Fan Fiction |
by ran_shuang_hua
“She told us not to tell you and we really couldn’t go against her wishes because she had this look that…that…oh I don’t know how to describe it. But she seemed so different. Right girls?” XQ tried to explain.
“Yeah. She was so unnervingly calm and her eyes were so serious. So not XY,” SC agreed.
“Why? Can’t XY act serious?” MZ asked with a bit of sarcasm.
“Yes she can be serious at times but this one is different. Before, the warmth and smile in her eyes can’t be wiped away no matter how grave a situation might be. But when we saw her a while ago her eyes looked all iced up. And she also has this cold aura around her,” Mimi explained while she scrunched her forehead at her own confusion.
“She’s not answering her phone,” XM muttered. He has been trying to reach her for the past 2 hours.
“Oh XM, she asked us to give you the boxes…Ah Si, where are the boxes?” SC asked her boyfriend.
“In your room. They’re really heavy, you know!” DMS complained too late.
“What boxes?” XM asked.
“Just go to my room and see for yourself,” SC said with a sympathetic look.
XM needed no further invitation. He dashed towards SC’s room and tore open the two large boxes. “These are…these are…” XM stared at the boxes’ contents with disbelief.
“What is it bro?” MZ asked. When XM didn’t answer, he went inside the room too and looked for himself. “Girl’s clothes? Why would she want to give you girl’s clothes?” MZ wrinkled his nose in confusion.
Lei followed and the rest did too. Soon they were all cramped up inside SC’s room. “Wait, I recognize that dress. That was the one she wore when we had Christmas dinner at my house,” Lei said as-a-matter-of-factly.
“You mean these are all XY’s clothes?” MZ asked bewilderedly.
“Why did she want to give me these?” XM asked the girls.
“We don’t know either. First she said she wanted to donate all those to charity. But when XQ said that you were the one who paid for all of that, she changed her mind and asked us to return them to you,” Mimi offered an explanation.
“You bought her all these? I thought she said she won a shopping spree?” CH asked.
XM gave XQ a meaningful look. “Sorry XM, my tongue slipped…” XQ said with a guilty look.
XM just waved his hand to dismiss the topic. He still can’t understand XY’s action. Then he opened the second box. The contents of this one shocked him more.
“These are the books I bought for her…” XM said in a daze as he lifted one Harry Potter hard bound book. “She loves all her books more than anything…why would she give them away?”
“I think I get her point,” Lei suddenly said. “She’s giving you back everything YOU gave her.”
“But why?” XM looked at Lei questioningly.
“I think I get it too. Girls only return stuff when they break up with their boyfriends,” XQ offered.
“What? You mean she’s breaking up…with me…? I haven’t even told her anything yet…” XM pointed a disbelieving finger to himself.
“I think something happened earlier tonight that made her react this way,” CH said in an uncertain tone. Then seven pairs of eyes looked at XM expectantly.
“Don’t look at me like that. I don’t know either,” XM said in a desperate grunt.
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It was only six in the morning but Randy was already up and going. He wasn’t able to sleep that much because he was so worried about his little sis. He decided to check on her using his set of keys in case she was still sleeping. But when he got to her door, he heard something that he can’t fully decipher.
Dodeche ar suga obso namjadurui maum
wonhar ten onjego da juni ije tonande
ironjog choumirago nonun thugbyorhadanun
gu marur midosso negen hengbogiosso
(I just cant understand the hearts of men
they tell you they want you and then they leave you
this is the first time, you're special
I believed those words and I was so happy)
marur haji guresso nega shirhojyoda go
nunchiga obnun nan nur bochegiman hesso
norur yoghamyonsodo manhi guriurgoya
sarangi jonbuin nanun yojainika
(you should have told me you didn't like me any more
but I couldn't see that and you just rushed me
although I will curse you I'll still miss you
since I am a girl, to whom love is everything)
modungor swibge da jumyon gumbang shirhjungnenunge
namjara durosso thollin mar gathjin anha
dashinun sogji anhuri maum mogo bojiman
todashi sarange munojinunge yoja ya
(i heard that if you give up things too easily
to a man, he will get bored with you
i don't think this is wrong
a girl says that she will never be fooled again
but she will fall in love again)
marur haji guresso nega shirhojyodago
nunchiga obnun nan nur boche giman hesso
norur yoghamyonsodo manhi guriurgoya
sarangi jonbuin nanun yojainika
(you should have told me you didn't like me any more
but I couldn't see that and you just rushed me
although I will curse you I'll still miss you
since I am a girl, to whom love is everything)
Randy had already sneaked in and he saw XY curled up on the sofa. Her eyes were dramatically closed and she was clutching a paper against her chest. She looked like a singer doing an MTV. Then she began to say things that he can’t understand, like the rest of her song.
[narration] Onur urin heojyosso budi hengbogharago
noboda johun sarammannagir barandago
nodo darun namjarang togathe nar saranghanda go marhanten onjego
sorjighi na nega jar doenungo shirho
naboda yepun yoja manna hengboghage jar sarmyon otohge
guroda nar jongmar ijoborimyon otohge
nan irohge himdunde himduro juggenunde
ajigdo nor nomu saranghanunde
[narration]
Hey babe
the pain
it's not enough to describe how i feel
we were so happy together
but I know now
I've been blind
you told me that you'd never let me down
whenever I needed you you'd always be here
I can forgive but I cant forget
even though you hurt me
I still love you
I still love you
Randy shook his head in amused disbelief. Was this the same broken-hearted girl he consoled last night? How come she was belting her lungs out at the wee hours of the morning?
How he wished he had a videocam with him. XY was just picture perfect in her spectacular rendition of this foreign-sounding song. Her hands were dramatically flailing about with each word she was singing.
sarangur wihesoramyon modun da har su inun
yojaui chaghan bonnungur iyong hajinun marajwo
hanyojaro theona sarangbadgo sanunge
irohge himdurgo oryourjur mollasso
norur yoghamyonsodo manhi guriurgoya
sarangi jonbuin nanun yojainika
(don't take advantage of a girl's willingness to do anything for love and her caring instinct
i didn't know that to be born as a girl and to be loved was so hard
although i will curse you i'll still miss you
since i am a girl, to whom love is everything)
norur yoghamyonsodo manhi guriurgoya
sarangi jonbuin nanun yojainika
(although i will curse you i'll still miss you
since i am a girl, to whom love is everything)
After she was done singing, XY clutched her hands on her chest and sighed heavily with her eyes still closed. Then she slowly shook her head and bit her lip.
“Uh cricket, have you been sleeping and eating well?” Randy asked. He couldn’t ask her if she had gone nuts so he tried a less harsh way.
“AAAAH!” XY abruptly stood and went overboard the large sofa when she screamed in shock at the intruder. “Oh ge, it’s only you!” she heaved a sigh when she saw Randy.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. Are you hurt?” Randy assisted her in sitting on the sofa again.
“Don’t worry, being clumsy is in my system,” she said with a sarcastic snort as she mocked herself.
Randy sensed that there’s more to what she said but he didn’t push it. He knows she will come to him when she’s ready. “So, the sun hasn’t risen up yet and here you are belting out your lungs already! And do you even understand what you are singing?” he scratched his head.
“Of course I don’t! You know I don’t speak Korean,” XY said with a ‘are you nuts’ tone.
“How come you were all like this,” Randy imitated her hand movements and dramatic facial expressions.
“Of course I searched up for the translation. That’s what the internet’s for!” XY said as she waved the piece of paper that she was clutching all along.
“So what does it mean?” Randy asked as he snatched the paper from XY. “This is a broken-hearted girl’s song,” he looked meaningfully at her. He knows that XM has something to do with this.
XY didn’t want to talk about it yet so she changed the topic. “I’m hungry. What do you have in your place?” she asked in a fake cheerful voice as she dragged Randy out the door.
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A journal entry from Xiao You’s diary:
Sorry if I can’t think of any title. My mind still won’t cooperate with me. I thought they said that only the heart deals with ‘heart problems’? But why does my mind seem blank most of the time?
All I know right now is I don’t want to see him. I want to go on with my life without him in the picture.
But how can I do that when he knows my daily routine? Hmmm…I have to do something about that right now…
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“Hi Jane! Is Xiao You in?” XM went to the restaurant where XY was working. He knows all her work shifts. He also knows that she won’t miss work for no reason at all so he knows that she will be there.
“Oh Mr. Ximen. Sorry but XY called just a while ago and said that she won’t be coming in today,” Jane explained. “Why? Didn’t she tell you?”
“Uh no…” XM said in a low voice. Why would she not come to work? Is she sick? “Uh Jane, can I ask a favor from you?”
“Sure, fire away,”
“Can you please call me if ever you see XY? It’s really important. Call me anytime, please?” XM pleaded, he was desperate.
“Ok,” Jane gave him a weird look. It’s so unusual that XM doesn’t know where XY is.
“Thanks. Here’s my number. Call me anytime, ok?” then he flashed her his megawatt smile to show his gratitude.
“Where are you Omo?” XM muttered as he slid into his car.
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“Oh she’s not here today…did she come here yesterday?” XM was now asking XY’s co-worker from the computer shop.
“Sorry sir, but she also wasn’t here yesterday. I think she traded shifts with our other co-workers,” the guy said in a regretful tone.
“Would you happen to know whom she traded shifts with?” XM tried.
“Sorry sir but only our supervisor knows. But you could talk to him. His office is through that door,” the guy directed XM.
“Thanks,” he said gratefully as he made his way to the small office. “Good afternoon. I’m Ximen Zhong Er Long,” he introduced himself.
“The young master XM. What can I do for you?” the supervisor said with a pleased tone.
“I just wanted to know Yang Xiao You’s work schedule here,” XM went straight to the point.
“Oh, about that. I’m sorry master XM, Xiao You doesn’t have a permanent work shift here anymore,” the supervisor informed him.
“What do you mean? Did she quit?” XM asked worriedly.
“No, it’s not that. Mr. Randy Ho came here yesterday and asked if XY could have a free schedule, meaning she could come to work anytime she wants as long as she fills up her 16 hours a week,” the supervisor explained further.
“Oh…” XM was disappointed. He was really hoping that the supervisor could give him a definite answer. “Thanks anyway,” he said as he went out the office.
“Where are you Omo?” he asked no one in a really really desperate voice.
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“So did you find her man?” MZ asked XM when they met up at the mall.
“Not yet. It’s been a week since I last saw her and I’m having bad luck. Seems like she changed shifts at work and I can’t locate her at school either,” XM tugged at his hair in despair.
“It’s weird. She isn’t even calling the girls. XQ is extremely worried,” MZ said as he munched on his burger.
“She’s not even answering her phone. I think she changed numbers,” XM stared at his coffee.
“Tell me honestly XM, did you do anything that could have made her react this way? I mean it’s obvious that she’s upset with you that’s why she’s hiding like what she did 2 years ago,” MZ pried into XM’s eyes.
“That’s what’s frustrating me the most! I don’t know what I did wrong!” XM closed his eyes and massaged his temples.
“Maybe its because of the silent treatment you were giving her at the Homecoming party,” MZ tried.
“I know her and she’s not that shallow to react this way just because of that,” XM dismissed the thought.
“But still, it was obvious that she was disappointed that night. And since we’re on that subject, why didn’t you talk to her?” MZ pressed on.
XM sighed. “I was doing some thinking and I don’t want to say anything to her till I’m 100% sure.”
“Sure of what?” MZ looked at XM weirdly.
“Don’t be a busybody!” XM complained.
“All right, I won’t ask. But you better find her soon. I can see that being away from her is doing you no good. Man! You look like a walking zombie!” MZ stated as he inspected the eye bags under XM’s eyes. “And you can’t stay away from work forever. Xu told me that you’ve filed for an indefinite leave of absence.”
“Can’t sleep, can’t eat, can’t go to work, can’t do anything! Can’t even think of anything else but her!” XM muttered as he buried his face in his hands.
“Good luck bro,” MZ just gave him a comforting pat on the shoulder.
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A WEEK LATER:
It’s been a week but I still can’t get him out of my mind. I’ve successfully strayed away but I still keep on seeing his face in my dreams!
I want to get out of this situation! I want to forget him! But everytime I close my eyes I can still feel his lips on mine.
*yanks at her hair in an effort to clear her head*
Wait…maybe I can’t forget him because of that stupid kiss…and maybe if I forget that kiss I’ll forget him too…
MAYBE I can’t forget that kiss because he’s the only guy I’ve kissed. But if I get to kiss another guy, his lips will fade away from my memory…
THAT’S IT! THAT’S THE SOLUTION TO MY PROBLEM!
I’ll kiss some other guy to get his mark off me! By hook or by crook I have to get some guy to kiss me even if it’s the last thing I do!
JIA YOU!
*punches her fist up in the air*
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“I think you’ve had enough missy,” Jig, XY’s bandmate, took the beer bottle from XY’s hand.
“Jig, I’ve only had one. I’m not yet drunk, just a little tipsy,” XY answered coherently.
“You know beer doesn’t go well with your system. I don’t want to land in the hospital later,” Jig insisted.
“Oh, alright!” XY conceded. “But in one condition.”
“What?”
“Kiss me!” XY demanded.
“Haha! Nice one, XY!” Jig laughed out loud.
“I’m serious, Jig! Kiss me!” XY said in a demanding tone.
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“I’ll just hang out here first, MZ. I don’t feel like going home yet,” XM said as he got off his car and walked to MZ’s.
“Want me to join you?” MZ offered.
“Nah, I’ll be fine. Just want to grab some drink hoping it’ll help me fall asleep,” XM said with a sad smile.
“Ok, if that’s what you want. But go easy on the shot glass, ok?” MZ reminded before he sped off.
XM went inside the crowded club and searched for a secluded spot.
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“XY, I’m in no mood for jokes like that! You know I like you…” Jig hesitated. It’s true that he has a crush on XY for the longest time.
“So? You should be glad that I’m asking for a kiss. A real kiss. The hot and open-mouthed one,” XY gave him a coy look.
Jig still hesitated, knowing that this was the alcohol talking. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, XY. You’re really drunk. Come on I’ll take you home,” he asked the bar tender to take all the bottles away and took care of the bill.
“No! I still want to drink!” XY protested with a boom.
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XM has been trying to order a drink for the past 15 minutes but it seems that the club was so packed that the waitresses barely have time to take a break. He then decided to just go to the bar and get his drink himself.
He was just a few feet away from the bar when he heard a familiar stubborn-due-to-drunkenness voice. His heart did a somersault and he had this gut feeling that it was XY he heard.
He only needed to see the just a bit of her form to know that it was indeed her. Though her back was against him, he knew by the way she sat on the stool and by the way she was moving that it’s his Omo. He felt great relief and joy like he conquered the whole world and he doubled his pace in eagerness to gather her in his arms.
But when he was just about an arm’s length away, he saw her do something that gave his heart a paralyzing blow.
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“No! I still want to drink!” XY protested with a boom.
“But you can’t take the alcohol anymore. Ok, we’ll just drink again tomorrow if you want but we have to call it a night tonight,” Jig helped her down the stool by putting an arm around XY’s waist for support.
“I still want that kiss!” XY spat out and she clamped her hands around Jig’s neck to pull him down. Then she kissed him aggressively. She wanted to erase XM’s mark on her lips so bad!
Jig was caught off-guard. He really liked XY a lot but he knows that he shouldn’t take advantage of her so he just kept his lips shut tight.
“Why aren’t you kissing me back?!” XY demanded hotly.
“Will you stop all these if I do?” Jig asked.
“Yes! Just kiss me! I want someone else to just kiss me!” XY was near to tears because of her desperation.
“Ok, I’ll do what you want. But after this I’ll take you home, ok?” Jig really can’t bear to turn her down. She was obviously anxious and upset. “Now close your eyes.”
XY did as she was told and waited. Jig kissed her gently and XY tried so hard to feel something. Yes it was pleasant but it didn’t send electricity throughout her body. She kissed him deeper in an effort to get something out of it but it was no use. It was then that she gave up and broke the kiss.
“Now, can we go home?” Jig asked. He was a bit guilty of what he did but he knows that if he won’t do what she wants, XY might go to some other guy and get harassed in the process.
“No, I’m taking her home!” XM yanked XY out of Jig’s arms.
Jig recognized XM. He saw his picture in XY’s organizer. He somehow got the feeling that XY was acting this way because of him. “Sure man. She’s pretty drunk already,” he simply conceded and walked away.
“No, Jig! I don’t want to go with him!” XY protested as she wriggled and twisted her arm to get out of XM’s grasp.
“You’re coming with me XY even if that means I have to force you,” XM said in a unreadable tone. He then threw XY over his shoulder and carried her out of the club.
He deposited her inside his car. “What do you think you were doing?” XM asked in a raged voice.
“What is it to you?!” XY spat back with vehemence.
“What is it to me? WHAT IS IT TO ME??!! I’ve been looking for you for a week now. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t do anything but think of you and then I see you kissing another guy!” XM slammed his hand on the steering wheel.
“And so if I was kissing with another guy? Who the hell are you to stop me?!” XY didn’t try to mask her anger.
“Who am I to stop you?” XM asked in a shocked and hurt voice. Then he grabbed her and kissed her really hard. At first XY was putting up a fight but then she slowly melted into his kiss and embrace.
When XM broke the kiss he expected to see his Omo. But when he opened his eyes and looked at her, she was staring back at him with cold eyes and a smirk.
“So now that you got what you wanted can I go home?” XY asked in a tone dripping with sarcasm. Then she opened the door and went out the car.
XM was caught in a momentarily state of shock but he managed to get out of the car and stop her before she could ride a cab.
“What do you mean by that? Omo, look at me…” XM said in a desperate tone as he clutched her forearm.
“That’s Xiao You for you XM. I’m not Omo,” XY yanked away from XM.
“Why are you acting this way?” XM retook her arms and held her firmly.
XY looked at XM’s distressed face. “Hah! Did you think that I’m such a fool to fall for your acts? Stop it XM. Your stupid Omo went down the drain a long time ago.”
“We made a promise that you’ll always be my Omo and I’ll always be your Lemon,” XM took her hand and linked his pinky finger with hers. “We did this, don’t you remember?” he lifted their hands to make her see.
XY stared at their entwined fingers and remembered that wonderful night by the beach. Tears rolled down her cheeks. “First, you dolled me up and made me look all girly. Then you spent time with me and made me feel special. Then you kiss me and made me a princess. But all of those were just lies. You tried to turn me into one of those superficial girls that you like dating but when you realized that I’ll never be like them, you chunked me off and sent me down the drain. Now I know why you made me promise. You made me promise that because after you send me to the dirt you’re afraid that you won’t have someone to cook dumplings for you anytime you want. You don’t want to lose the object of your jokes and teasing. You don’t want to lose the one you could trick and play games with in case you get bored. Sorry XM, I can’t do all that anymore.”
XM can’t understand where this is all coming from and he can’t think straight because he was panicking inside. XY was dead serious with her words. “You don’t mean that XY. You’re just drunk that’s way you’re saying things that you don’t really mean.”
XY snorted. “For once in my life XM, I’ve never been so sober. I can’t even feel the alcohol in my system. Looks like I’ve gone completely numb,” she said with a shrug.
With that, XY broke off her finger from his. Then she took out of her bag the old Beatles’ photo and the autographed album that he gave her. “I’m giving these back. I don’t want them anymore.” Then she forcefully took out the earring on her left ear. Her piercing was still not healed up and it stings but she just bit her lip. She took them out with a bit more force than needed that it bled. “And here’s your earring,” she said as she deposited it in his palm.
“Omo, your ear is bleeding,” XM tried to dry it off with his hanky but XY moved away from him.
“It’s nothing compared to the rest of me that’s bleeding like hell right now,” XY said then she turned around and walked away from him. She looked upwards to prevent her tears from falling that’s why she didn’t see the stray stone in front of her. She stepped on it, causing her to stumble and fall on her knees.
XM was left stupefied as XY walked away from him. When he saw her fall down, he wanted to gather her in his arms and carry her home but he knew that if he did that he would hurt XY’s pride. So he stopped himself from going near her and watched with teary eyes as she hailed a cab and sped away from him.
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In the cab…
“Damn! That was an almost perfect, dignified and poised walk-out drama!” XY slapped a hand on her forehead. Then she took of her heeled shoes (the only one left from her former collection) and cursed them. “Damn you! Why did you choose to fail me tonight! I could have won a Best Actress award with that script and you ruined it all! Argh!”
*Slams the shoes on the cab seat* slam slam slam!
“Miss, are you trying to wreck my cab?” the driver asked in an annoyed tone.
“Oh sorry,” XY said sheepishly then lowered her hands to her lap. She glared at her shoes one more time. “Damn you!”