Making a mistake (1/1)
I’m writing my message before you read for this chap- I just wanted to say that I’m sorry I couldn’t update yesterday, but this will be an extra long chapter! I had to leave last chapter on a cliff hanger because I wanted to see what your honest thoughts were about Gina possibly sleeping with Wooyoung. I had planned what was going to happen anyway, but I was curious what you guys would think! I’m surprised most of you were against it! Well here it is….EnjoyXD
Wooyoung confidently took my hand in his and led me through the little crowds of people talking. He wasn’t rushing or anything, but I felt overwhelmed. I suddenly let go of his hand and stood still. I didn’t know if I really wanted this. He stopped, turned around and frowned at me. “I-No-” I stuttered, my heart beating like mad.He reached out for my hand again and when I didn’t respond, stretched his arm out further. “No” I shook my head, “I can’t.” I couldn’t look at him. “Why?” I asked, but he was getting no response from me. I was surprised he wasn’t getting in a huff, “you’re right, maybe I shouldn’t have gone there…” he trailed off, looking slightly embarrassed.“erm…shall I get us something to drink?” He asked, looking for an excuse to get away from me. I nodded and he left me standing in between hoards of people I didn’t know. I thought it would be best to go and stand by the entrance doors where Wooyoung would easily be able to see me. Urgh, why did this all have to be so awkward. Had I done the right thing? Did Wooyoung still intend to sleep with me? Maybe he didn’t want to have sex with me, maybe he was asking me to his room to…I dunno…play scrabble? “Gina?” I twirled around to see Onew walking in the entrance, dressed in a smart black suit. He paused, looking shocked at seeing me.“What are you doing here?” He asked, the angry, insulting tone I had heard so often recently, was gone. Instead he was in disbelief. I stared at him wide-eyed. “I-I’mmm, I’m witttthhhh Wooyoung.” I struggled to say. I suddenly felt awful saying his name in front of him. Why did I say that?! Onew looked angry, and he stared at the ground.I could tell he was containing his upset and frustration. “We need to talk.” He said finally. “Ooo-kay.” I replied and I followed him out of the entrance doors and down the elaborately decorated hallway. He opened to large white doors which led to a piano room that was deserted and quiet. I closed the doors behind me and almost exploded. “You want to talk to me know?! How about talking to me when we had to stand in wedding attire and look pretty for 4 hours? Or was that because you were too busy thinking about fucking Yeenie and throwing insults at me?!” I raged.“You can be a really cold-hearted bitch when you want to.” He snapped back. “Oh there we go again!” I said, “Like it’s all my fault!” He shook his head, “It IS all your fault! Remember? Or do I have to remind you? Or perhaps you’d like to go on in detail about how you accidently slipped your knickers off, spread your legs out and Jonghyun and Key just fell in?” “My fault?! None of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t meddled with We Got Married in the first place. I wasn’t meant to be with you anyway!” I fought back. He sighed, “So we’re back to this again are we?” Onew calmed down, “I’m not ‘fucking Yeenie’ end of.” Oh god. I felt sad. I’d made Onew this way. “I didn’t mean any of those things I said, I know that was not me, and that’s no way to talk to a woman.” Onew hung his head, “I’m sorry.” I couldn’t believe how he’d suddenly changed. He felt inferior, like we’d never been together. It was almost like when we first knew each other and that moment after all the fighting, I realised he actually wanted me. “What are you even doing here anyway?” I asked, changing the subject. “We’re performing this weekend. But we couldn’t make it to the awards in time so we decided to drop by here for the party…so you’re Wooyoung’s date?” He asked sadly. I wanted to tease him, get back at him. But I couldn’t do it. “I’m here to be his plus one.” I said. “Have you begun filming for We Got Married?” I asked, not really wanting to know. “No. I haven’t got time for it.” Onew said. I was confused, “But you were even promoting when we were on the show together, you had time then.”He shook his head, “I MADE time for us because I wanted to. There’s no point if I don’t want to do it.” I felt slightly ashamed. He was being sincere, I could just tell. There was nothing I could say, I felt awful that everything had come down to this. We were everyone’s favourite couple. And he did love me. “Anyway, you better go run back to your boyfriend…” He trailed off, walking back to the door. “Is that all you can say?” I protested, “After all this, that’s all you can say?” Onew turned to me, this time standing right in front of me. “What else can I do? You slept with my two best friends. You really hurt me Gina, and those feelings don’t just disappear.” I edged closer to him, “Yeah but neither does the feelings you have for someone when you love them.” I answered back. I watched him, looking deep into my eyes. Kiss me. Kiss me. Kiss me. But he turned around and walked out. Maybe he’s not the one for me. *** I looked over the crowds of people but couldn’t see Wooyoung anywhere. Onew had left me; he didn’t say anything after that. And I couldn’t believe we’d talked after all this time. I had to consult the other girls before I could let myself get caught up in it all. Plus, I was supposed to be there with Wooyoung. I looked at the huge clock on the wall and saw it was 11:30pm and I was feeling tired. I thought about going to ask someone if they had seen Wooyoung when I spotted him…talking and laughing with another girl. Although her dress was not as revealing as mine, he still had his hand around her waist. Looked like I no one wanted me. I turned round sadly and left for the hotel. Hotel Room I felt homesick. I wanted to see the other girls. They could say the right things, they could analyse the situation. Did Onew want me back? Was he even contemplating it? Wooyoung obviously had no interest in me. All he wanted was a fuck.I was lying on my bed when there was a knock at my door. “Who is it?!” I shouted out. “It’s Wooyoung!” I didn’t move, or reply. “Open the door Gina!” He called out. I didn’t want to. But I did. “What.” I said, opening the door only slightly as I didn’t want him to see me in my short silk robe. Wooyoung was stood right outside, looking surprised. “Why did you leave the party?” He asked, his bow tie hanging untied and his two top buttons were undone.“Because I saw you flirting with another girl… You touched her like you touched me and I realised you just move onto the next one until you get one who’s up for a shag.” I snapped coldly. He shook his head, “What the fuck?! That’s absurd!” He said, “Open the door.” I didn’t budge, I tried closing it but he shoved it so hard, I couldn’t resist. He marched into my room and closed the door. Fuck it he was hot. I tried to cover myself up (albeit unsuccessfully) by crossed my arms awkwardly. “I get a lot of attention being in 2pm, she was just a fan!” He explained. “Whatever…” I said looking for something longer to cover my legs. “I don’t want a fuck. I just wanted to spend some time with you.” He said, touching my arm. “Leeteuk told me you were a bad person, he warned me of you!” I said, not listening to him. “What? Fuck’s sake. It’s nothing.” He tried to reason, but I wasn’t interested, “It was ages ago, I dated the girl he was in love with. He got angry at me, but it was his fault for never plucking up the courage to ask her out before me. I had a go at him and that was it. He holds it against me still. It’s nothing.” I felt so uncomfortable. “It’s best if you just leave.” I said. He thought about it, “I don’t want to leave.” Before I could protest, he grabbed me by the waist and pushed me up against the wall. He held me there, pushing his pelvis against mine. I was trapped. “Get off!” I fought back. But I was fighting a losing battle. He said nothing as he untied my bow on my dressing gown. It revealed my underwear and my bare body. He slipped his hands around me and crushed his lips against mine. I couldn’t let this happen. But I was.