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Would you promise me?

Chapter Eight

Miyeon POV-

"Am I going to die?"
I feel my breathing become uneven when Dr Choi looks at me with a face I hoped never to see- pity. His gaze lands on me, and he runs a hand through his hair. After a long silence, he finally says, "It's not like that."

I can no longer stay patient, and just sit around with them telling me an answer that's so unclear.
My blood starts to boil, and I scoff. Both heads turn my way. But there's a difference; pity has disappeared from his face, and I'm left with a cold stare.
"It's not like that?" I start, "Then what is it like?"

I look straight at him, and he does the same. Dr Choi sighs and begins speaking, "You're not going to..." and his voice trails off.

My hands automatically clench into fists, but quickly return to normal, when I hear sniffling. I look over my shoulder and see my mum staring down at the ground, with her hand covering her mouth.

"M-m-mum." My voice begins to shake, and I slowly get up and go to her.
"I-I'm s-so, so sorry. T-this is all m-my f-fault." She says. It breaks my heart to see her so helpless.

Unconsciously, tears start to form in my eyes, and all it took for them to fall, was for me to look into her eyes. Those eyes, filled with an imense amount of pain. A pain, which I know is my fault.

"T-this isn't your fault. N-n-none of this i-is." I get up and bend down to her level, and go straight into a hug.
"If anyone should b-b-be s-sorry, it should be m-me." I manage to say through my tears.

I pull away first, and wipe the tears that would stain her cheeks, before returning to my seat.

I quickly glance at my mum. 'Her hands are still shaking.' I grind my teeth together, and turn my gaze towards Dr Choi.

"If I'm not going to die, what's going to happen to me?"

~~~~~
*Next day, School*

My shoulders feel heavy, and the dark circles around my eyes couldn't be anymore visible. I trod along the path of my school.

"Miyeon-ssi! Is that you?"

'Go away, you stupid member of EXO.'

"Yah! It IS you!"

'I know it's me.'

"Hey, Mimi~"

I stop in my tracks and quickly turn around.

"WHAT?!" I yell.

Everyone stops and stares at me. As in, everyone.

"What are you looking at, huh? Move along!" I shout to no one in particular. I turn to look at the three people in front of me, who looked shocked.

I lower my voice and say, "What is it that you guys want?" The look at me, confused, before turning their faces back towards the ground.

"You were shouting my name." I say, and lift an eyebrow.
"O-oh that..." Baekhyun starts, fidgeting with his fingers.
"W-we just..." Kai continued, biting his lower lip nervously.
"W-we were making sure that i-it was y-you. Well, s-since you weren't i-in for last period yesterday." Suho ends.

My face softens, and I smile. Not a forced smile, not a wide smile, just a small smile.
"Mianhae." I say, "I-I'm just not in a very good mood right now."

All 3 of them look at me, with a concerned look on their faces.
"What's wrong?"
"Did something happen?"
"Who was it Mimi?"
They all say at once, and to be honest, I don't even know who said what.

"N-nan gwenchanayo." I look back to the ground, and quickly bow, then speedily turn away, running towards the school.
"Miyeon-ssi!"
"Mimi!"
"Miyeon-ah!"
I hear them all shout my name, but I just look down and run. 'Dammit, Miyeon! Don't cry, not now!' I menatlly curse myself.

Suddenly, I feel my head hit someone, and I fall back hard.
"Ow." I rub my head, and get up.
"YAH! Don't you look where you're going?" He screams.
I cover my face with my hair, and reply, "S-s-sorry."
"Sorry?" He scoffs, "at least look at someone when apologising." He spits.

I meekly move my hair from my face and look up. His eyes grow wide, and so do mine.
"Y-you're Miyeon, right?" He says.

I no longer feel scared, knowing who it is, so I roll my eyes.
"And you're the narcissistic baboon, Kris, right?"

Kris POV-

'God, where the hell is Kai? I need him to help me with my dancing.' I hurriedly walk away in fustration, but then I suddenly bump into a girl.

"YAH! Don't you look where you're going?"
'Kris, don't be like this.' I mentally plead myself.

"S-s-sorry." She says, whilst covering her face with her hair.

"Sorry?" I can't help but scoff at her behaviour, 'She must have realised that I'm Kris, from EXO', "at least look at someone when apologising." I harshly say.

She weakly lifts her head, and my eyes go wide. 'T-that's...'
"Y-you're Miyeon, right?"

She seems to have recognised me, and in a matter of seconds, she goes from a weak, helpless girl, to something very different.

Miyeon rolls her eyes and says, "And you're the narcissistic baboon, Kris, right?"

'I-I-I'M WHAT?!'

"I'm not a baboon, nor am I narcissistic!" I defend myself.
"Sure," She smirks, and bends down to pick her bag, "but, in my eyes, you're a narcissistic baboon."

"I said that I'm not-" Some cuts me off by shouting my name.

"KRIS!"

I scan the room and see Baekhyun running towards me, and shortly after, both Kai and Suho follow.

"You texted me saying you neded help. So, what is it, hyung" Kai asks.

"The dance routine." I look around.

'Huh? Where is she?'


~~~~~
Miyeon POV-

"KRIS!" I've heard that voice enough times to know who it is- Baekhyun.

I look at Kris, and he seems to have noticed him. Grabbing tightly onto my bag, I make my way through the groups of people, and quickly rush to the bathroom.

When I get there, I lean against the wall and try to catch my breath, the sun beams brightly through the window, and blinds me, but only for a second, before it's shadowed by a group of girls standing in front of me.

Still trying to catch my breath, I look up, 'She looks familiar.' I think to myself.
"Never go near Kai oppa ever again, you filthy girl!" Ah, that's it. She's the girl who asked to be Kai's partner.

I straighten myself and smirk.
"And... what it I don't?"

She laughs and says, "This is just a warning," the corner of her mouth goes up into a creepy smile, "don't ever think that you actually have a chance." She glares at me and then walks away with her group.

"I never though that I had a chance anyway!" I screamed back at her. I stumble back, and hit my back against one of the stalls. I slump down, hug my knees, and give in. Hot tears make their way down my face. 'I know that already, I know.'








Notes

This chapter wasn't exciting either, but thought it was needed. Hope you liked it. Comment, and subscribe =^_^=


Comments

@IWishIWasAChibiDracula
I really like it you should continue

Miss02 Miss02
5/16/16

@Miss02

Do you actually like the story? It seems pretty meh

@IWishIWasAChibiDracula
But first finish this story pleeeasssse

Miss02 Miss02
5/15/16

@IWishIWasAChibiDracula
I don't know which group just choose for us

Miss02 Miss02
5/15/16

@Miss02

Which band(s) do you have in mind?