Hypocritical
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"Stop teasing him Fian—" The sound of the door leaf sounded in unison with the series of words. Fian and Rea were surprised, Liam had just set his foot into the room.
"Hey! You can't see the bride's face first?!" Fian grumbled, he tried to cover the face of Rea who barely even cared.
This made Liam rotate his eyes saturated. Besides trespassing the man also cut off the intense conversation between Fian and Rea, huh! Sucks.
Fian hugged Rea again, leaning his head against the woman's open shoulder.
"Whatever you say, he'll never be able to remember. You just make him more confused—my cousin.." continued Liam who in fact it is. The more Rea heard the story, the more she was confused as to how to put the story together as a whole. Not that it was in vain but someday, Rea promised—if he got the answer of this whole question mark, that's when he would kill you Liam.
"It's time." said the man managed to touch his mind. Fian then released a hug with a radiant face. Crazy jerk. Rea saw Liam reaching out to her, waiting for the woman to welcome the helping hand.
Slowly and doubt—Rea put the palm right up there. He was reluctant to glance, only to feel his hand being firmly grasped by this man named Liam.
The sound of bells or whatever, whatever! Started to echo out there. Before actually moving away from this room—Liam brought his lips closer to the earlobe belonging to Rea.
A whisper is heard.
"Don't think of doing anything, because no one will side with you Rea."
Hah~
Is this the end of his life?
Rea felt he wanted to laugh insipidly, laughing at the ridiculous fate that had befallen him.
It's not fair, really. |
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Rea stopped his footsteps suddenly, Vioner who walked right behind the girl's back was surprised. What the hell's going on? Inner Vioner wondered, following the line of sight of her childhood friend.
Someone was lying there, wearing the same school uniform as them. Let Vioner guess, surely he is a stupid Liam—lelaki who lately became a bully target of classmates. They had just set foot in high school for a week.
He instead left Vioner then walked up to Liam whose face now even really looked battered.
"Oh!" Vioner snorted, what else will Rea do? The school area is already too quiet, if they are late—the gatekeeper will close the entire exit access. They'll end up spending the night at school. Not funny, is it?
"Hey!" Suddenly a greeting came from the direction of Rea's mouth, the girl with the original pigtailed hair crouched— gave something like one hand.
Liam flinch, he reluctantly looks up. His face was swollen; seeing this—Rea was even moved. He then put a handkerchief towards the cheek that was slightly torn.
"You okay?" What kind of stupid question is that? The vioner who heard wanted to laugh. In contrast to Liam who did not even know what to respond to.
He was speechless, feeling the surface of the handkerchief that was honestly aching was gently sweeping his crooked cheek.
What is there is is getting worse.
This made Liam uncomfortable, his hands raised; trembling—restrained Rea's movement so that he did not further widen the wound on the cheek.
The corner of Rea's lips was attracted, she had mistakenly guessed the situation. The girl looks happy when she finds out that Liam welcomes her handkerchief.
The girl then said.
"If you don't hurry home, you'll be locked in here." he said, standing up. Vioner walked over, she didn't care much about Liam—just that the girl wanted Rea to not act up again so that they could quickly leave from here.
Without bidding farewell, the two girls turned away; leaving from there. Liam ate from a distance Rea's back hand in hand with Vioner. There was a conversation between the two girls.
"Why did you help that loser?!" Vioner asked, not because she didn't like—just that she was a little curious.
Rea who heard chuckling. This made Vioner re-rotate both eyes.
Waiting for an answer to what his childhood friend will say.
"He looks funny" Rea said plainly, surprising the listeners.
Vioner shudder—ngeri, what the fuck? While pushing jokes and shaking in disbelief.
"Sir," his comment was inexhaustible. In contrast to Liam. He looked stunned hearing one simple sentence that slid smoothly from the direction of Rea's mouth.
Liam felt his face slowly heating up. What the hell's going on? Unknowingly the man's hand was raised; it moved towards the chest.
The deg!
A gaffe occurred in his heart.
Why is this thing beating so fast?
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