CHAPTER 18

A/N: It's important, extremely important to just finishing read until you find translation words.

Really, if you haven't found it yet and just decide to stop reading, I don't take the responsibility if you miss something :)

"Just drop me off to Sinchon!”

       Finally I spilled out some words once I realized we’d already reached Seoul, the bittersweet city again, after keeping quiet along the way. Though I didn’t say what’s haunting my mind during the trip, I bet you’re all already got the knowledge. Yes. My head like spinning around since every second in my time, she kept popping up in my head. Her smile. Her laugh. Her tears. Her everything…

       My chauffeur looked at me through the rearview window and just nodded, but despite of his silence, I caught his hesitation as I looked back at him. I waved my hand nonchalantly.

       “Yeah, just leave afterward. Back home or else.”

       “Jwesonghamnida, Boss, but… I can’t just leave you there,” he mustered his courage to say, I knew that. “I… can stand and wait… in case you’re getting drunk… you… need…”

       “I know your good intention and I appreciate it,” I interrupted in such a cool way and threw him smile. “But I know better how to treat myself than you, do I?”

       He didn’t dare to release some opinion again and just nodded, unwillingly.

       As my chauffeur and most of you might predict, I indeed had some intention to spend this night by meeting my old and loyal best friend, that no other than those maekju.

       I knew many people said, some liquors would never give you solution; but as bad as it seemed, I thought all the things I needed now was just them. It wasn’t I didn’t know that liquor would never change anything, either giving Tiffany back to me. It wasn’t the point. I just hoped, it could yank her away from my mind, maybe… for a while… because I knew… if I didn’t try to get some distraction, I’d only found myself ended up on crying, crying, and crying again. I didn’t want me being that way. At least not, apart from in front of Tiffany.

       Once I entered the large popular favorite bar, some of loud music just heard, along with some irritating smoking scent that frankly, I hate much. I walked to the bar, shoved the chair, and put myself there.

       “Patron Silver,” I ordered in such a cool way.

        The bartender looked at me for a while, more accurately like scrutinizing, might be wonder because I was looked like a little girl, and Patron Silver absolutely not a wise choice for “little girl”. But as I put deadpan face and acted cold, he just made an expression and nodded his head without more question.

       Once my order had been put in front of me, I just gulped it immediately. After all I proffered it to the bartender again, beckoning him to give another. It just happened… and over, and over again…

       I had no idea about amount of shot I’d already taken, but as soon as I started to get slightly dizzy, I tried hard to stay conscious. I didn’t want to be stupid Taeyeon, who made any mess at the wrong place. I rubbed my temple for a moment and though I didn’t stand in front of mirror, I knew my face now already been red. But as you knew… my heart was too stubborn and just disobeyed my remaining soberness, and so… devil started to hold me to stay… It’s not run devil run, just instead, it’s like stay devil stay…

       I was back staying sit and ordered another. My voice, I slightly recognized, already been gargling-people like.

       As bad as I didn’t recognize myself, some drunken guys just already came and surrounded me. I was late to see them coming and once I felt their presence, I knew I was too weak even to stand up properly.

(Oh… Here’s come trouble…)

       I struggled hard to stand up to leave this place, but of course they just didn’t let me go off that easy.

       “Just get out of me,” I clenched my teeth and said; but as you might predict, they just only burst into laughter hearing my remarks. Yes, it was because I wasn’t cold Director Kim any longer, at least for now; I wasn’t more than a drunken weak little girl now.

       “Hey, Sweetheart, mind if spend along the night with us? We think you need some friends. And I’m sure you’re getting more fun with us.”

       I heard one of them said and tried to molest me; thankfully, I still could manage to yank his hand away. But they just caught it as a fun and it just made them laughed even loud.

       “Look! Really fierce girl. I like it!”

       “Rephrase! I love her!”

       I tried to escape, but just stumbled. I squinted with my eyes shut while holding the headache that started to creep over me, but faintly, in the edge of my soberness threshold, I could catch some voice came in between.

       “Don’t you dare to touch her!”

       (…)

       I couldn’t remember well what happened after all.

      I just could tell the voice… the angelic voice saved me already then just whispered near my ear.

       “Are you okay?”

       “Urmmm…,” I just mumbled.

       “Stupid me… Stupid question. Of course you aren’t.”

       “Oh gosh, you’re had skinful already…,” I couldn’t open my eyes properly, but I could feel her gently touch.

      "Uhm... headache...," I managed to say.

      "I got you... I got you, Taetae..."

        Afterward, I felt her just carried me carefully and still with my eyes shut I could sense her walked. I heard door squeaking sounds, and the crowd sound gradually faded away. It was a silence after all; but my ears still could catch some “tuck tuck tuck” voice, that most probably was earned from her heels hitting with the ground.

       I still could tell, there’s “beep beep” voice and she just wrapped me with one arms, while another just like opening the car door. She slowly put me in, buckled the seatbelt, and slammed the door.

       Then she got in, turned the machine on, and I felt like murmured.

      “Tiffany…”

       She put me on the bed, gently. I thought I wasn’t that drunk. I still could think. I still could sense everything. I didn’t fall asleep.

       Slowly I opened up my eyelids and saw her.

       I smiled. I smiled broadly. It… was… impossible. If it’s only a dream, please don’t let me wake up…

     Her angelic face was only separated few inches from mine.

     “Wait here. I’ll get some wet towel for you…,” she’s about to leave.

       But with my remaining power, I held her tight.

       “Please… don’t leave…,” I murmured.

       Before she had any chance to response, I had already pulled her closer, making her fell onto me. I just kissed her afterward, like there’s no tomorrow for us. I missed her. I terribly missed her. I even thought would never let her go again, no matter how.

      "I won't leave you, Taetae..."

       I felt her kissed me back. I smiled complacently and just kissed her again.

       “I missed you so bad… Don’t leave me again, please… Don’t leave me…”

       “You’re getting drunk…,” Tiffany said. “This ain’t right…”

       “Yes, into your love,” I managed to say. “And when it came to use, it would never be right. But I don’t care anymore…”

       The heat had already emerged and spread over my body; that I once believed it wasn’t because of alcohol I took. It was because of her.

       “I want you, Tiffany… I want you…”

       “I’m sorry, I want you…”

       She cupped my cheek and just hushed me by sealing it with her lips again. As my body couldn’t stand it anymore, my hand started to molest her, moved around her chest, and squeezed her mounds.

       I heard her moaned. I smiled even wider.

       My uncontrollable hand just started to her clothes.

       “Help.me.take.mine.off.too,” I demanded and she just did it tamely.

       Afterward, impatiently I unclasped her bra and vehemently pulled her aside while kept kissing her.

       She rolled and now I placed myself onto her. While doing battle tongue, I rubbed her again. After all, I crouched and opened my mouth, as big as her size, tried to make it all fit into mine. I smirked once finding her s were getting stiff. It just even more. She moaned and panted. Her breath was unsteady already. I swore the sensation was like Heaven on earth, though I had never visited Heaven yet.

       The situation was getting hotter. Mine was getting uncontrollable.

       My eyes were getting blurrier. And my head was getting heavier.

       I thought I fell asleep after the session. With smile, of course.

       I woke up with my hard head in the next morning. I shrieked in pain, rubbing my head in order soothing it, but seemed it didn’t work. I could barely remember what happened last night, but whatever it was, it was like I got jackpot or lottery. But suddenly I realized, I was on my own onto this bed.

       I just jolted in surprise and shrieked again as this damn pain was really hurtful.

       “Hell… I shouldn’t touch the alcohol too much…,” I murmured silently.

       I, still with comforter covered my body tried to look around. But unfortunately my sight didn’t catch anything.

       “Tiffany? Dangshin odie itjyo?” I shouted.

        Faintly, I heard some water running sound from one small closing room that I was sure it was the bathroom. I heaved a relief sigh, knowing she was showering, or bathing, no idea.

        While waiting my love finishing her session, I took a look through the window. The sun shine just passed over the curtain, so I thought I must already passed eight or nine in the morning. Not long afterward, I heard the water drizzle sound had already stopped. It was short silence before I heard sound like water run from the faucet followed some short steps sound.

       She must be toothbrushing now.

       Finally, the door of bathroom squeaking opened. I slightly slid myself to sit, though my head still didn’t do cooperation with me, and beamed my best morning smile to greet Tiffany.

        “Morning, Baby… Last night was very great,” I said and smiled.

Finally they made it up!!! Hurrayyy!!

I know some of you already smiled like a creep! Cheers!!!

to be continued...

NOT YET!!!!

NOW JUST GET YOUR SMILE OUT FROM YOUR FACE.

YES, I'M A BAD AUTHOR AND SO MEAN.

       My smile just turned into "O" shape; my bright face just turned into horror one, as I saw the one stood in front of me.

       As I already felt siren, I shouted out frantically.

      "W-what are you doing here?? And what the hell you've done toward Tiffany???"

TRANSLATION:

Dangshin odie itjyo : where are you? (Note: Dangshin = you, using for couple, spouse relationship)

to be continued...

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