Chapter 15: Love for Paris
CLIQUEChaerin POV
Oh dear God, I cannot sleep for a week now. My body ached and I feel like dying, I think I need another dose of sleeping pills plus vodka. Wine just do not wok, I still cannot sleep. I missed Dara so much, I really want to see her.
I do not know if falling in love will felt like this, I cannot see a day without Dara. I think I will die if I cannot see Dara.
"Miss, do you need something?"
"Vodka and sleeping pills."
"But-"
"I'm tired Kim, I have to sleep. Tomorrow I've to go to the court! Get me my pills and vodka!"
"No! You reach your maximum dose today, I can't give you anymore pills!"
"Kim! I'm your boss!"
"No, I'll stay here instead and company you until you sleep!"
"I don't want you Kim... I want to see Dara... Oh my God, my head is killing me."
"Miss Lee..."
"Fine! Just bring me vodka!"
"We don't have any vodka."
"Buy it, go to the bar and ask for a bottle."
"Go now! Or I will fire you!" I do not want to listen to any of Kimberly voice, her voice makes me irritated.
I know how much she loves me and I am flattered by her feelings, but I do not love her. I was told her that she can leave the job and take some job at my father company instead, because she is good of what she is doing. But she rejected the idea, insisted to stay with me. It is her call, I asked her to leave me because I do not want her to be hurt.
I never paying any attention to her, but I depend on her so much. She is the one I will be looking for if I need something, she made my schedule, she do my laundry, she wakes me up, she will do everything I need and I want. Kimberly also did not talk too much if I bring another girl to my hotel room, she is the one who will wake me up in the morning after my hot steamy all night with somebody I really did not know.
Lately she seems distant and much more demanding, I know why; Dara.
Because she is jealous with Dara.
Because I am in love with Dara.
Because I want to spend the rest of my life with Dara.
Because I need my sleeping pills and I cannot sleep at night, I missed Dara so much.
And she was so busy today, I cannot get a hold of her. Makes me feel more miserable, oh.. I am so pathetic.
Desperately in love.
It is been a half hour since I told Kim to get a vodka in a bar, but she have not come back yet. Did she go back to Seoul just to get a bottle of Vodka? Or she runs to Rusia?
I heard someone talk outside, oh thank God, she have come back. Perhaps she bought the Vodka in England, that explain why she took forty five minutes just to buy Vodka.
"Hey baby..." I heard Dara voice.
Oh man, this is the worst. I am starting to have hallucinating now, I have not been two weeks but I am already have a hallucinating? Oh, this is not good.
"Hey.. hey.. What are you doing?" I see Dara runs toward me and drop her bag in the floor, I can see Kimberly's sad face along with hatred.
This hallucinating is the worst, torturing me with Dara's image. Oh well, as long as I can sleep, I can live with it.
"I wanna sleep, but I can't, I missed you so bad. I need sleeping pills."
"No... no.. no more sleeping pills! I will stay here.. Baby.. baby... its me. Come on look at me." Those soft voice, this warmth.
Dara is climbing into the bed, pull me to her arm and embracing me. If this is a dream, I want it stop.
"I'm here now, so go to sleep."
"Don't leave me."
"I won't."
I can smeel her fragrance, I can touch her petit body, I can feel her finger caressing my back, I can hear her heart beat.
Thus, makes me very sleepy.
I surrender to everything.
I do not care if its a dream or not, but Dara is with me right now.
She is much more beautiful than Paris.
Paris cannot make me sleep, Dara did. With her beauty, her touch and her heart beat.
No, I do not care about Paris anymore. I want Dara.
"You're okay baby... I'm here...."
Okay, I will sleep.
Dara POV
I decided to go to Paris as soon as my sister told Chaerin's condition, good thing is Bommie unnie have a friend who is in a hardcore term of in love with her at France Embassy. Those get me my visa to Paris in a day and I can get to see Chaerin as soon as possible, Bommie unnie told me she is in a worse condition because or her sleeping pills.
I thought she was okay, she called me every night to company me going to sleep and I called her to wake her up. I thought she was fine. Turns out she did not fine.
Why she did not tell me about that?
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