Aftermath

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Hyoyeon woke up with a major headache and a strained muscles. She opened her eyes and looked around the room. There were boxes all over the place and a big “To Do List” on the wall. She was confused about where she was and how she got there with no recollection of what happened last night. All she knew was the need for some painkillers; ASAP. She tried to get up but she felt someone on her right side, hugging her slim waist. She turned her head and saw Jessica in her full glory.

Flashbacks and disturbing images began to overwhelm her brain. It took a while for her to fit the pieces back together but she did, whether she liked it or not and as soon as she realized what happened she jumped out of bed and quickly put on her clothes. What made it worse was the fact that the girl beside her was one of her favorite musical actresses. Emphasis on was.

Jessica woke up to the sound of rustling.

“Gooodd Morning.” She yawned and stretched out her arms.

“Good morning my . I remember what happened.” Hyoyeon growled.

“Oh…” Jessica sat on her bed awkwardly with her blankets covering her.

“How could you do that to me?! That’s really low!” Hyoyeon angrily said while trying to keep in her tears.

“I’d say sorry… but I’m not. It was part of a bet." She shrugged.

Jessica noticed Hyoyeon’s tears and a strange, nagging tug came from her heart. She never felt sorry or gave a second thought to the people she brought home but something about Hyoyeon made her feel different.

“You are one sick person. Even I wouldn’t do that.” Hyoyeon spat before she ran out of the house leaving the other girl to soak in her words.

She kept running for a few blocks with tear filled eyes before reaching a big street. She stopped and tried to figure out where the hell she was. She took out her phone and looked at the time; 10am. She signed and searched up directions before starting again.

 It took her thirty minutes of steady jogging before she finally got back home. She grabbed some clothes out of her closet and went straight to the shower to scrub off all traces of the witch she just met.

***

Taeyeon woke up to a breeze coming from the window. She opened her eyes and gave a big sigh as she remembered everything that happened yesterday. She lifted both of her hands and covered her face in an attempt to hide from her shame. She turned to the left and saw Sunny sound asleep which made her feel even more like she just got hit by a truck. Turning her head to the wall, she noticed it was 10am and got up to take a shower. After she finished, she went to wake Sunny up.

“Sunny… Wake up Sunny.” Taeyeon gently nudged her.

“Hmmm? Ughhh my head hurts.” Sunny slowly got up into a sitting position. “Huh? Why am I ? Did I bring someone home?” Sunny asked Taeyeon.

“Umm about that…” Taeyeon sat next to Sunny and looked at her with overbearing guilt. She was trying to decide if it was best to tell her what happened last night or brush it off likeit never happened. Before she could make a decision Sunny connected some dots and spoke up.

“Tae… did we…” Sunny looked at Taeyeon while slowly pointing back and forth.

 Taeyeon hung her head in guilt and gave a slight nod.

“Oh my god…” Sunny said in shock.

Taeyeon's acknowledgement triggered her flashbacks of last night’s event and repeated in her mind like a broken record.

“I’m so sorry, Sunny. I tried to stop but my body refused to listen. I’m so sorry.” Taeyeon began to tear up, a rarity on its own.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay. I don’t blame you. What happened last night, already happened.” Sunny gave Taeyeon a hug and slowly rubbed her back.

“You have every right to hate my guts. It was my entire fault.” Taeyeon kept crying.

“I’m not mad at you, Tae. I know it was against your will. Sunny reassured her.

After a couple minutes of more crying, Sunny let go of Taeyeon and put her hands on her shoulders. “It’s okay, Taeyeon. You didn’t hurt me.” Sunny looked straight into her eyes.

Taeyeon hung her head low again but Sunny lifted her chin up and gently wiped the remaining tears falling from her sorrowful eyes.

 “I’m fine.” Sunny gave a reassuring chuckle. “I’m gunna go shower. I’ll see you downstairs.” She gave Taeyeon a quick hug before going into the shower.

***

Sooyoung woke up from the ruckus Hyoyeon caused in the bathroom. Bits and pieces of last night came across her mind. Without a second thought she got up, went downstairs, and went straight for the fridge. She took out a plastic con

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Fire_trek 311 streak #1
Chapter 6: I subscribed just for this story. It’s just too good.
crazysone #2
I'm rereading this awesome story in 2018 so goodddd
kween_seulgi
#3
Chapter 37: Ughh i nearly got a heart attack with this chapter :0
hyokryseroxx #4
I'm gonna re-read this for a million times just because i am badly missing good hyosic fanfic
LxttleRebel
#5
Chapter 50: Ok seriously WHY is this so in amazing LOL. Ohlawd this was really good. Just, wow. Would totally Reread anytime. Thank you for the great story !
fanmous
#6
Chapter 28: what about Jessica's past? I'm curious about it
TheRedRanger #7
Chapter 37: I hate god damn April fools so much ;-;
ginamg #8
great story :)
jaekwons
#9
Chapter 48: just another comment hehe i was wondering if there's a PDF version of the finished story? :-D it would make it really convenient to read offline.
SSSTTYYHJ #10
Chapter 50: WHY IS THIS SO GOOD? I know why, because you are an amazing writer who only gets better with each chapter and your progression of the story was very much more believable than most stories in which "they got together after first sight". You developed the characters and gave them their flaws and their strengths and how that translated into the story was amazing. It looks like Punch could be an entire spinoff/sequel story on its own, but I feel content with you not doing a sequel and that's a good thing. Its one thing to leave your readers wanting more, but to do that AND make them feel content without more is a weird paradox you accomplished. Your writing style is not the most sophisticated or fancy, but its one that allows for many readers to enjoy simply, but has enough complexity to make it leave no questions unanswered. I loved this story and can't wait to read more from you