chapter forty-seven | selfish

"You know what they say, small people are the most adorable," she grinned at her. Was she insulting her? She's definitely insulting her or she just wanted to die. It's just either of the two. She wanted nothing but to kick her in her face. Geez, she doesn't need to rub in her face that they look so ridiculous right now because she was supposed to be the guy and yet she was taller than her. This was hell embarrassing. Well for starters Dara unnie, readers digest said that the most pretty people in the world are those short in height and I am saying this not because I am short myself but because I honestly believe it. Come on, it's reader's digest for crying out loud. It is based on strong facts.

Okay let's return to the story before I officially start a campaign or blog regarding this one or putting out one hundred and one reasons on why it was the truth and nothing but the truth. So anyway, as I was saying so they were dancing and getting a bit of the attention because of this height difference that they look extremely funny especially with Dara blushing and all. Aww, unnie, look how a-do-ra-ble you were! I am giddy.

Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I wonder will I be able to finish this story. Hey Park Sandara don't roll your eyes on me, I know I have been gone for too long. I deserved a break from the constant threat of you tearing my limbs apart. Okay, back to the real deal.

"So why are you here?" Bom chuckled as Dara went on super panic mode. She cleared . "What are you talking about?" she pulled her killer husky manly voice which sounded ridiculously fake. "I mean, I'm sure a handsome guy like you would not go to this unless…"she was sweating hard. Dara cleared , "I have always been enslaved by your beauty," she wanted to puke, I wanted to puke. This was so romantic and skin crawling in so many ways. Bom giggled giddily. "And… I wanted to tell you how I admire you," geez can't this get any cheesier.

Dara felt her temper rising while hearing Hyunseung choked on his punch by trying hard not to laugh. I am with the red haired mofo. "I wanted to tell you how I admire you,"Hyunseung imitated her voice with pure perfection that it also made my skin crawl with disgust. Dara felt her vein popped in her head she wanted to kill him. After this, the news will cry how a dead mutilated body of Jang Hyunseung was seen cold on the road. You better hide, Hyunnie.

"You are so sweet," Bom giggled. Dara wanted to cry because of embarrassment. "So why are you here, Dara?" she smiled and Dara froze on her spot. "You know?" Of course, she's not dumb and it obviously you. Aside from the fact that your disguise was just an epic failure. I mean, oh boy, Bom unnie was so genius that she saw through your fantastic disguise! "Seriously, Dara, why are you here?" Yeah, why were they there? Bom leaned down to her whispering in her ears, "Do you know what they do to St. Forseti's students here?" Dara looked at her, raising her brows.

"They will strip you , removed your hairs and boil you, chop you and then grill you." Lie. Bom unnie just tell her if you are hungry already. What do you think of YG? A Wrong Turn crime scene? Aigooo. Dara looked at her with unreadable expression, pale and paper white. And she believed people! Seriously? Aigoo unnie, please, please, and please. This story is oozing with stupidity already!

"Pfft..."← Hyunseung holding his laughter.

Bom looked at her expression; Dara hates gross, gore horror stories and movies. But since her expression was so epic that she started laughing that they caught everyone's attention. And because Bom was so hapoy and Dara looked like fainting, Bom crouched down laughing while holding her stomach. Okay Bom unnie, laugh and laugh. Just laugh.

Stop laughing! Palli! Dara unnie's expression is changing now. Her aura was filled with darkness and coldness. The air surrounding her becamd dangerous all of a sudden and her face looked like she was about to murder just anyone. Oh noes!

"Ah! this!"She screamed in frustration while removing her wig and throwing it on the floor. She pulled her mask and her tie before ing her coat. She threw a deadly glare to Hyunseung who almost choke when he gulped one glass of punch in instant. "I will kill you later." Better hide red haired mofo. She ruffled her hair before grabbing Bom's wrist who was still laughing because she's shallow. Aish.

"You are coming with me!" She snarled pulling Bom with her. Bom's eyes widened in shock when Dara pulled her and she almost tumblef down. "Dara! Wait! Wait! Where are we going?!" Dara didn't answer her and just continued pulling her. She was really trying to protest but of course you know how Goddess D rolls. Does she listen? No. Does she obey anyone? Hell no.

"Dara!" Bom finally showed her hidden strength powered by her huge arms. Err, I mean powered by, ahmm... uhmm... fluffy unicorns? "What are you doing? And seriously where are we going?!" She yelled. Dara just looked at her sharply before her expression softened.

"We are getting our happy endings," she sighed. Bom looked at her, confused. Their happy endings?

"Huh?" She voiced out.

"We are getting our happy ending! Get back to Tabi so I can get back to Jiyong! I miss him already!" She raked her messy hair. Bom looked at her. So she missed Jiyong and because of that she will be using her to fulfill her supposedly role in Seunghyun's life just to back with Jiyong. A realization hit her.

Park Sandara is selfish.

She didn't know what happened but she was just too mad that her hand moved on its own to land one strong slap across Goddess D's face. But since Goddess D has her natural reflexes, she caught her wrist and everyone gasped in the turn of events. I am gasping too so I will be in trend. Clears throat. *gasped!*

Bom tried to retrieve her arm but Dara wouldn't even let her go. "I can't believe how selfish you are!" Bom snarled as her tears burst. All those tears she chose to keep unshed, the pain, the regret, everything came crashing with such tenacity. "You are selfish, Dara! Just because you can't do it anymore you are here to pass him over to me when he wanted nothing but for you to love him! Selfish! You are selfish!" Her teeth were gritting, her voice was booming.

"Yes, I am selfish. Being friends with me for years, I thought you have already known how selfish I am." Dara's voice was firm, unnerving. Bom looked at her, trying to find remorse in her face but her expression remained impasse. Her anger was reaching another level.

"How dare you!? If you think that I will take your place, run back to force myself to him you got it all wrong," she snarled. Dara just remained silent, looking at her mad face. Afterwards, she sighed. "Fine," she let go of her wrist before turning back.

"I don't care if you will be back to him or not. I will still leave him. I am done riding this guilt trip. I can just go home, call Jiyong and be happy with him. I'm sure Tabi will be fine on his own..."she walked away leaving Bom filled with shock. She looked at Dara with a disbelieving expression painted on her face.

"Crap!" Hyunseung suddenly shouted when the security were running on their way. "Dara!" He ran, grabbing Dara's wrist that she almost lost her balance. "Run! Run! Run!" He chanted as they both dashed their way out before they get caught. Everyone was talking and Bom was left on her spot. Speechless. Stunned.

One of the teachers was trying to regain the students' attention, securing that the two gate crashers were no longer in the vicinity. "Hyunseung is really an idiot,"Kikwang said with one eye closed, both arms folded behind his head. "He will have his kick tomorrow," Yoseob added while filling his cup with punch. Dongwoo on the other hand just shook his head.

When a teacher went to Bom, when she touched her shoulder to comfort her, it was as if she snapped and without a word grabbed her clutch and begam running her way out of the school.

Dara is leaving TOP, this is the time that he will be needing her. She knew she already gave up on him but that didn't matter. What matter's she will be by his side may it be as his friend, as his girlfriend or even as a stupid girl who just wanted to stay where he is.

She arrived at the hospital thirty minutes, still clad in her gown and good thing her make up was all suited for crying spree and she still looked so fab. She was running her way on the corridor, to his room. When she reached his room, she saw Dara leaning on the wall next to the door. Her arms were crossed over her chest. Dara looked at her, smiling, "He's been waiting for hours already," she said jabbing her thumb on the door.

Bom felt her tears burst before she enveloped her best friend on a tight hug. "I'm sorry," she cried. Dara just ran her palm up and down of her back. "It's okay," she chuckled, pushing her lightly away fromher. She held her shoulder and made her face the door. "Like I said he's waiting," she said pushing her lightly. Bom glanced at her before grabbing the cold metal knob of the door. Gently, she turned it and pushed it open. Dara watched her disappeared behind the door before releasing a relieved sigh.

She took the seat opposite to the door when Hyunseung came tossing her a can of juice. Dara smiled catching the can and opening it. "By the way, I haven't asked you this... how did you change his mind?" He sat next to her, gulping from his own cam of juice.

Dara took a long sip from her can. "As they said, nothing beats a long cheesy, dramatic talk." She chuckled.

"So what did you talked about?" And yes folks, he doesn't know how to shut up.

"Bom and his feeling for her. You know, absence makes your heart realizes how important this person is." She smiked, fiddling with her can.

"Wait," he placed his hand over her forehead. "I thought you are sick because you are suddenly cheesy," Hyunseung laughed as Dara quickly hit his head and so they were back to their cat and mouse chase.

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Bom closed the door lightly, her eyes not leaving his figure sitting on his bed and looking outside. "You told me that you are not giving up on me," his bassy voice filled the room. And hearing it made her burst into another tears. Oh god, she missed him. She missed him so much that she knew that this kind of longing is no longer legal. "I told you before didn't I?" He was still not looking at her. TOP kept his eyes outside the window, his fist clutching hia white blanket. The air between them, that small distance intensified every longing he felt, heightened all emotions. Dara was right, he was just so used to the idea that he was in love with her, he was too immensed in his goal of her to reciprocate his feelings that he failed to recognize the changes in him, the changes of his heart.

"Girls who give up are not cool." He finally looked at her and his heart thumped so loud. Maybe not like how it does before whenever he sees Dara. This time it was different. This thumping was too impatient, too loud and a lot painful. His ECG was beeping like crazy. Bom just ran to him and threw herself to him. He wrapped his arms around her waiting for her heart to calm down but in didn't. It pounded crazier than before.

"I'm so sorry!" Bom cried hugging him tight. "I'm really sorry! This time I will never ever give up on you no matter what happened!" She was shaking her head.

TOP just tightened his arms around her. "Please, don't give up on me." He whispered and finally he allowed himself to cry. "Never give up on me, Park Bom."

"I won't I promise."

"But you made her give up, Seunghyun." He knew that of course but still it was just unacceptable that she did give up when she promised not, when she bragged never.

"She gave up because she's weak." He spat bitterly. Yeah, that's what was running in his head. She was weak, she doesn't honor her words. Dara smiled a little, "Probably she was weak but have you asked yourself that maybe you hurt her a little too much? Seunghyun, Bom is human, even if you say she's half crazy, half stupid, she can still be hurt but still she was fighting wasn't she? And in fighting sometimes it's easier to let go than keep on holding on."

Seunghyun drifted his gaze away. "You told me you love me," Dara sat on the edge of his bed, closer to him. She reached for his hand, he held her hand tightly.

"I do. I love you." He looked at her.

"Did it ever cross your mind that maybe you still love me but not unlike before? Seunghyun, love never disappear. When you love someone, you can't unlove them even if you wanted to. That love may weaken or may get intensified but never will it be gone." She explained gently.

"What are you saying, I love you, Dara. I know what I am feeling." He frowned.

"Do you now? What if Seunghyun you are just used to the idea that you are in love with me without knowing that your feelings have changed through time, that your heart have changed. And maybe you are too immensed to the idea of me reciprocating your feeling without knowing that it became nothing but a goal to reach and not a want or need. You could have hurt me you know," she laughed.

He looked at her and for the first time asked himself. Who would he want this beautiful girl in front of him to be in his life? As he began thinking, he came to realize little by little those things he failed to see, to think of. Gently, he let go of her hand.

"I'm sorry," it came out in a small gasped as he emerged from the cold water of his own realization. Dara hugged him. "It's okay, Seunghyun. It's okay."

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Dara clapped her hands together after she successfully jumped from the tall gates of Kwons. And yes, Kwon residence has such poor security. She quickly went around the house finding an entry. And luckily or unluckily she found only one door open and it was Jiyong's door in the balcony. The balcony that was over looking their huge swimming pool. Dara ran her palm over her face. No choice. She needed to climb.

Don't ask me why she was doing this when she can call Jiyong and ask him to open the door for her. Oh, now I remembered, she threw her phone to Hyunseung and since Hyunseung was an expert in dodging, her poor cellphone hit the wall and fell into million pieces. And Jiyong gave that to her.

I am not saying anything. For Christ's sake give me a break! Grr! I mean, as I was saying since Dara inherited some awesome abilities from Spiderman, she climbed the balcony with no problemo. She was there after coupleof minutes which was not surprising since she used to steal from huge mansions like this. What I mean is she used to do this to BIGBANG'S house when she was pissed at home because of her parents' cheesiness or honeymoon period. They will just wake up with that cute adorable Dara by their side.

After she climbed, she quickly went inside when all she saw was his empty clean room aside from a messy bed. She looked for him in the bathroom, in his closet but he was not there. ", maybe he was in our house,"she slapped her palm against her forehead. Hey, don't ask me where the hell Kwon y Jiyong is! I don't know!

He's not in my room, I swear!

Seriously, he's not in my room. So where is Kwon Jiyong?! Oh no! Let's call the army! The navy! The airforce! Voltes V! Err, the police! KWON JIYONG IS MISSING!

"Looking for me," Dara almost jumped when she suddenly felt his arms wrapped around her, hugging her tightly. Oh there he is. I thought he is missing, hehe. She quickly removed his arms but he didn't allow it. He just kept his arms firm around her. "Just give me a minute to make sure I am not dreaming." He whispered.

"You are not dreaming, stupid!" Dara exclaimed still trying to remove his arms off her but like before he wouldn't even budge. Jiyong pressed his forehead against her shoulder. In seconds, his shoulder shook and he began sobbing. "Jiyong..."Dara worriedly murmured. "You a-are not le-leaving m-me anymore right?" He asked, stuttering because of his cries. Dara wrapped her arms over his.

"I am not! You will just get sick of me, you will beg me to leave but I will not leave you anymore!"Her tears fell and she doesn't know why. Maybe it was his cries, or his arms, or his warmth, or the two of them at that very moment. They just badly miss each other.

"I don't believe you," he muttered and Dara laughed.

"Oh-uh, what should I do now?" She wiped her tears.

"Marry me." He cried. Dara's eyes widened in shock soon her lips spread on a small smile.

"Stupid! This is not very romantic you know!" She laughed and cried and she's probably going crazy. "How can you propose like this? There should be flowers, balloons and you are being elevated by a platform while it's raining cherry blossoms." Jiyong finally laughed.

"I'm serious. Marry me." He gently made her look at him. Dara rolled her eyes. "Fine, if you are forcing me this much," she chuckled. Jiyong just cupped her face and gently claimed her lips. He kissed him slow and savoring, pouring out every emotion, every word he failed to say, all those wasted time they have entertained.

Dara wrapped her arms on his waist, pulling him more. She tilted her head and parted her lips. His tongue invaded where she welcomed him feveriahly answering his tongue gracefully. With lips still in passionate affair, she grabbed the hem of his white shirt pulling it over him. As Jiyong ed her white shirt. She didn't know how it happened but she just felt herself on his soft bed. He was hovering above her pushing off her white polo. They were still kissing, their tongues dancing. She was ing his jeans while she was ing her black slacks.

When they were down to their undergarments, Jiyong switched their position. Dara parted her lips from his, landing it in the corner of his lips, to his jaw line, his neck, to that soft spot below his ear. Her hand was roaming around his torso. Jiyong shifted their position once more, bringing Dara back to the bed, showering those wet kisses all over her as his hands were quick to remove those clothea covering her. In no time, both of them were bared and hot, needing each other. Jiyong graced her neck with wild kisses while his other hand was massaging her knee, then her thigh, hightening her anticipation.

"Ji," she pleaded yet he continued running his palm up and down her inner thigh. His lips moved to her collar bones and the moment he reached her perky , his hand reached the summit of his thighs. He engulfed her hard in his warm mouth as his finger slid inside her folds. Dara's moan loudened. "I love you,"Jiyong whispered against her parted lips when he lifted himself to face her once more. His finger kept its invasion, in and out. Dara claimed his lips when he added another digit in, his other hand massaging her . "I missed you." He whispered. "I missed you so much,"Dara began kissing the crook of his neck, her trembling hands roaming all over his body. She's so close.

Before she even had her limit, she moaned his name against his salty skin when he entered her. Slow and gentle, almost heaven. "I'm sorry, Ji." She gasped. "I missed you too." He took her lips in a slow unhurried kiss while they danced in that darkness. He and she becoming one once again. He increased his pace and Dara felt herself at the edge when she ed, few more and Jiyong reached his limit.

He claimed her lips for another sweet kiss with a promise of never being apart ever again. "I love you," he smiled. "I love you too," she chuckled and they did it countless times, different position each time they fell in love to one another in a whole new level. They made love until they fell asleep wrapped in the security and comfort of each other's arm