When One Bus Leaves.... (1/1)

Taecyeon drove me back to school.At first it was weird watching him steer a car along the highway, avoiding other cars and such... but then I got used to seeing him as such an adult... I seemed like such a little kid compared to him.As I hopped out of my seat to grab my suitcase from the trunk, Taecyeon called my name."Hmm?" I blinked blankly at him.Those were the first words he said to me since we left his house.He got out of the car and opened the trunk for me, pulling my suitcase out. I stood on the curb as he instructed, wanting to help; I looked up at the night sky.The dark purple tinge seemed to go on for eternity. Something about the smell of the air-- the slightly moist feeling between your fingers that you could feel by rubbing them together-- told me that it would rain soon."Tiff," he hesitated as he held on tightly to my luggage.Ever since I told him about Chansung and I, he had been acting slightly more shy and unsure. I widened my eyes, anticipating what he had to tell me."Do..." he paused again.I looked at him encouragingly, walking out to put my hand on his arm."Remember when I asked you to marry me?" he finally said.I nodded, "I do."He played with the ends of my hair, twisting them around his fingers. "Do you think... we'll fall apart?""I... I..." I stuttered, "I don't know, Taec.""Look, if this is about me being too far away, then just say it; I'll transfer for you to a closer school in a heartbeat. Just tell me."I smiled at him, but with sad eyes, "I'm not going to let you throw your education around for me. You're a smart guy; you have so much potential to fulfill. You're a commodity to the world. If I kept you from having the best, then I'd be letting down the world. Don't do it. Trust me. I want you here so badly. Maybe this wouldn't have happened if you were closer, and maybe I shouldn't be saying this because now this'll be all you think about... but I just want you to live your life for yourself. That's the point of this break... to let us find what we both want to live for... not who.""I love you," he murmured.I stared into his hopeful eyes, "I love you too."But there was still more I had to tell him.Should I? Should I not?Here we go...."Taec... I... need to get something off my chest..." I didn't know if I should continue or not... I could just make up a random story that I was sure would anger him less.He looked curiously into my eyes as if he was analyzing my thoughts."Chansung and I... we...." I couldn't continue. I just couldn't."You..." he kept trying hard to read my thoughts, but couldn't.Tears welled up in my eyes. Guilt began to taunt me."You're going to hate me," I tried to hold back the tears. "You're not going to love me anymore once I've told you this. You're just going to get back into your car and drive away.. You're never going to return... and maybe that'll be better for both of us. You'll have gotten rid of a big pain in the ass, and I'll... I'll...." I took a deep breath."Tiffany, what happened?" he grabbed my shoulders."I cheated on you too," I couldn't look him in the eyes. "I should have told you this the morning after, and trust me it's not like I didn't think about it. I just... couldn't... believe what happened...""Tell me what happened," he looked angry and concerned-- more angry than concerned."We... did.. it...." I wiped my eyes, trying to act like a big girl. No more tears. "And I know this doesn't exempt anything, but I was really really drunk... Well okay, I was partially conscious, but I--""Was this that night you went to stay with him?"I nodded.He let go of my shoulders. I shuddered.It felt as if he had touched me for the last time."I can't say I'm not hurt, because then I'd be lying to both you and myself."I sniffled and finally looked up to see how angry he was."Did you do it because you like him or did you do it just because you wanted to be with me?"Silence."You know... Dongwoon actually told me about this... but I didn't believe him," a momentary pause, "I really didn't believe him," he repeated, "I thought that he just wanted to break us up so that he could be with you.... but it turns out even the worst of us can tell the truth, and those who seemed to be the best of us are the worst liars."Double ouch. Dongwoon... really?"Well I hope you and Chansung are happy, now that you two have each other and you've gotten rid of me."I grabbed his hand; it was not like that at all."You could say something, you know," he winced. "Something that would mend this.""Nothing I can say right now will make you any less angry, and I fully understand that. I told you: I know that my lapse in judgement would turn you away from me forever. I'm just asking for your forgiveness.""A little hard to give when you've already convinced me that you have no intention of being with me."I really did it this time.Out in the distance a flash of lightning suddenly illuminated his face. Suddenly, I could feel the rain wetting my hair, one droplet at a time."I'm sorry," I said, "I could repeat that over and over and over again, and you still wouldn't forgive me... I don't blame you.""No, Tiffany. I'm sorry; sorry that I wasn't enough for you to wait for," he said as he handed me my suitcase. He opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it. Before I could say anything else, he walked away and got into his car again, driving away.I stood in the rain, waiting for him to come back, but he didn't.Nicole, who had heard us talking outside from our room facing the porch, came down to get me. With a towel, she wrapped me up and led me back to our room.I stared into space as I lay on our couch.She looked disappointed in me, but never did she mention that that was how she felt. She knew I needed a friend, and that's what she provided.She let me cry, soaking wet, on the couch. I regressed into fetal position, condensing my body.After God knows how long, the tears still would not stop, but my mind had gone blank-- why was I crying? My mind didn't want to know anymore, but my heart did know."So what now?" Nicole said as she sat down next to me, "You can't just sit here and cry about it, you take action.""There's nothing I can do," I mumbled."Yes there is. You can keep living, and let him be," Nicole stroked my back.She had a point... I did have Chansung afterall; there was nothing to be done about Taecyeon, at least not right now. Her phone began to ring."I thought you'd appreciate being with a certain someone right now," she said as she picked up her phone, leaving the room.Moments later she returned with Chansung. He came over and scooped me up into his arms and onto his lap.In silence I sat on his lap, burying my face in his chest."I know I shouldn't be crying right now," I sniffled under my breaths."Your emotions aren't 'supposed' to do anything; they do what they want, when they want," he said gently as he ran his fingers through my hair, combing out knots that had formed from the wetness of the rain. He kissed my forehead, "I'm here; do whatever that will make you feel better."I held onto his torso tighter, "I'm sorry for putting you through this.""No, it's not your fault. I caused this."I rubbed my eyes with one hand and wiped my nose on my sleeve. Yeah, I know that's disgusting, but come at me.I looked up at his gleaming eyes. He looked sad and concerned, but I could tell that deep down inside there was joy in being with me in this moment.What the hell. I just obliterated my relationship with Taecyeon, and I'm already in the arms of another boy. I deserve to be shot.His lips caught my eye. The way his top lip hung over the lower lip-- they looked so... kissable. I closed my eyes and pressed mine against his. The burning in my eyes was relieved by this rest, but the work had just begun for my lips. As he exhaled, I inhaled. We were only lightly kissing at this point.But then I felt his hand on my back caressing me slowly. I pulled away for a moment and looked him in the eyes."I'm here for you," he said, "I always will be."I batted my eyelashes, trying to blink away a stinging sensation in my eyes. I kissed the corner of his mouth, then rested my head on his shoulder.I know this sounds bad, and trust me, it hurts to say this... at least now I won't have to choose.He held me close to his body, and we just sat there. Silently."Do you think he'll ever forgive us?" I said faintly."Yes. I do think he will," he said."I don't," I closed my eyes."Well then we'll just have to see," he said as he patted my head.I always liked how  Chansung was on par with me emotionally. The thing about these two is that they're both so different. Taecyeon is funny, cute and just really dorky. Chansung is sensitive and calm. They both care so much about me, maybe a little too much, but that was why it was so hard to choose; sometimes I wanted someone who would understand me emotionally, and other times I just wanted to laugh and be told funny stories as a way to forget all the stressful things going on."Chansung?" "Hmm?" he said as he tilted his head to look at me.I lifted my head from his shoulder, my hair blocking my face. We stared at each other for an intense moment. He grazed the back of his hand against my cheek, playing with my hair, trying to get it out of my face.Before I could notice anything else about him, he leaned forward and kissed me again.His soft lips against mine were like soft pillows.He slipped his tongue into my mouth; it tasted minty. Then, following his lead, I massaged my tongue against his, occasionally sucking on his bottom lip or dragging my tongue under the roof of his mouth, hearing his moans vibrate into my mouth.He broke off the kiss and stared at me once again; I could not take my eyes off of his lips. Something within me hungered for them.He smirked and kissed me harder this time, but before I could press my tongue into his mouth, he started trailing kisses over to my jawline. Huffing and moaning warm breaths against my skin. I shuddered. He continued down to my neck, sucking and biting a little bit more aggressively than I had ever felt him.Again, he paused to look at me.Our eyes met. Something inside of me fluttered. My heart skipped a beat-- it was telling me to be happy. And I was.He flashed me a smile. I smiled and giggled.I loved that he could make me so happy in such little time.I pecked him on the lips and pulled away quickly. My eyes were probably still red and my nose was definitely still stuffed."Let's go out and get some fresh air," he said. "It'll make you feel better."I nodded.I slid off his lap and stood up; he followed.I grabbed a jacket from my closet and held his hand as I slipped on my shoes with my other hand.He kissed my hand and wrapped me in his arms, kissing my cheek before we left. We kept walking until we reached the outermost areas of campus, next to the observatory where we used to sit and hang out two years ago.The rain had stopped, and the grass squelched under our shoes as we marched up the hill, trying will all our power not to slip.When we reached the top of the hill we stood, looking over the grassy fields.He put his arm around me and kissed my cheek.My heart felt like it was about to explode out of my chest. As we continued our walk around campus, we passed by Dongwoon's dorm to find him just walking out the front door."Hey," Dongwoon called out, "I just texted you.""Me?" I said, not quite sure who he was talking to."Yeah," he glanced over at Chansung and squinted at me."What?" I said, holding Chansung's hand tighter."Nothing," he said, looking at our clasped hands, "actually, no. Not nothing. Just a question.... Are you still dating Taecyeon too?"I suddenly remembered what Taecyeon had told me earlier, and I was taken over by a voice that told me to punch Dongwoon in the face. Chansung pulled me back, squeezing my hand to remind me that everything was okay now that he was here."No," I managed to say through clenched teeth."You broke up?" "Yes, that's generally what happens when a relationship ends," I said sarcastically."Come on," Chansung tugged on my hand, "Let's go." He whispered."Wait," I said, still standing in the same spot, "I don't get how you could just tell Taecyeon what had happened like that."He stood there silently, looking into my eyes."You really are no different from Ji-Eun," I took a deep breath, "Whatever happened to you? You've changed... I thought you promised to be there for me when I needed you."He laughed, "And what about you? When have you ever been there for me?""What do you even mean? I'm always there listening to you and being a friend to you," I said.He glared at Chansung, "I don't want you to just be my friend; you're always just leading me on, dangling yourself in front of my eyes, taunting me.""What?"Chansung pulled me behind him, and took a step forward, "Shut up, Dongwoon. Just shut up. You don't even know what you're talking about. You're making up some crazy fantasy in your mind, thinking that you'll somehow make her like you like this. New flash, buddy, you have a long way to go before you could be emotionally stable enough for her. Do you really think that telling her off like this is going to make her like you and more than she doesn't? Do you even hear what she says? I know it's hard, but if you really liked her you would just let her find her own way. Take some advice from a friend here, just--""A friend? Don't make me laugh; you're just as bad as Taecyeon-- maybe worse. I've been telling you about her since the summer I met her, mind you, before you ever met her.""How was I supposed to know it was the same girl?"I stood silently watching them."And weren't you already willing to date other girls last year? Didn't you already date Ji-Eun?""i just... saw you pursuing her again... so I wanted her again too.""What, is this some competition to you?" Chansung said.No reply. I took that as a yes."She's not some object that you win, Dongwoon." He turned around and took my hand.Wow. Who would have ever guess Dongwoon was that type of person... to sell off his friends to get what he wants, to treat me like a prize.Before we walked away, I turned to Dongwoon to put some closure to our relationship; I opened my mouth to begin to speak, but nothing came out. I didn't know what to say.Chansung put his hand on my shoulder, and I turned around to look at him.Before I could think twice Dongwoon was already gone. The front door of his dorm shut.I looked at Chansung again."Thank you," I whispered.We walked back to my dorm again."I'm sorry that you're always stuck in the middle of some big drama," he had one arm around me."It's okay," I shrugged, "I guess this is how fate works in my life. It's trying to teach me something."He patted my head"We still have another hour before you have to go," I said. "What would you like to do?"He smiled and looked at me, "Um... up to you."I could tell what he wanted to do, and I could also tell that he didn't want to push our relationship through too quickly, but I wanted to do it just as badly as he did... this time with more consciousness.I stopped him and stood in front of him. "Let's go.""What?" He said, surprised that I was so sure.I looked up into his eyes, wrapping my arms around his neck, kissing him.I slipped my fingers between his and pulled him with me to the performing arts building.Somewhere in the back of my mind, memories of Taecyeon were stored-- just as they should be. This was Chansung's time.When one bus leaves, you wait for the next. Luckily, I wouldn't have to wait.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------omg, I can't believe I updated this chapter accidentally last night... I meant to click "hide chapter", but I guess that didn't happen.. ooops.i hope you like the rest of the chapter, those of you who already read the first part early... haha...umm yeah. COMMENT! :D SUBSCRIBE :)yellowbee loves you all ^___^