips. I love how she scrunches her

nose. I love her short breath intakes. I love everything about her. I love her. 

Suddenly, her forehead formed into a frown. My hand turns into a fist. She’s dreaming about him

again. I can’t help not to feel annoyed at that thought. Even in her dreams, he’s hurting her

again. 

Her eyes slowly open with tears b.

“Jiyong…” She called me. I smiled. I’m glad that I’m the first thing that came into her head.

She’s walking towards our room then opened the door.

“Jiyong…” I’m here. I’m always here.

“I dreamt of it again. He is cheating on me. He is cheating on me with Minzy. He chose her over

me. Jiyong what should I do? He wouldn’t do that again, right? He wouldn’t cheat on me again. I

already changed. I’m not being clingy anymore.” She cried.

Hush now my princess. Stop crying. Stop. He’s not worth it. I caress her hair. Hush now. We went

and lie on her bed. I just hugged her. I hugged her tight. Dara I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.

I pat her. I chuckled. She looks so cute just like a child. 

Finally her breathing even out, she fell asleep again. I continued caressing her hair until I

succumbed to sleep.

I was awoken from shuffling of feet. Dara? She paced back and forth; fixing her hair, powdering

her face; what is happening? Oh, realization dawned on me. He is here.

I was tossed again at the side. He’s here. I’m no use to her again. She will only see me once 

she’s hurt. I’m tired being like this. 

I watched them from the hole. There they are. Cuddling and kissing on the bed, a happy smile on

her face. I can’t turn my face even if I badly want to; I can’t avert my gaze from them. 

I smiled.  At least she’s happy. I can’t be selfish. I have to be happy for her even if it’s

killing me. I love her that much.

“You’re a masochist.” Bom said.

“I am.”  I know that well.

“You have no chance with her.” I just nodded my head. I know. I know

I felt her pat my shoulder.

I can’t help but cry. I know. We have no chance. I have no chance. It’s just a silly fantasy. I

laughed dryly.

For her, I was destined to be with Bom. I am just her boy toy after all. Literally.

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