[CONTENTID1]What A Boy Wants (Not Quite So Heaven Sent)[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2]Heaven Is Orange[/CONTENTID2]

[CONTENTID3]

Just like any normal person would do when confronted by your boyfriend’s lover, I went to go find a glass of orange juice. Orange juice does things to me, I tell you. It’s like pure liquid joy, Happy Drug in a glass. Seriously, there was no need for drugs with this stuff. And that was exactly why I needed it if I was meant to deal with Minhyun in a calm and mature manner, no matter how much I just wanted to whine and pound at his chest with my little kitten strength abilities. It was a good thing the dorm was empty, save for us two…no one to hear Minhyun’s screams, I thought murderously.

“So, I know about you and JR, is this going to be a problem for you?” My raised eyebrows,  easily conveying that the answer had better be a no.

“Ren…you totaled his car, didn’t you? Do you know how much that thing is worth?!”

“Do you have any idea how much I, perfection itself, am worth? Believe me, it’s a lot more than a stupid car,” I sniffed, downing the orange delight in my glass.

“It was worth five hundred grand!” Minhyun’s eyes were practically popping out of his head. He may have been cute, but believe me, that expression does not look attractive on anyone. I, however, was too busy choking on my drink to really chastise him,

“Seriously?” he had to be joking…it couldn’t have been worth that much…could it? Oh my god I am so going to jail for life. No wonder my friend at the car factory had looked at me like I was insane. Gods how I wish I was suicidal, I could just take care of everything right now with that knife on the kitchen counter. Or that open window in the living room. So many choices, only one life. Suicide is way too hard, let’s skip it.

“You didn’t know?!” Minhyun’s eyes only got wider, and I did the only thing I could do at this point: deny everything,

“I don’t really know what you’re talking about…What was five hundred grand?” I blinked innocently,

“THE CAR!” Minhyun exploded, folding his arms tightly in frustration.

“Doesn’t ring a bell,” I giggled in the back of my mind, and came to the conclusion that being “Driven crazy” by someone, was no longer a metaphor. I was going insane, clearly. Why did JR matter so much to me? Sure, I had envisioned spending my entire life with him, loving each other forever just as much as we had when we first confessed to each other. But…seriously, I was going to be in a huge mess with that car issue…I was falling right into the cheating trap. Try to make the other person regret and only continually fall into your own attempts. I was the one regretting now.

Minhyun looked ready to strangle me, but I had already switched to a new, more thoughtful, topic of conversation that didn’t find me guilty of something that was totally going to put me behind bars, “Why did you do it?”

“Do what?” he snapped, cheeks poofing adorably, almost enough to rival my cuteness. I spun my empty orange juice glass on the counter, watching it slide over the condensation on the counter top like an ice skater.

“Sleep with him, when you knew full well that he was committed to someone,” I