Talking Eyes by Mia Lafreve Pedretti (bill gates books to read txt) 📖

guilty for putting her in such a situation. What if we had shown ourselves to the public? I could only imagine the worse..

"Then bear it, until things don't get back to a normal state." He said to me gently.

It was always the same story. I fall in love with a girl, we start dating, but we can't show ourselves together around. So I have to date secretly or wait untill my fans get used to having her next to me and finally date her openly. "I'm really sick of all this stuff." I expressed my thoughts out loud.

"If you're really sick of it, then reconsider your feelings for Yumi." He replied straightforward. "It's possible that she's right and this is just simple crush, as she said. You can't reject this possibility completely. You have to think deeply about it." He let go of my shoulders since I was totally paying attention to what he was saying now. "While you're in Europe think deeply about it, please." He proposed.

Even if an odd feeeling told me that it wasn't just a simple crush, I nodded. "De. I'll think about it." It was better to do as he advised me and don't do impulsive things risking to ruin everything... again.

He patted my shoulder as to comfort me and nodded too. "Good boy." He sounded just like my father.

"I would like to go now, can I?" I asked him.

"Sure." He replied right away. "Just remember to apologize to her." He added.

"Of course I'll do it, who you take me for?!" I replied, a little offended. "But it won't be easy.." I'm lucky that she didn't punch me in the face.

"You made your bed, now you have to lie in it." He replied, shrugging. I sighed knowing that he was absolutely right.

I briefly bowed to him as I said goodbye, and headed out of the office. I wasn't happy that he threw at my face my wrong doing. I wasn't happy at all. But he was right, I had to apologise to Yumi as soon as possible. My head was filled with hatred though. Hatred towards my so called fans and their bad attitude towards Yumi. People that should  just stay by my side and cheer for me, without interfering in my private life, were the ones that did the opposite. I mean, they always cheered for me, but interfered in my private affairs as well. According to them, I should have stayed single for my entire life. The most insoportable thing was, that even if I wanted to shout "Mind your own fucking business!" to their faces, I couldn't. Have the pleasure and chance to do such a thing, would havr been really satisfying, but because they were my fans I couldn't. I should have them by my side during both good and bad times. No matter how insupportable and insufferable they could become sometimes. Just thinking about the whole matter made me even angrier.

As I walked through the corridors, with every step I took, my anger intensified. I didn't greet back the people that passed by me: instead, I walked directly towards the elevator without making eye contact with anyone. As soon as I was in the elevator, I pressed the bottom for the last floor, the underground parking lot. I didn't notice, however, that there was another person inside the elevator until she touched my arm. At the beginning, I believed that she was Yumi, and I was too ashamed to look at her. But when I saw that it was Park Bom, I relaxed. Not totally though. She seemed to notice my black mood when I briefly glanced at her.

"Hey Jiyong-ha? Gwaenchanha?" She asked if I was fine. "Something's wrong?"

I talked to her without making eye contact. "Aniyo. Nothing's wrong, noona. I just need to get some stress off my chest." I replied just to not worry her any further.

"You know you can talk to me whenever you want." She said, trying to make eye contact with me. She was so insistent that I gave up and looked at her.

I tried to soften my expression, hiding my bad mood behind a naive smile. "Talking won't help me really. I prefer do something else.."

"And what is that exactly?" She asked, curious.

The elevator's bells rang at that moment and I replied before walking out. "Destroy the objects I have at my place." I answered without preamble. I bowed to her andd smiled along, but it didn't reach my eyes. I knew it.

"WHAT?" She exclaimed, shocked. I acted as if I didn't hear her and walked on my way.

I arrived at the car parking, found my car and stepped in. I drove all the way to my apartment at full speed. Maybe people would think that it was a little extreme to destroy the things I had at my place, but that was the only way for me to release my anger. And I have to say that it always worked in the past. Replacing all the destroyed objects was damn expensive, but it was worth it.

When I arrived in front of my apartment, I quickly opened the door, entered, and closed the door behind me in the same manner. Finally inside, I took off my jacket and hung it on the clothes hanger. I rolled up the sleeves of my suit to my elbows, loosened my tie and grabbed the baseball bat I always hid behind the giant flower-pot near the entrance. I walked into the sitting-room, stood in front of the little glass table in front of me, raised the baseball bat and then..

 

*MEANWHILE AT YG BUILDING*

Choi Seunghyun

"Why are they taking so long?" I asked more to myself than to the other guys. Ji Yong and Yumi had been in the president's office for almost an hour by now. "What the hell are they talking about in there?" I asked myself, while I was laying on the couch staring at the ceiling. The other guys were playing cards and joking around like always.

Youngbae heard me and replied. "Why don't you go check up for yourself?"

"Hmm..Nah. I'm too tired." I replied. But the real reason was that I didn't want to eavesdrop their conversation. I was sure that when they finished, Ji Yong would tell me everything, like he used to do. We aren't best friend for nothing.

So without worrying any further, I closed my eyes and relaxed on the couch. I was about to fall asleep when someone slammed the door. Aish! What the.. I stopped swearing when I saw who walked in. It was Park Bom. She was breathing really fast, like she had ran a marathon. What caught my eyes though, has been her super-worried face. I immediately stood up and went to her. The other guys did the same.

"J-Ji Yong.." She mumbled, breathless. "He.."

"What? What happened to him?" I asked her. I couldn't understand because she was too agitated. "Okay, calm down. Take a deep breath and tell us everything." I said to her.

She did as I said and calmed down. Not completely, obviously. "Ji Yong. You have to stop him. Palli!" She said, grasping my arm.

"Why? What he wants to do?" Youngbae took the words out of my mouth.

"He said that he's gonna destroy the objects he have at his place." She answered. Then she looked back at me. "You have to stop him. Immediately!"

"Wait. let's reason this out." I said and tried to calm her down. "Why in the world he would do that for?" I tried to understand whether or not it could have be a damn good reason for him to act this way.

"Has he gone mad or what?" Youngbae couldn't understand our leader's twisted mind.

"I don't know. He just said that it's the only way, he has to release the stress off his chest." Bom said to us.

"WHAT?" We all exclaimed in disbelief.

"Has he gotten crazier?!" Seungri mumbled.

"I think his craziness has gone too far this time." I shook my head, still in disbelief.

"You have to stop him before he hurts himself!" Park Bom said, looking at all of us.

We all nodded in agreement. "Don't worry Bomi-ha, we'll go right now." I assured her. squeezing gently her shoulder to comfort her.

Youngbae took our jackets from the hangers and gave them to us. "Don't worry we will be at his place in no time."

"We'll take care of him, don't worry noona." Seungri added.

She nodded. "I hope that it's not too late." She mumbled.

Before we walked out of the room, I lingered a bit, staring at her. She did the same, a confused look on her face. Since I didn't know what to do, I patted her shoulders again and say "I hope so too." Then I left the room with the others. We took my car and I drove at full speed to Ji Yong's apartment.

*GETTING BACK TO JI YONG*

I had destroyed almost half of my apartment. Now I was busy with the  plasma TV, which was worth $3.000. I still had a skinned couch, the italian dining table, the English service set for tea, a couple of pots signed by a famous spanish artist, bottles of champagne and Vodka, and other expensive stuff that I wasn't able to list out at the moment. I was already wounded from the first object that I destroyed, the glassed table in the sitting room, but I didn't really cared about it. The pain of those wounds felt nothing compare to the one I had inside me. I desperately wanted to be with Yumi,. I really wanted that, but my fans were in the way as always. F*UCK!

I was still destroying things around the apartment like a madman, when I heard a loud noise, like a door slamming. I believed it was just me, that's why I didn't pay attention to it. I didn't do it untill I heard another sound, as someone was calling my name. I heard it far at the beginning, but the sound grew louder as the seconds passed. Until I heard it clearly shout "JI YONG!"

I recognized the voice of one of my best friend, Choi Seunghyun. I stopped destroying things and turned my head to see him in the middle of the destroyed dining room. The other guys were with him too. I noticed that the door was opened and figure that it was him who slammed it. He had a weird expression on his face that I couldn't understand at first. My view was a little blured. So I rubbed my eyes to focus them better, but they still seemed far away.

"Ji Yong!" He called me again, as if he knew that I was still out of it.

"What.?" I asked squeezing my eyes to focus on him.

"Stop it." He cautiously.

"Stop what?" Weird, I'm not doing anything.

I didn't understand what he meant until he answered, exclaiming "Destroying the hell out your place!" He shook his head in disbelief.

When I understood what he meant and clearly saw his angry, yet worried expression, I wasn't happy about it. I looked at the bat in my hand and reminded myself why I was doing such a thing. To get the anger and stress off my chest. I grasped the bat and raised it, preparing myself for another round. "I can't now." I replied.

"Sure you can!" Choi Seung hyun and yongbae said in sync.

"Please let that bat go, hyun." Dae Sung prayed. He looked the most worried.

"No, Let me finish first, then I'll be all yours." I replied, avoiding their glances.

"Ji Yong, I beg you, come back to your sense, please!" Choi Seunghyun tried to persuade me, but I didn't pay attention to him. I didn't pay