"Wow, I can't believe it. So your only over here to see Krystal?" I asked, hurt consumed over me quickly. He looked at me with confusion then rushed to my side.

"No, of course not. I mean, partially yes, but I also want to see my favorite girl. You might know her. She's got brown wavy hair, always wearing it in a messy bun, loves wearing sweats, rocks at guitar and sports, crazy beautiful..." he said smiling at me. I nudged him but lauged at his describing me.

"I'm your favorite girl?" I asked. My heart flipped like crazy when he nodded yes. As I looked into his eyes I couldn't help but get lost in them. Why couldn't he love me?

"So are you going to help me or what?" Sehun asked. I looked at him in confusion. "With what?" I asked making him roll his eyes. "To make your sis fall in love with me," he said. I frowned at that but quickly composed myself for his sake.

"And why can't you do that? Your an expert at making the ladies fall for you. You do it all the time at school. Use that charm on Krystal," I said getting up but Sehun pulled me back down. "That's the thing, Krystal doesn't like when I act that way," he said. I laughed at how helpless he looked and he snapped his head toward me.

"What?" He asked, annoyed. "You so helpless, I never imagined the famous Player Sehun would ever fall in love," I cooed making him roll his eyes. "Neither did I..." he whispered. 

I nudged him but as I did so he pulled me underneath him making me bore into those beautiful eyes of his. "Promise me you'll help me," he whispered making me shiver. He looked so beautfiul, so desperate, I couldn't say no. 

"I promise," I whispered. And as soon as those words slipped, I regreted it terribly.
*Flashback Over*

"Sehun! Stop!!" Krystal screamed yet again. Okay no way was I going to go back to sleep with them screaming like that. I slowly made my way towards my bathroom, washing my face, brushing me teeth and lastly putting my hair up in its messy bun.

As I made my way down the stairs I could hear Krystal's giggling as she begged Sehun to stop tickiling her. Krystal hated when she got tickled I on the other hand loved it. As I entered the living room I heard glass break and quickly ran towards the scene.

I saw Krystal and Sehun move off the couch to look at what had been shattered. It was my snowglobe that my dad had given me when I was a little girl. I could feel the tears prickle around the corner of my eyes.

"Jess..." Krystal trailed but I didn't want to look at her. I slowly picked up my snowglobe and traced it. It was the last gift my dad had given me, and now it was ruined.

"Jess, I'm so sorry," Krystal said coming towards me but I backed away. "Its fine," I lied not being able to look at her nor at Sehun. My head throbbed instantly and I realized that I forgot to change the bandage on my head. I turned my back to them and went to the bathroom. As I changed the bandage, I could feel the tears falling down my face. I looked back down at my broken snow globe and hugged it.

Dad, I miss you. If only you were here. I wiped the tears that had fallen on my face and opened the door to the bathroom slowly only to find Sehun looking down at me. His hands reached out to touch my cheek and wipe the tear that had fallen. I looked away from him and made my way past him. As I was about to make my way up the stairs but he stopped me.

"Jess, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to break your snowglobe. I know how much it means to you, and I'm sorry." I looked into his eyes and saw that it held pain.

"Its fine Sehun, but if you don't mind, I'd like to be alone," and with that I turned my back to him. I just needed to be alone. But the truth was, I already was.
 
Sehun's P.O.V.
I didn't want to leave Jessica alone but I knew she wanted to be. Why hadn't I just stopped when Krystal asked me to? I hadn't come over the house to see Krystal, in fact, I was shocked to see her dressed and ready. I had come to see Jessica but, of course, she was asleep. As I made my way back to the living room I saw that Krystal had picked up the mess. I sighed.

"How is she?" Krystal asked. I could see that she felt guitly. "She was crying," I said. Krystal sat herself down on the couch, burrying her face in her hands. "Its okay, babe. It was an accident. Besides, Jess said it was fine." I said to try and calm her down.

"Sehun, that was the last gift our dad gave to Jessica. It was special to her. And I ruined it," she said, a tear rolling down her cheek. I sighed while wiping it away. I didn't know what else to say so I sat there ​with my arm around her.

It had been at least an three hours since I'd last seen Jessica and I missed her like crazy. What was she doing up in her room? I looked down to a sleeping Krystal. I, then, decided to carry her to her room. As I exited her room, I looked over to Jessica's door.

Oh, Jessica, why are you making me go crazy? I made my way towards her door and just stood there. What if she needed more time? What if she didn't want to see me? I knew she'd still be sad, but I wanted to comfort her. As I was about to knock her door flew open and I was left standing like an idiot.

"I knew you were there," Jessica said, a light smile plastered on her face. I gave her a cheeky grin but instantly hugged her. She hugged me back and I just enjoyed the feeling of being in her arms all over agian. "Jess, please, I'm so sorry. I didn't know-"

"Its okay Sehun. Really. I'm sad but life goes on," she said getting out of my embrace. She made her way back to her bed and just layed there. I decided to sit on the floor beside her. I knew she wanted to tell me something but I just waited till she wanted to share.

"I've never really told you the story of my dad...have I?" Jessica asked me. Her voice was so small it was barely a whisper. I squeezed her hand telling her it was okay. She sat up, still inclined with my hand, and looked at me. Her eyes were red from crying and her hair was all over the place. I didn't bother to tell her but just continued to let her talk.

"I was pretty much a daddy's girl growing up," she said with a smile. "If I wasn't found anywhere in the house you knew I was with daddy. Either playing sports with him, helping him fix his car, or just sitting with him looking at the stars. Thats the reason I love the stars so much. It use to be mine and my dad's 'getaway'." A tear rolled down her cheek and I instantly wiped it away.

"He loved both Krystal and I but I knew I was very special to him, as he was to me. Growing up, he was my hero, like any daddy would be to his little girl. But far more than that, he was my idol. I looked up to him so much, in my eyes he was the pefect dad, and I wanted to be just like him," she said getting lost in her own thoughts.

I knew she was thinking of the past and I let her. She needed to get this out, and I was going to be here for her, no matter what. She looked at me and held a sad expression. "I don't know how it happened, but he and my mom started fighting. At first it was little arguments then it turned into massive fights, really bad that he ended up breaking something in the house. I didn't understand at the time neither did Krystal but we would always cry hoping that the fight wasn't that bad where divorce came in. I remember always going to daddy after the fights, while Krystal went with mom. I would see my dad cry, and I just sat there with him. He would try and make me laugh so I wouldn't worry about him but it never worked. Even though, he was suffering, he would always try and make me smile. I admired him so much for that," she was squeezing my hand while tears fell constantly down her face.

I knew there was no point to wipe them away anymore. I came and sat on the bed next to her and hugged her as she went on. "He started drinking, coming home late, and bringing more fights into the house. Krystal was fed up with him and mom's fights, she couldn't stand to live in that kind of environment she asked if she could live with our aunt. I didn't want her to go but I knew she needed too. I didn't want to though. Even as a little girl, I was determined to fix the situation. But no matter what I did, nothing stopped the arguments, the breaking of things, and the screams. I didn't know what was becoming of my family and I cried everyday. I sometimes wondered if it was because of me that they fought," Jessica said in my arms. She was shaking uncontrollably and I held on to her so tight. I'd never seen Jessica in so much pain.

It was killing me. I couldn't stand the fact when she was in a down mood, but now she was telling me her deepest secret. One that she kept from me until now. And now I completley understand why. "It wasn't your fault Jess. People have problems all the time. You said the fights started for no reason. Your father loved you too much to even fight over you," I said, almost tearing up myself. She sobbed into my shoulder and I held her too me even more, if that was possible.

"The story doesn't end there, Sehun. My dad came home one day looking different. He kept telling me that he loved me and that nothing or no one could ever stop him from loving me. He was packing his things in a suitcase and I remembered asking him where he was going. He gave me a painful look and said he was going away. I remember holding onto him, screaming and begging him not to go. I kept screaming and screaming while he told me he was sorry. My mom told me it was going to be okay. She pulled me away from him but I ran back to him. He told me to go with mom but I didn't. I told him I wanted to go with him. Once my mom got a great hold of me he got into his car and left. I screamed to my mom to let me go but she didn't. My dad was leaving......As his car made its way out the driveway I got out of my mom's arms and ran towards the car but it was too late. His car was already driving away. I ran and ran after it but it just kept moving away, going faster and faster. And then.....he was gone," Jessica cried into my chest.