Talking Eyes by Mia Lafreve Pedretti (sci fi books to read .TXT) 📕

attention to any of them and started destroying stuff again. After I had finished destroying the plasma TV, I went to the italian furniture. But before I could do something to it, some strong hands grabbed mine, stopping me. They were Choi Seung Hyun's hands.

"Let go my hands!" I threatened him with a death glare.

"This won't help you." He said, looking me straight in the eyes.

"It will!" I replied trying to free myself.

"How?" He asked, his forehead frowning.

I sighed and answered to his annoying question. "It'll set me free from stress and anger." I said staring him. "Similar to you when you drink all that alcohol."

He stayed silent, knowing that I was right. Then I looked at the others. "Or like Dae Sung does with KickBoxing Or like Youngbae does with baseball Or even like Seungri does while clubbing." I said, looking at them, one at a times. Then I looked back at Choi Seung Hyun. "So don't make me that speech. No one of you have the right to do it."

"But somebody have to do it." He replied, still grabbing my hands.

"But not you, Mr. alcoholic!" I affirmed, pushing him off me. "If you excuse me.. I'm doing some work here." He stepped back before I could break the furniture in front of me and injured him with the pieces of furniture. After I destroyed it, I went to the next one.

"You're crazy." Yongbae stated and they all nodded in agree.

"Like you didn't know that already." I replied while I was at "work".

"I meant crazier."

"It's the only way for me t-"

Choi Seunghyun finished the sentence with me "To get the stress off my chest. Yes, yes I got it." He said with a bored tone of voice.

"At least tell us why you're so stressed out." He claimed.

"I'm not just stressed out. I'm f*cking mad!" I exclaimed raising my voice.

"Why?"

I resumed everything with just two word. "..my fans."

Later, when I finished reducing my apartment (which had been worth millions dollars) into into trash, we all sat down on the plain floor. The dining room didn't exist anymore and neither did the chairs, so we were obliged to sit down. Avoiding the billion of pieces of broken glasses and wood laying around the place. I told them the entire story from the beginning and what happened also in the president's office. When I finished, Seungri and Dae Sung were the most surprised, but not Choi Seung Hyun and Youngbae. They already knew about my crush for Yumi. Dae Sung and Seungri knew that I was more close to Choi Seunghyun and Yongbae, so they didn't make a big fuss over it. But all of them had been surprise in equal measure when I arrived to the end of the story. "Did you really kissed her without her permission?" Choi Seung Hyun asked in disbelief.

"..Yes." I bowed my head, ashamed of myself.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?" He shouted at me.

I nodded ashamed "Hyun, Even I know that it's a giant mistake." The maknae said to me.

"You're lucky that she didn't punch you in the face." Youngbae said, shaking his head.

"Or somewhere else." Dae Sung added, and I knew what he meant. Somewhere lower than my face. Very lower.

"At least you know what you have to do, right?" Choi Seung Hyun asked rhetorically.

"Apologize." I said still not making eye contact.

He lifted my head, forcing me to face him. "Apologize, but also beg for her pardon. And you have to do it while kneeling on the ground. Arasseo?"

"What? Kneeling on the ground?" I asked, frowning.

He nodded, letting go my chin. "Yes, you have to do this and that to a woman when she's mad at you." He replied.

Kneel in front of her...Well after what I've done, it's the least I can do. So I nodded. "Okay, I'll do it." I said back and he patted my shoulders smiling.

"Now, what you plan to do?" Youngbae asked me.

"About what?" I asked, confused.

"About the fans's problem!" He exclaimed, exhausted.

"Moleugesso.." I replied, sighing. I really had no idea of what to do about them. I didn't want to get mad again, so I took a few breaths to calm myself.

"So, are you really going to go to Europe?" Dae Sung asked.

"I think I have no choice, if I want things to calm down." I answered.

"Things are that bad?" Seungri asked.

I looked at him with a fake smile. "My adorable fans are planning to blow up Sweet stones's performance the next week at the Hongdae Mall. So yes, things are bad." I ended, my real mood comig back. Black. The rage started to boil in my chest again and I immediately took a deep breaths to calm myself.

Everyone eyes grew wide hearing the news. "What?" They all screamed.

"That's insane." Yongbae commented.

"And totally unfair." The maknae added.

"You tell me." I replied.

"Then that mean that you have to go in Europe!" Choi Seung Hyun stated.

"I know." I said.

"But don't you dare do stupid things like hang out with foreign girls and stuff."

"I would never do such thing." I replied, a little offended. I would never cheat on Yumi. Even if we weren't an official couple, that didn't mean a thing to me.

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that when a man it's all alone in a foreign country, surrounded by beautiful foreign girls... anything can happen." He replied shrugging.

"Anything." The other boys said and nodded in agreement.

Well.. I couldn't deny that they were right. The heart may be strong, but the body is also weak. Hey don’t judge me, I'm human too. "Ok. Ok. I got it." I replied a little pissed off though by their lack of faith in me. "But how am I suppose to stay away from temptations, if I go there all alone? Eh?" I complained.

"Don't worry, I'll come with you." Youngbae replied, smiling.

I looked at him, and I didn't think that it was a great idea. "Really? You?" I didn't mean to sound offensive, but.. Youngbae was restless-irresponsible, and younger than me. I looked at Choi Seunghyun "Wouldn't it be better if it were you instead?" I asked him.

"What the..?" Youngbae started swearing, taken aback by my words.

Luckily Choi Seunghyun stopped him. "Hey stop." He said to him, Youngbae continued to complain at low voice. Then he looked at me again. "I can't anyway. I have a full schedule this month and the next one too. I'm sorry." He said to me, then he got back to Youngbae. "But I'm sure that Youngbae is mature enough to keep you and himself out of troubles." He added, sounding sure of what he was saying. If him, the oldest of us, said that we were able to make it by ourselves, I should trust him.

So I nodded. "Okay. Then it's a deal." I looked at Youngbae with a wide smile. "Let's be responsible Youngbae-ha!"

He fussed for two seconds, but then smiled back at me again. And then we exchange an high five. "You bet Man!" He exclaimed, smiling. After that, a pleasant silence spreaded around us, and the mood finally lightened up.

"Ji Yong?" Choi Seung Hyun suddenly called me in that silence.

"Yes?" I looked at him.

"Don't tell me you reduced your place like this every time you're stressed out, I mean mad?" He asked looking around the place, shaking his head. The other guys did the same.

"Hmm yes." I mumbled.

"And how the hell it cost you to replace all these destroyed stuff?" He looked at me in disbelief.

"A..lot." Lucky me that I'm rich enough to replace all of them.

"That's crazy." He replied.

"Very crazy!" Dae Sung and Seungri said.

"You're incredible." Youngbae shook his head in disappointment.

"Kamsahabmida." I thanked him.

"That wasn't a compliment hyun." Dae Sung and Seungri said in sync again.

 

 

03. Molla

 

YUMI

After I shamelessly cried my heart out in Yang Suk ki's arms, I didn't feel like sleeping alone, so we slept together. With her beside me, I didn't have any nightmares, because she comfort me saying that everything was going to be alright, someway. She also told me to not get too mad at Ji Yong, because everyone makes mistakes. According to her, the important thing was to solve the matter before it broke us apart. Then I felt asleep and I couldn't hear her voice anymore, but it was okay as long as she was next to me. While I was cuddled up in her arms, I granted myself the luxury to believe in her words so I could sleep in peace.

But when I woke up the next day, I was back to my pessimist self. The sun had already risen and Yang Suk Ki was gone. But I heard her voice, mixed with the voices of the other girls in the dining room. She didn't wake me up because she wanted to leave me some privacy after what happened yesterday. How thoughtful of her.

I pulled off me the blankets, stretched, stood up and then headed towards the bathroom. I snorted when I saw my reflection in the mirror. My beautiful sleek, black, and wavy hair looked like a birds' nest. My nose, inherited from my father, was all red, as if I had caught a cold and.. Achiu! Yes I caught one. Damn it! My dark-green eyes were barely visible, because they were all swollen and had bags under them. What a lovely awakening. I would have killed the one that invented the expression "A good beginning makes a good ending." However, I put aside my anger and focused on my bad appearance, so I wouldn't look like a drunk, depressed and mad person to everyone. I took a long shower, put my favourite skin cream on, combed my hair and put some decent clothes on. A simple pair of black leggings, a long-sleeved denim t-shirt,  and a pair of cute blue All Stars with white laces.

As I walked out of the room, I remembered that I didn't have any makeup on. I cursed at myself for being such a daydreaming head, but it was too late, so I masked my bad mood behind a smile. "Annyeong haseyo." I greeted everyone. They were having breakfast. Fried eggs with toast and a glass of oranges juice. I sat next to Kim Min Hae, because the spot next to Yang Suk Ki was already occupied by Yun Baek ki.

"Good morning to you too." Yang Suk Ki greeted me back warmily. She was a remarkable girl, not only on the inside, but also on the outside. She had long hair, almost like mine, but hers were shiny brown. Her face was heart shaped, but rounded towards her jawline. She had dark brown eyes, like the rest of the band's minus me obviously. But her nose wasn't potato like at all. The most beautiful part of her face was her sweet and amiable smile. Even though she used to smile more often in the past, before her parents