/ triple update /

  " .    .    .  Ohhh"

" .   .   .   My back , oh my back" cried out as the pain in her back echoed throughout her body the moment her brain started working.

 " .   .   .  Oh my head .    .   .  " she cried out again as she slowly tries to roll her neck over and turn the other side. The pain in her head is too much , she slid her right hand up and started squeezing her head to stop the headache. But rather than stopping as every sense of her started walking up the pain and tense feeling start spreading all across her body .

     " .    .    .   Oh my head .    .    .  " she cried out again , her head feels 20 times as heavy .

    " .   .     .  What happened.     .     .   " with her hand squeezing her head she slowly opened her eyes.  

" .       .        .  I seriously need to get a massage " she thought to herself as she slowly started scanning the room .

  " .      .       .    Wait .    .      " her eyes started zooming on the objects across the room .

    " .       .         .   This .       .       " she immediately jumped up.eyes popping out .   .  Her mind frozen as she realized the foreign room she in. Not her house , not jaes mansion or his house .    .    .   This looks like more of a luxurious hotel room.

      " .    .     .  What did i do .    .   .   " her heart beat dropped low as she stopped breathing for a second when she saw her reflection in the mirror infeon to find herself with the strapless bra jessica suggested to go along the black dress which now is lying head down on the table. Her hands immediately reached for the white blanket and pulled it up to cover herself.

     " .         .       . Huhh " she gasped for air , all the pain in her body disappearing as the thought of what she could have done occupied her mind .   .    .  Her shocked out of their socket eyes getting constantly teary .

       " .      .       .   How .     .      

" .     .          .  How can

   " .         .             .  How can u do this .    .   .  " the voice in her head cried out , even though she has no memory of what has happened last night just the thought of being in bed with some random guy she doesn't even remember is something she should cry her eyes put about , especially since now there's jae.

        " .       .        .  Ja.      .   " she couldn't finish saying his name as the tears started falling down her cheeks just at the thought of facing him after this.

      " .     .      .  Huh "

" .     .       .  Huh " she went on gasping for more air to try and calm her nervous breathing down.but it was no help .  .   .  Her brain has stopped of thinking about anything .    .   .  Just the thought of what jaes gonna say when he hears about this is enough to make her heart break into pieces . A sudden heavy feeling of guilt , resentment and disgust taking over every piece.

     " .         .         .   How .    

   " .    .      .   How can i do .     .   .  " the tears started falling down , every nerve in her body anxious and stunned to even do anything.

      " .      .      .  What am i gonna do , now " she brought her knees up and hid her face on between letting the blanket absorb her tears away from her cheeks . She has always prided herself on being a righteous person who respects herself but what is .    .     .    How can she give herself away to some random guy .    .    .  And completely drunk to a point she doesn't remember even the slightest thing that happened. Self hate is something she knows how to do well but for now she to shocked .   .   .  She to stunned .     .    .  She too frightened and to helpless to start resenting her self .

        " .      .       .   Ottoke " she cried out brushing her messed up hair back and raising her red and cried out eyes back up to the room.

            Knock    knock

The door banged startling hyeon as she pulled the blanket over her , clenched fist and zoomed her eyes on the door .   .   .  With her heartbeating out of control she prayed .   .  She prayed it's not who ever she spent the night with.

    " .     .    .    Oh you're awake .     .      " lay, with a blank face took a fraction of a second to look her way .

    "    .        .        .  Wash up , breakfast is downstairs .    .   " he turned around without glancing at her , his hand still on the door

    " .     .       .  There's a meeting at 11 " he added and quickly walked out closing the door behind him.

      Too stunned hyeon sat there frozen as ice as her mind tried to analyze the situation , was that lay.  

     She jumped up and almost walked out of the room before she saw her reflection in the window and stopped before her hand reached out to the door handle. She immediately pulled the dress from the table and covered her front .   .   .  Even by herself in an empty room , looking at herself this is still embarrassing .

    " .    .    .   huh .    .    .  " she sighed while half of her anxiety relieved that it wasn't a  stranger but seconds later it all came back as what if that somebody was lay .

 " .   .    .  There's no way " she smirked .

  " .    .      .  There's no way lay would do that " she repeated to try and convince herself as she started walking towards the bathroom .

  " .     .     .  Thank you " she smiled looking up at the ceiling thanking whoever is in heaven for saving her this time.

        With the mineral hot water attacking her body , hyeon wasted a good amount of time in the shower to try and get her tense body wake up from the hangover.

      " .      .       .  Im sure jessica called him and told him to pick me up " hyeon concluded  her thought as to why she is with lay . It has to be jessica , how else would he find her and why would he have cared if not for jessica who dumped hyeon on him . He has been avoiding her for the last dozen of days .   .   .   There's no way he would have done this if it wasn't a last option .

       " .     .      .   This is it " she smirked now having the chance to actually get down to the bottom of why he has been treating her like a stranger.

   Minutes later she walked out of the room , tightly wrapped by the gown that was hanging in the bathroom . Feeling totally refreshed with the smell of the strawberry shampoo pleasing her nose as her hair falls on her side .   .   .  She walked out into the lobby taking the stairs down following the news casters voice she could hear from across the apartment .

       "    .      .         .   Huh " she coughed to signal lay as she walked into the kitchen . Lay turned around glancing at hyeon.   .    .  He turned his eyes back into the fridge and pulled out the orange juice.

    " .     .       .    I didn't know you can cook " hyeon pulled one of the chair in front of the food laid out on the table and sat down . No matter when or what , she feels more comfortable with lay than his older brother.

     " .      .       .   I don't " lay gave a quick reply as he placed the orange bottle in the middle and walked across hyeon to get her a glass . Right , hyeon smirked looking at the set of food in front of her . A fried egg and  toasted bread  , and a bunch of cut out fruita laid out on numerous plates .

     " .     .      .   If you don't like it you don't have to eat it " he said noticing the amazed look on hyeon face as he placed the glass next to the juice bottle .   .

      " .     .      .   Thank you " hyeon  replied seconds later , trying hard to hold in her smile , from apple to strawberries to orange to water melon , the number of fruits is just shocking . The fryed egg being the only thing he cooked it's very evident that he can't and doesn't cook.

       Hyeon picked her fork up and started cutting a small amount of the egg  after taking one piece of the cut apple on her eight. As if a chef awaiting judgement on a cooking show lay sat at the other end his eyes glued to hyeon's fork as she took the first bite of the egg that took him hours to learn how to fry .  Forget the garbage bag full of all the stuff he threw away , from 6 till now almost 10 he has been trying to cook for her , from the hangover soup the website recommended that he burnt to the french toast he burnt .   .   .  To all the vegetables burnt or overcooked or not cooked enough . With two cuts on his finger .   .    .  Hours of sweat worthy cooking and  bag full of waste , hyeon's  reaction to her first bite could make it all worthed .

      " .      .       .    This is good " hyeon look