{REWRITTEN} Where To Go

"Leaving… Why," Dong Sheng Li asked confusedly?

"Um, let me think… let me think… are you mad at me," Dong Sheng Li said, tapping his chin? I just stared at him.

"Awe, the silent treatment… I know that you're mad now, but you'll forgive me, won't you? You always forgive me," Dong Sheng Li said.

"That may be true, but this... What you did... I just can't forgive you. I'm leaving, move out of my way," I replied.

Without moving he said, "you can't forgive me?"

Raising his voice he yelled, "I make one flipping mistake and you freak out."

Touching my cheek, he said, "you know I still love you and I'm sure you still love me. Right?"

Moving his hand from my face, I said, "I loved you... But you were the one who didn't love me. So no, I don't love you anymore."

Grabbing my shoulders, Dong Sheng Li glared at me saying, "you know what, little priss, see it's this attitude that made me look at your Lang Xuefang. Do you think you're better than everyone?"

"Let go of me Dong Sheng Li, I want nothing to do with you" I shouted.

"No, I won't if you are leaving. I don't allow you to leave!!!" he screamed back at me.

Allow? I wasn't asking for his permission, he doesn't own me. Did he see me more as a pet than as a woman?

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Before I could respond, Dong Sheng Li had let go of me to answer the door. At the door was our landlady Mrs.Guo, reminding us that our rent was almost due. In that swift moment, I gripped my suitcase, pushed past him, and walked out the door. For some reason, I feared that he would come after me, so I had begun running down the block, suitcase in hand.

When I was sure that Dong Sheng Li wasn't behind me, I pulled out my phone to call my friend Luo Da-Xia. Luo Da-Xia is one of my only friends that wasn't associated with Lang Xuefang in any way. I wanted to ask her if I could stay at her place for a couple of days but she didn't answer. I guess I'll have to find a hotel to stay in for the meanwhile. Calling each place one by one, only to find out that they were already booked in. Now what was supposed to do, I thought to myself. I began walking around the city looking for somewhere to spend the night. When I heard someone whistle and say "hey pretty lady." I didn't know if they were talking to me, but I knew I wanted to avoid this situation at all costs. I began walking faster. Then as I turned the corner to find a blond-haired man fighting four guys with knives. Not knowing what to do, I stepped back around the corner into what looked like, two middle-aged men. They wore dirty t-shirts and sweats.

I immediately semi-bowed my head and apologized, "I'm sorry I didn't know you were there."

They both chuckled. One of the men said, "it's okay sweetie, didn't you hear me I was the one calling you."

"Have we met before," I asked?

"No, but it would be nice if we could get to know each other," said the other man.

"No thanks, I have somewhere to be," I replied.

They didn't seem to be convinced or pleased with my response. I wondered to myself, why today of all days. I've been through enough already. Can I not get a moment of peace.