So it was one of those days when I had to go home all alone, not knowing what to do, except listening to Kpop.
Since B.A.P  had just released their new album I was of course totally focus on their new songs, which are by the way just DAEBAK!! Well as expected Best. Absolute. Perfect. :p

So yeah I totally love "It's All Lies" and an idea for a new fanfiction suddenly popped into my mind when I was listening to Daehyun's voice <3 I mean this guy is really dhashdku no words can explain him, he's just him xD

Since I was afraid that I would forget about all those ideas I quickly took my iPod and started to write the foreword and the description to it. So being on the author mode, I shut all my surrounding off and was typing like an obsessed fangirl not caring about the man with his hundred donuts next to me :D

So yeah when I was almost done I suddenly had this creepy feeling as if someone was watching me, I thought I would be in some bad movies, so I looked up just to see that the old man with his donuts was reading through my story wth o__O I mean doesn't he know the word PRIVACY.

Of course he tried to look away but way to late duh -_-

Anyways, I didn't get the time to ask him how he found my story lol, so I am asking you guys what you think about my newest idea. It's a story starring Himchan, Daehyun and you and well it's kinda sad ;___;

Since I have three other stories running I won't post it very soon, but I just wanted to know your opinions so hope you will leave me some comments ^^

Description:

I was at the bottom of my life- I was ready to take all the pain that someone who didn’t love me gave me. What’s even worse I didn’t even love him back, so why did I tolerate this violence?

I didn’t know why I still called him my boyfriend, when all I wanted was actually you- But you ain’t better, because you obviously didn’t give a about me.

I told you so many times that I love you, but you never responded back.

Maybe it was your character. I was aware that you barely spoke, but those three words would have saved me. I never got to hear them, and you didn’t even show a reaction when I said them.

Every day I am asking myself what I am to you. I don’t want to believe that your silence was the reason why I became addicted to a person who hurt me every day.

Maybe I really wanted to her you say “I love you” to save me from him.

Foreword:

It was pitch dark outside, but I knew exactly that he would still be awake. It was at those times that I would come to him to search for comfort, so he had to be used to it.

Himchan had been upset; I already sensed it when I entered his room. Actually I should have known that I should run, but something was holding me back at that time.

Maybe I already knew what would happen and running away wasn’t an option when I eventually would return back to him, no matter how bad he has threaten me.

The rain become heavier and the fresh cuts started to burn, the recent bruises were still open and the rain felt like acid on my skin.

I ran faster and seconds later I arrived in front of my bestfriend’s house.

I knocked at the door loudly-not caring if I would wake up the neighbors and then he finally opened the door standing in front of me with the same blank expression that I knew from him. I just entered the room not bothering to explain. The bruises and cuts were already telling the story.

He was my bestfriend and he knew what my boyfriend did to me.

“Can I come in?” I asked even though I was already inside the warm house that felt like home for me. He just nodded, of course, why should he bother to talk anyways.

I spotted the first-aid-kit on the table. Yesterday I had already needed it . I made my way to the familiar couch and sighed And I am back again.

“Give me your arm.” He demanded with a slight hint of anger. “Are you annoyed that I keep disturbing you at nights?” I asked him when he was applying the medicine on the bruises.

“Why do you keep going back to him?” He hid his emotions. It was like he was wearing a mask, but I was his bestfriend so why did he need to act like this?

“Why would you care?” I responded back sharply, but winced when his grip tighten. Did I finally got a reaction from him?

“You are my bestfriend. “ He simply responded and put the utensils away when he was done.

“I am sleeping over.” I told him and laid down on the couch that I have already proclaimed as mine.

“Do you have anything else to say?” He came back with a blanket. I stayed silent for a while and wondered if I should say it again.

“Yes. I love you.” I decided to try again looking into his dark eyes that didn’t show any hint of affection.

“Sleep well.” He turned away without giving me the answer that I needed.

I knew that tomorrow I would be gone to my abusive boyfriend again. Why can’t you respond properly? Do you know that I am letting myself get beaten because of you?

I buried my face in the blanket to hide the tears that kept falling. Hiding is what I have learned from you- Jung Daehyun.

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