A/N : slightly rated at the end of the chapter. 

P.s. : have you seen Teen Top's teasers?!?! I was like 'OMFG they're so hot'! I mean, come on! Don't you find men hot when they fight? Gosh, I must really sound like a ert. Sorry, I'll leave you alone so you can read the chapter.

 

 

 

 

YOUR POV     "M-my m-mother's a b*tch?" Byunghun stuttered widening his eyes at me as he glanced for a second at his mother. Without hesitating I nodded, earning a dumbfounded look from him.    "WOW." Was all he could say as he turned around to face the evil woman. "Isn't she wonderful omma? She's just perfect right?" He grinned proudly swinging his arm around my shoulders and dragging me closer to him as I stared at him puzzled. What. the. hell. was. going. on?? My eyes enlarged even more when Mrs. Lee grinned back at her son.    "Yeah! She's so cool! She called me b*tch! That's a first!" Mrs Lee literally squealed smiling widely at me. I furrowed my eyebrows totally at a loss. "W-what's happening?" I asked confused as Ljoe and his mother burst out laughing. I shot a glare at my so called boyfriend instantly making him shut his mouth.   "So omma are you satisfied now? Is she worth your son?" He questioned as Mrs Lee nodded furiously crooking a smile.   "Yes I am more than satisfied and YOU are probably the one not worth her." She joked patting Byunghun's shoulder. "Omma!" He pouted crossing his arms like a two years old kid. I just stared at them irritated. Had they been fooling around with me all along? What the hell! I had even received a slap! I couldn't help but sulk childishly in that moment.  Noting that I was throwing a tantrum the Rainbow freak approached me moving my hair from my shoulder and brushing them soothingly.   "Aigoo~ Hulk baby I'm sorry okay? My mom was just trying to understand if you were a honest and with a strong personality girl. Don't be angry--IS THAT A HANDPRINT I SEE?!?!" He suddenly pointed at my red cheek turning his head to face Mrs Lee who smiled innocently at him. "OMMA!!!"   "Sorry~~ I've got too carried away by the whole 'y-mother-in-law' role hehehe...Anyways Kyungmiah, Byunghunah! Wasn't I just wonderful at acting?" She clasped her hands together and sighed dreamily "Indeed the acting classes I've taken when I was young came in hand~"    "By the way...You!" She suddenly started pointing an accusing finger at Byunghun, throwing him a piercing glare. "How could you do that to such a wonderful girl like Kyungmi! I'm sure I didn't raise you like that mister. You don't go around and use a girl's heart like you did." She stated placing her hands on her hips shaking her head disapprovingly. Ljoe looked down at his feet in guilt, biting his lower lip. My heart softened at the sight of him like that, I knew that he still felt guilty for what he did and, though he was slowly trying to forget about it, his mother bringing it back didn't help at all.   "Mrs Lee, it's okay really. I understand--"   "No Kyungmi no. I understand that you want to help him and that you've already forgiven him, but sometimes harsh words are needed. Being too kind will just make you suffer. And no Kyungmi, you don't understand the reason why he's done that to you and neither do I. There was no need to selfishly use a girl just to move on. Not only did you end up being hurt but he too, wasn't in his best conditions either. So I think he deserves being scolded by me because I am kind of disappointed. I raised him to be a good man and treat women like fragile glass, not to be a selfish, and not to mention stupid, heartbreaker." She explained strictly, now showing that specific side of a mother that everyone would have been afraid of. I wanted to defend Byunghun, because his heart was already heavy enough, but I couldn't do anything since she was his mother and perfectly knew what she was doing. Feeling helpless I just stared at Byunghun taking deep breaths and clenching his fists.    "Dear, I know you're worried about him and about his feelings but please think about yours too. You're too busy thinking about other people to actually acknowledge your own emotions. I know that deep inside your heart, you're still hurting for what he did but you're just too kind to bring it up, heck you probably don't even realize that you're still hurting! But listen to me, lying to yourself isn't going to take you anywhere good. Show him that under that strong cover, in that strong heart of yours, you have a little corner which is soft and breaks too. Otherwise he'll keep on hurting you without even realizing." Mrs Lee said caressing my arms in a comforting manner. I pondered her words. Were they true? I didn't know. Had I really forgiven him like I thought I had? Yes, I had forgiven him because I didn't blame him for his actions. But I had to admit that at first it hurt to know that my first love had used me to forget about his first love, that my first love had heartlessly decided to use me because I reminded him of his ex. What if he was doing it again? What if I was being used again? Did I look that easy in his eyes? Had I really been too kind towards him? Was I still hurting deep inside? I shook my head furiously, I was being totally stupid. I knew for sure that Byunghun's feelings were sincere so there was no way he was doing it again, not to mention that he still felt guilty...but no matter how much I trusted him, a part of me wanted to act just like the other girls, cry because they'd been hurt, wanting their own boyfriend to notice that he had done something wrong and that they needed some sort of comfort from him. I glanced up at Mrs Lee who was looking at me like she knew perfectly what was going on in my head.    "Kyungmi are you alright?" Byunghun suddenly asked, breaking the silence that had fallen around us in the last few minutes. He had noticed my preoccupied expression and his own features were now showing how worried he was. Mrs Lee sent me a soft smile and silently left the big room as her steps, which were heading towards the upper floor, slowly faded away.   "Can you hug me?" I asked with pleading eyes, surprising him. He seemed a little confused at first, but nonetheless complied, wrapping tightly his left arm around my waist and brushing his right hand through my hair, leaning my head against his warm chest. My heart started to thump faster and louder when he rested his chin on the top of my head and his scent gently lingered around me. It was enough to let me feel at peace again and soon enough I circled my arms around his waist, gripping on the soft fabric of hi