I was the most uneasy I had been in months, hell, in years. I paced around in my room, holding my phone tight as I contemplated whether to text Blaire or not. I mean she did say she was going to get out of mines and Yu Bin’s hair, which was a good thing, but there were a lot of red flags surrounding her; I for one didn’t trust her, but I was curious, so I tapped Blaire’s contact information on my phone and texted her “Location??”
Immediately I got home, I pulled out my phone to call Yu Ri, I couldn't face any of them, not while I was contemplating stealing from Yu Bin for Blaire. I couldn't go teach her children in the state I was in, I'd make a lot of blunders and they'd find out that I planned to steal, then they'd also find out my secret.
After crying and wallowing in self pity, I got up from my bed to clean up and look a tad bit presentable before Eric’s came home. Yu Ri and Yu Bin called me over a thousand times, I didn’t pick up, I couldn’t pick up. I knew Yu Bin was going to want to come around to see me, so I texted him quickly, telling him I was PMSing, and I didn’t want him to see me that way. It worked the trick; lord knew I wouldn’t be able to face him if he came around.
It was a Monday, the day Blaire and I picked so I’d take the gold from Yu Bin for her. I had to summon all my courage and tell myself that I was doing it for Yu Bin and I, I was doing it so Blaire would leave us alone. It was like a chant in my head; it worked out pretty fine. I got dressed for work as usual, and headed to Yu Bin’s mansion.
Yu Bin’s POV:
“You have to tell me everything that happened and how it happened,” Eric was serious. He didn’t have the habitual soft aura he always had towards me. Eric and I were on our way home; all I wanted to do was collapse on my bed before the memories haunt me and end up killing me for real this time.“Let’s get home first,” my
Nostalgia hit me as I stepped out of the cab. The atmosphere was just as I remembered it, thin and nice. I was in constant conflict with myself, a part of me wanted to go into the house,the other part, not really. It was more of a “ditch them the same way they ditched you and never turn back,” type of thing. I really wanted to ditch them, but I needed them.
Living life without Jumy was pointless. There was hardly anything I was excited about, it annoyed the hell out of me, but for some dumb reason best known to me, I couldn't bring myself to call her. I was a coward. I didn't know how to face her after believing everything I saw, without trying to know her side of the story.
My parents and I were nowhere near healed or healing; but there was a little progress in our relationship and that was fine by me. I didn’t mind the baby steps we were taking.The whole neighborhood knew I was back home, as my dad kept sending me on errands everywhere. A lot of people thought I was risen from t