Playing with her toys...damnit!

Everyone… no everything went silent, this bitch!

"Helped ya." She flagged the tag and my anger only rose more.

I snatched it from her and smiled. "Thanks…"

She exchanged hers. "No need to… But," Ivy leaned in, her hands resting comfortably on my shoulder as it dug into my skin. "This dress… you didn't pay for it, did you?" Her voice came out soft, and yet it sent chills down my spine, was this really the person I was actually trying to stand up to? She'd kill me!

I closed my eyes and took in a long breath, slapping her hands off afterwards.

"I'd let your imaginations run wild Min-sung."

"Oh really Reigns?" Our deadly stare clashed, and hands tightened on the drinks we both held, it only got calmed after someone… no two tall figures stepped behind her.

"Playing with your dog again Min-sung."

"She's quite the cute Pomeranian." One came from Nathan… the other, I couldn't tell… but he looked familiar.

And just then it hit me? Pomeranian?! Did they just call me a dog. Ivy suddenly pulled back and folded up her arms, a cocky smirk now on her lips.

"I was only just helping her."

I clenched my fists. Did Nathan Just call me a dog?! The bastard I liked for so long now shows his true colors huh?

I looked up and clicked my tongue. "You sure do make a lot of noise for someone who follows her blindly." My words snapped hard at the other guy beside her.

"And you must be? Ah…" I felt his eyes scanning my body. "the klutz's from the hallway no?"

What?! It was this bastard I had ran into? My face squeezed with annoyance. "Fuck…" I muttered, clearly I was outnumbered here.

Ivy has her minions, she had both hot guys on her side, and yet I had none.

"Ivy… Why do you bother on pointless things."

"I know right!" Courtney stumped her feet on the ground, in a demanding way of telling them to leave here immediately, her hand playing with her hair, and her mouth ducking up.

"She's boring… let's leave." Hae-in backed up with crossed arms, and both the males behind Ivy nodded to agreement.

"Fine, fine, just wanted to stop by and say hi."… I hope you enjoy the rest of the party… Nabie."

She turned, and the rest follow, my fist balling, and my face red with anger, I gulped down the rest of the drink, we'd wait this one out.

*** ***

Hours passed, and Ivy had gotten drunk, her friends trying to steady her from falling… but before long ago she spilled quite a lot of her secrets.

On was of which, she slept with her father's client just to get the contract, and the other was her father used to hit her each time she didn't do the job right.

As if I was going to last any more second here. I dropped my glass down, and stormed off, for some reason tears streamed down my eyes, and I couldn't help but wipe them away.

Was it because I had no one to equally have my back? Or was it because their words stung… deeply.

I threw open the door, forcefully removing my shoes, and racing upstairs, giving my mother no chance to speak to me about my horrible day.

That bitch. I cursed in my inner most mind, my teeth digging into my lips, and my hands grabbing the pillow tight, her heart ached, and If I wasn't careful enough I might have to face the same pain I felt when waking up.

It was good she got drunk… at least I got some of her blabbing on record… now i had something to fight back.

But… at least for now, it was best I didn't go to school. I curled myself up in my blanket.

Pomeranian? That was the last of my thought before closing my eyes to sleep.

"Nabie?" A knock shattered the peaceful rest I was about having, my eyes falling back open, and my hands pushing away the pillow I held like I was still 5.

"Dinner's ready… if you wouldn't mind, could we talk." She knocked again, but at this point… I didn't even feel like eating. I didn't answer, and only waited until she left.

None of this was her fault, it was all mine, It was mine for going to that party, it was mine for taking that expensive dress off credit!

"Ah! Crap!" I yelled, my finger digging into my scalp. "That… ugh!" I stopped myself from uttering the words, my eyes were clenched tightly, clearly showing how trouble I was.

How and where was I meant to get nearly a thousand dollars from.

Maybe she'd understand with me?

No, no one would ever want to help me… I just made matters worse mother.

With that I slept off, opening my eyes to the worried knocking of my mother, and the knob twisted like it was about falling off.

I quickly got up, morning had fallen, and it seemed I overslept.

Slowly, I opened the door. "I'm trying to sulk here." I said with my face a little sleepy and swollen from crying.

"You need to get ready for school…" She stood there, looking like she wasn't going to move an inch until I gave her an answer.

"It's pointless."

Besides, I thought I had only closed my eyes for a few minutes… how did morning arrive so quickly?

Charlotte grabbed my hands, making me look up at her, the blanket I once help now on the floor, and a new warmth of something filling my hands.

"You have to… if you don't-"

"Whatever…" I cut her off before she was able to speak more. I already knew what more she was going to speak, and to be honest, I had no stomach for it.

"Let me get ready… I'd down in a few." A smile came into her face, and she pulled her hands out of mine.

"Alright."

*** ***

Later on at school, I had finished my classes and decided to clear my mind…

The rooftop… the one where I fell off from, the one where I told all my painful stories too, the one who listened.

Gently, I sat on the bench that was there, the breeze blew my hair, and my hand began. tucking some behind my ear.

My hair was the same color as my father's hair.

It was beautifully brown, my lips having the brightest shade of pink, my jaw straight, my eyes hooded, and my neck bone defined.

The door pushed, and someone walked in, my expression changed from calm to anger. It was the bastard from the party, and the hallway.

Andrew Newton?