Read story Side Effect | Changbin - {02} Unfamiliar room and voices

{02} Unfamiliar room and voices

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". . .pose to do?"

Her head hurt so bad she felt like ripping it off, her body ached, and felt really heavy, heavy head, heavy eyes, heavy limps. The blonde tried opening her eyes, but immediately shut it tight when a huge amount of light threatened to blind her all at once.

The whispers made it to her ears but she could barely make out what was being said. Two different unfamiliar voices and it seemed like they were having a disagreement.

She slowly rubbed her head and that's when everything came back like a flash of light. From the cringe guy at her friend's party to the reason why she left.

She shouldn't have.

She should had spend the night over. One by one and painfully fast, all her memories came back, violently tugging her back into this cruel world.

"You don't fucking know who she fucking is, Seo fucking Changbin."

Huffs, grunts, groans, sighs, yells, scoffs.

The more they repeated, the faster her heart thumped.

Dirty, filthy, gross, revolting.

Her world shook. Her vision blurred, those faint unfamiliar voices. This unfamiliar room. That's when she looked around, not caring to criticise or praise the simple yet stunning decor of the room.

Soft, warm, comfortable.

She was on a bed. A bed? No. The blonde quickly folded into a ball, her knees pressed against her chest, her head lowered to rest on it.

Aching, burning, lump, shaking, tears.

She shook with fear. No, she shouldn't cry. She was taught that it's for the weak. 'Crybabies are not allowed in my household.' That voice rang in her head.

No crying, don't cry, stop crying.

The tears kept on coming nonstop, like a waterfall. She tried convincing herself that it was okay, that she was okay.

Pretend, pretend, pretend, pretend.

The word kept replaying over and over like a broken record.

"How are you feeling?"

Startled by the voice, the blonde slowly rose her head. Her shaky blue eyes locking with a concerned pair of brown eyes. Her eyes were glassy and her cheeks wet, glistening as it reflected the light from the properly illuminated room.

Standing before her was a black haired, he stood far away and she deduced that he was keeping his distance. His brows creased in concern and his lips curved into a frown.

And behind him was another male, he peeked from the muscular guy, his doe eyes peering at the frozen girl. "Hi," he spoke lowly.

Getting silence as a reply, he looked up at the older, frowning.

"Hi," the blonde spoke up after a while, finally cooling off her voice so it wouldn't come out shaky. Never show you're affected, feign happiness, and block off any negative emotion, or so she had been taught. "Where am I?"

"Um, around?" Came the shorter's vague reply. He scratched his head, probably feeling awkward. The younger behind gave him a pointed look, displeased with his action.

Awkward silence.

"I reckon you're the guy who broke that bastard's nose, huh?" The blonde feigned a chuckle, perplexing the two boys in front of her. "Man, it was so cool, I barely saw shit, but yeah!"

"Thanks?"

Well that was a plot twist. The two exchanged confused looks. "Do you know who he is?" The younger butted in, now stepping away from his hyung.

When the girl's eyes locked with his, her breath hitched and that sense of fear returned. "No," she lied, hoping they wouldn't catch on.

The blue haired nodded in understanding. "What's your name?"

"Jisung, you can't just ask her that," the muscular guy smacked his shoulder, making the blue haired to whine in pain.

"I'm just trying my best, okay?" The younger groaned, rubbing the spot that ached. The female simply watched as they argued back and forth and before things could get out of hand, she spoke up.

"Its fine, I don't mind it," she curled more into herself when both boys quickly averted their attention back to her. One with concern the other perplexed. She bit her lip, trying to cool down how frightened she actually was.

"I'm Yerin."

#Ønë: Seo Changbin