Twenty One – The Guilty Pleasure

“ed?”

He pulled one cigarette – putting it on his mouth then nodded. His eyes are still on the TV, that it distracted me so much. How could he talk without even looking at me? I’ve tried to hold myself since I don’t want to fight with him in Chanyeol’s place – when I know that I’m really at fault.

No, it’s not a fault. What’s wrong with being ed by Chanyeol; or anybody else? I’m single, and Jongin’s not my boyfriend anymore, anyway. He’s not in a position to be a jealous .

“Were you drunk?” Sehun asked worriedly if I hurt by Jongin’s word.

“Yes, alcohol went up to my head last night. And what’s wrong? I mean, I’m not in a position to tell you who I ed last night.” Then I rushed leaving the flat even without my sweater. He’s still a bossy who loves to control me, even after we broke up.

Even though sometimes, I’d glad to have someone who would help me when I was down. But sometimes – or every time – I would pray to God that someone can’t be Jongin. Because every time he helped me or just making sure I was okay, it made me confused as hell.

I wanted to move on, that’s all.

“Where’s Jaebum?”

No, they haven’t married. Since Minha aborted the wedding with Jaebum, he went back to my sister and being responsible as to her and their baby. But what made my sister haven’t decide to marry him (yet) is that she’s still feeling guilty towards Minha.

If she never let Jaebum to date Minha, if she never let Jaebum to marry Minha, then Minha will never fall in love with Jaebum. Cancelling your wedding right one hour before it started would be the pain in the , and Minha did it – for the sake of my sister and her baby.

Minha and Miyoung are both kind-hearted, they just destined to fall in love with wrong guy at first. Just like Miyoung even thought she has found Mark now. And my sister believed that Minha would meet someone better than Jaebum. And when my sister felt better, she’d marry Jaebum.

Well, at least this accident slapped both my stupid sister and her stupid boyfriend, right? Oh, I’m right. Love is stupid as .

I pulled one cigarette – yes, I’m smoking now since I went to club often and I think smoking and drinking are better when I have many things going on my head, right? – Then looking at my sister who’s drinking her juice.

“How’s Jongin?”

That Jongin topic again. “His sarcastic mouth is still working, I guess.” I said after letting the smoke out of my mouth. “I don’t think I will answer any Jongin question today.”

“If it wasn’t because of him, I don’t think I could survive living with a daughter – knowing that the father of the baby is living happily with another woman. For a high schooler guy, he’s brave enough to make this problem clear. Even though that was not even his problem.”

Because that Jongin is the Jongin I loved. Even now, he’d be anonymously helping me every time I lost something. Well, I know it’s him.

“I called you last night but a guy answered it – and I’m sure that was not Jongin. I don’t care if you’re smoking or clubbing, just don’t be a , Ahyoung!”

Oh, last night. That guilty pleasure night.

I was in the club – smoking and drinking but still trying to sober because once alcohol went up to my head, I’d be dumb. But that day I was having a bad day and it always about Jongin, damn it!

“Wow, you called me instead of Sehun and Jongin? Impressing.” Chanyeol said as he sat beside m