Chapter 18: Her Words

“To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.” - Federico García Lorca

Kai stumbled and fell on the floor. His back ached from the fall and was about to get up when Chanyeol grabbed him by the collar and pressed him against the wall, laying another punch on his face. He kept on punching him until Kai's face was already bruising. The latter wasn't fighting back though. He accepted those punches as he knew that it was his fault in the first place.

"You bastard!" Chanyeol held his fist high ready to punch again when a hand grasped his wrist firmly. He was about to shout at the person for interrupting him when he saw that it was Ahri.

"O-oppa, stop," she said. Tears were already straining down her face, her grip on his wrist never wavering. Her brother's face softened for a second seeing his sister cry but immediately regained its hardness when he glared back at Kai.

Sighing, he let go of Kai's collar, purposely pushing him, making him stumble backwards if it weren't for the wall supporting him. He ran his fingers through his fair making it messier. Small sweat pearls started to outline his face. He was really getting frustrated. The scene kept replaying on his mind. He can't help but feel overprotective of his sister. He's scared. Yes, he is. He can't help but remember the times when her sister cried all night and refused to talk to anyone. He knew he was being a jerk right now, but he has a reason, and his pride won't allow him to back down.

Ahri immediately went to Kai's side, not noticing her brother's glares on her way. "Are you alright?" She asked him while cupping his face, examining it for bruises.

"I don't think you doing that is such a good idea right now," he whispered. She looked confused for a moment until she looked at her brother and saw that he was glaring at the two of them. Ahri sighed and stepped away from Kai.

Minutes have passed and no one talked. Chanyeol was glaring at Kai while the latter kept on fidgeting of his intense gaze at him. Ahri though lost in her thoughts. She felt bad for Kai but at the same time she can't blame her brother. He was just overprotective of her considering what happened to her in the past.

As if on cue, Suho and Xiumin walked out the VIP room. The two were shocked to see Kai's face, a fuming Chanyeol and a dazed Ahri. Suho sighed as he registered what happened.

"Aish. I think I'm going to age early because of him. Seriously, he needs to calm down and stop punching people. This is the third time already." Suho told himself, annoyed.

Suho glanced at Xiumin, "Hyung, help Ahri and Kai at the van and text the others we're going home," he ordered, being the leader he was. The elder only nodded his head and wrapped his shoulders on Kai, helping him stand up. Ahri followed the two silently.
Once the three left, Suho placed his hands on Chanyeol's shoulders and said, "We need to talk."

Meanwhile, the boys and Ahri piled in front of the van. Some were drunk while some were still sober but still a bit tipsy. Xiumin ran his hand on his hair in frustration.

"Aish, that Suho, really. How are we supp