Chapter 12
Getting A Taste Of PoisonYong Guk's POV
No..I didn't like to see her cry. I don't like to see anyone cry. It made me angry how someone could be such an .
I held her, making sure that she was going to calm down.
"Shh..." I held her in my arms, face to chest.
"Bang...thanks." She choked out slowly.
I could feel the pain in her voice. I hadn't known her long. But I knew that Stacey was a sensitive girl and as nice as she was. It wasn't the easiest thing to get a boyfriend.
I wanted to do something for her. But I couldn't I just stared and remembered all of the times she had cried. All of the times she had cursed at me. Then I went right back to not liking her.
I shoved her off....the look of confusion taking over her face.
"What the hell?" She cried out.
"Don't get so close.." I felt like a douchebag..
Why can't we like each other...why can't we like each other at all..
She stopped crying, got up and walked towards me.
" you." She said, stopping in front of my face.
I stood there as she walked away..
I took it. Whatever she said. I took it. I knew I was a douchbag. I knew she only put up with me because I payed rent.
I walked back to my room and set on my bed.
Am I really bipolar?
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