Hypocritical
Behind the Door
Both my beads shook; in disbelief. Unknowingly, I stepped into the room. Even though I was in a dim state I could still clearly see the contents of the room.
Regrets suddenly appear, the other side of me expects that I did not make the decision to enter here but the other side I feel grateful because I already know what is behind the door of the room.
Something unexpected, which some might think is a little disgusting.
Really am.
"What's this.. an?" I murmured slowly, almost without a sound.
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I caressed the hair strands with between fingers, a furious breath was heard. Want to know what I just found? Something that can be said as an answer.
In the room, more towards the dindin and the ceiling of the room precisely—many clearly emblazoned pictures in the form of photos where I'm the main model.
Gluey!
I didn't know Liam had this kind of obsession. I spread wild views, from one corner to the other. Another fact I found is, not all the photos there I know the time of shooting. Or I'm not sure if I ever said I wanted to be photographed.
"Isn't this in my apartment balcony?" I muttered involuntarily while pulling a photo with a familiar impression there. Aye! This is really my balcony apartment.
I remember, at that time I had not met the figure of Liam. Just before the man introduced himself as a lecturer at the campus where I was studying.
How could he have those photos? There is even a—?!
DEGH!
Ah~
I was angry, at the same time annoyed. Quickly my hand was raised, pulling a brutal photo of me changing into a bathroom.
Aside from that, the rest of the photos that were there were dozens? Or even hundreds to hundreds scattered on the floor showing my face when young. How can I be so sure?
Maybe because I know that Liam really loves me.
Heh!
Of love?
"Is this the shape of love?"
Why is my eyes now that Liam looks more like one? STALKER!
Was it true that we were lovers?
It's suspicious.
The series of words Vioner had said about Liam who was a dangerous figure began to sound reasonable.
We are indeed lovers, but if I can be honest, I actually do not feel something like a stimulus that can make me remember him.
The liam? Liam?! LIAM!
"Are we really lovers?"
My hunch is not good. The more I dig up information, the more I feel like I'm falling into a bottomless pit.
Like quicksand. It's hazardous.
My heart rate is starting to sound chaotic, racing like a horse race. I gotta get out of here.
Yep! I think it's better to get out of here before I get caught—!
DEGH!
"What are you doing, baby? In my studio?"
With glaring eyes and a face of horror, I looked over from behind the tail of the eye. Someone just whispered right near the earlobe to cause a tickling sensation.
A pair without sneaking around, entered between the waist until it ended up hugging me from behind. Like a word like a statue, I was actually made to freeze instantly.
It's not funny, there's no way I'm saying wrong to go to the room when I'm obviously saying 'borrowing the next room' to sleep.
Liam put his chin on my shoulder, he was waiting for a reasonable answer that I could make as a defense of myself.
THE ARGH!!
Think of something Rea! SOMETHING'S!
Damnit damnit! This scared me for a long time. Really am!
"Ah~ did you tear it up, baby? Is that my favorite?" liam said later, I followed the man's line of sight.
He called this picture taken without permission his favorite? Really?
I didn't think it through. Because afflicted by the feeling of discomfort and anxiety I threw a hand hug owned by Liam who shackled my stomach.
A myriad of questions accumulate in the mind but unfortunately so many make me unable to choose one to ask. Like hoping that Liam himself 'was the one who explained it directly to me.
At least I won't have a major disappointment.
Tell me something, tell me you're doing this just because you love me! Or whatever it is?! It is up to you to say any kind of rebuttal. As long as it is not something that can destroy my mentality towards you.
But why didn't you say a word to me Liam?
"You know, isn't this an unlawful act?" reveal me. Pointing to the series of photos that are displayed sweetly throughout the gap of the room.
Liam budging.
My heart is beating more and more. Shit, I'm pissed! Upset with the bastard standing in front of me. He had a mouth but was only made into a display.
Argha! Sucks.
The trust I slowly built began to collapse again. It feels like betrayal.
"It's called stalking." Same connection as before; got no answer from the direction of Liam's mouth.
I better get out of here.
He looked at me too much with a glare. Successfully making my book stand up, this is scary. Like dealing with psychopaths.
"Where are you, baby?"
Just now I want to pass the figure, his arms raised—restrained my movement while opening my voice. Asking me where I was going, leaving him.
"It's none of your business!" my snort is upset. I hate liars, why is he doing all this?
Huh!
Fuck the reason! This is clearly a criminal act, stalking someone and trapping them in a relationship.
Bastard.
He's asshole!
"Let go!" I tried to pull back the hand that was already in his grip but couldn't. The more I tried the more I felt that the grip became strong.
Unknowingly I sizzled. Damnit damnit!
"LET ME SAY!" I couldn't bear to scream, hoping you'd listen to that and let go of his hand.
"No" said Liam, who made the corner of my lips twitch with annoyance. That's not the answer I wanted, really.
With an inflamed expression, I tried our best to escape.
Good Lord! What does this guy want from me?!
"Aragh!" i grimaced. LT HURTS!
Maybe because of seeing my two beads glazed over, Liam started loosening his hand checks. Seeing this opportunity I took it.
Plask!
Brushed back the hand of Liam who tried to hold me again.
Without looking, I left from there. As I recall I still had a few pieces of money and it was enough to make a call on a pay phone later.
Let's call Fian so he can come pick me up from here.
But because of that sudden decision I didn't think that Liam would do anything beyond reason.
Even I didn't believe it, until I felt an excruciating pain sensation hitting the back of the head.
BUGH!!!!
I fell down, seconds before the darkness took possession of all my consciousness.
That bastard! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
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