CHAPTER TWO

02||Sleep Where?



-HER POV-



Young Woo.


Young Woo.



The guy that I had just met earlier. The guy that was friends with Joon Suk. I gasped again and turned him so that he was laying on his back completely flat. I placed my ear against his chest.



Thump.



Thump.



Thump.




There was still a heartbeat.

I quickly placed my hand over his mouth. He wasn’t breathing. Trying to remember what to do, I quickly performed the Heimlich maneuver. I placed my lips over his and covered his nose. I breathed into his mouth deeply and then pressed against his chest to try to get the air flowing.


One.



Two.



Even three times.



Still no response. I shook my head, trying to figure out what to do. I tried one last time, and finally, he coughed harshly.
“Are… you okay…?” I asked.








-HIS POV-



I coughed severely and grabbed my neck. I felt a burning sensation running through my body, almost like taking a shot of the darkest whisky on the market. I took a deep breath, inhaling and exhaling. Damn. I was so f*cking close. This girl, who looked so empty minded, was still looking at me. What the hell was her problem?

“Hello?” she repeated.

Was she seriously trying to talk to me after what just happened…?

“Hello?” she asked again, waving her hand in my face.

“Yah! I’m not deaf, nor am I blind,” I retorted.

“What the hell were you trying to do…?” she asked in a frightened tone and began scooting away from me.

“What does it look like I’m f*cking doing!”

“I was just trying---.”

“Oh load of bullsh*t. You knew I was trying to commit suicide. How the hell do you go and ‘help’ someone when they’re trying to do that sh*t?” I yelled.

“But---,” she began, but I rudely interrupted her.

“Who the f*ck do you think you are!” I shouted louder.

“I wanted to help…”

“Didn’t I just f*cking say that you’re an idiot for helping someone if they were trying to commit suicide? If you wanted to help, you should’ve just kept on walking.”

“What! I was just trying to help! I’m sorry that I can’t just watch people kill themselves like that!” she yelled out of the blue.

“It’s none of your f*cking business,” I said as I stood up. I bent over to grab the belt, but she snatched it away from me.

I sighed. “Can I please I have it back?” I said, trying to be a little more polite.

“What? No!” she said and stood up. Seriously…

“Are you going to honestly act like that with me? First you don’t know who I am, and you should go mind your own business,” I said.

“Excuse me?” she retorted. Great. I fell into a trap with a nasty lion. She wasn’t even that pretty. She was normal. There was nothing ‘great’ about her except for the fact that she didn’t have black hair. Her hair was light brown and she had bigger eyes than most Koreans. Nothing special about this girl. I sighed.

“Fine. Take my belt,” I said. “Just leave me alone.”

“I will if you won’t try commit suicide again,” she said, still glaring at me with her beady little eyes.

“Yeah, yeah,” I said and slipped my hands into my pocket.

“Don’t you realize other people care about you? What about your friend Joon Suk?” she said.

Great. The guilt trip. She went on about how everyone was going to miss me and how my friends like Joon Suk, who obviously liked her and I didn’t know why. But she kept going on about how they were going to miss me and stuff. What a load of bullsh*t, but I nodded hoping she would stop lecturing. I knew if I tried to fit a word in, she would go off on me. I knew it was best just to “listen” and nod.

“Yes ma’am,” I said sarcastically and began walking away from her.

“Yah! Yah!” she yelled and ran after me. She came up in front of me, stopping me in my footsteps. She looked at me and grabbed my arm.

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked, trying to loosen her grip from my arm. She was pretty strong, this feisty one.

“You’re coming home with me.”

“I’m coming where?”

“Home with me.”

“What am I, a dog?”

“No, you idiot.”

“Hey, I live on a campus,” I said, finally freeing myself from her wrath. I stuck my hands back into my pocket.

“Do you have a roommate?” she asked.

“Yeah? Why?”

“Well…” she began.

“You think I’m stupid enough to do it in front of him?”

“Yeah,” she nodded. “You’re an idiot for trying in the first place. Just come with me tonight. I’m not going to rape you or anything. Jeeze.”

Rape me? Sh*t, what if she did more, who knows what she was going to do to me.

“Why do you care so much anyway?” I asked.

“Because, I don’t want to see people throwing their lives away like that. You know how many people would love to be in your position right now? Going to college, having friends, and just being a student?” she said.

Wow. Another lecture. Damn, little did she know. I hated when people judged me like that.

“Like you know anything,” I said.

“Well, I know people are trying so hard just to survive. Now would you just come with me already? I won’t bother you after this. Promise,” she said.

“Seriously?”

“Well… as long as you don’t try to commit suicide,” she said.

“Okay. Deal. I’ll sleep at your place, but you better not try to do any damn sh*t to me.”

“Why the hell would I do that? Look at you. I’ve done so much better,” she laughed as I followed her to her car. Her car was pretty crappy.

“Nice ride,” I chuckled as I got inside. The roof of the ceiling was dipping down and there were scratches of paint everywhere.

“Oh shut up,” she said. “It’s not like I see you with any car at all.”

“I have a car,” I smirked.

“Then why don’t you drive us back to my place?”

“Because you’ve offered and we’re already in here,” he laughed.

“You know what. You seemed so much nicer earlier. So friendly…” she mumbled off as she turned her car on.

“Yeah, well you’ve got me on the wrong side. That’s your fault, not mine,” I smirked.

“Ugh…” she sighed pulled out of the parking lot. With her terrible driving skills, we finally arrived in front of an apartment building. She parked crooked.

“Hey, you parked funny,” I laughed.

“Ugh… shut up. I’m tired. Let’s just go inside and sleep,” she said and unbuckled the seatbelt.

“And, you suck at driving, you know,” I laughed as I made my way out of the car. She rolled her eyes at me, or at least I think she did. It was too dark to tell. She dragged me with her into the building and we headed up the elevator upstairs to her apartment. Once we she got there, she opened the door and turned around to look at me.

“SHHH,” she whispered loudly.

“Yeah… yeah…” I said. We both took off our shoes and she grabbed my hand and led me into, what I was guessing, was her room. She closed the door behind us and switched the light on. Her room wasn’t too messy. Her bed was in the middle and she had a dresser and desk on each side of the room. There were a few clothes on the floor and some spilling into her basket. While I was still examining her room, she had already spread a blanket on the floor with a pillow and one more blanket on top.

“There,” she said.

“Oh, thanks,” I said, snapping out of my daze. I slowly began taking my shirt off, with my undershirt still on.

“What the hell are you doing?” she whispered loudly.

“Jeeze, I sleep with my shirt off. I can’t sleep with a shirt on… I get too hot,” I said and took off my undershirt.

“Aish…” she said.

“What? You’ve never seen a half naked man before?” I smirked.

“Of course I have, you idiot,” she said and threw a pillow at me.

“Oh, but not the whole thing… I bet you’re still a virgin,” he said.

“What does it matter to you?”

“Isn’t it weird that I’m sleeping in here?”

“No,” she said bluntly. “You’re not the only guy that has slept in this room, but you are the first guy to sleep on the floor,” she smiled.

“Oh, why can’t I sleep on the bed then? We’ll switch,” I said.

“No.”

“What if we both sleep on the bed?” he asked.

“Not happening. Maybe in your dreams,” she laughed and headed into the bathroom to change. I looked over, noticing she was still in there and jumped into the bed, underneath the covers. As soon as she came out, I saw her shadow walk towards me and fling the covers off me.

“Yah!” I whispered loudly.

“Aish, get out of my bed,” she said and pushed me down back onto the floor. “Sleep there,” she said and turned off the lights.

I sighed and had no choice but to sleep on the floor that night.