Chapter 19: A Date with a Psyco

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A/N: Nov 27 2022

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I was in the shower, banging my head against the wall from misery and embarrassment. Misery, because I somehow managed to get myself caught up in another sticky and embarrassment, because Toby knew about everything and even saw me cry.

My toes clenched over the ceramic floor, warm water trailing down my bruised skin and healing injuries, and thick steam filling the air. The bathroom started to fog up, and so did my mind. The wandering thoughts and scarring memories finally quieted until all I could focus on was the sound of the water sprinkling over my head.

I held my breath, tilting my head back and arching my neck to feel the water rinse my face. But my ears perked up, and my entire body tensed as soon as I heard the sound of the front door open, my hand pulling down the metallic lever quicker than anticipated.

Jax was home, and my peaceful moment of tranquility was shattered the second I heard the sound of the door lock click.

I opened the shower curtain, flinching as soon as my feet touched the cold tiles beneath. Goosebumps started appearing down my arms, opening the cupboard to look for a dry towel. But the door suddenly opened, and I turned towards it, my eyes widening as soon as I saw Jax.

He raised his brows, eyes flashing down my body and stopping around the bruised areas before flickering back toward my shocked face.

I quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body. "Don't you know how to knock?!" I demanded angrily, holding onto the towel in case it fell.

"You look good in this lighting," he noted, nodding his head toward the ceiling and leaning against the wall behind him. Something was telling me that he wasn't leaving any time soon.

"Boy, I look good in any lighting."

A smile quirked on Jax's lips, and I mentally scolded myself for finding it hot. I was basically standing in front of him, butt-naked!

"You do," he confirmed, making the blush in my cheeks brighten.

"Please tell me you have a good reason for barging in here without knocking."

His smile widened, mischief glistening in those dangerous blue hues. "Are you hungry?"

My gagged. "Excuse me?"

"Good," he grunted. "I'm taking you out for dinner, so hurry up and change."

I took a few seconds to process what he was told. Was Jackass really asking me out right now?

"Jax, I just took a shower," I said, motioning towards my body covered in beads of water.

Not only that, but I wasn't particularly in the mood to go out, especially after everything that happened today. "Besides, you hate being seen in public with me."

It was true. We seldom did anything outside the apartment together, and I always believed that it was because he was too embarrassed to be seen with me. He never wanted me to go to his school campus, never asked to come to mine, refused to let me attend any of his fashion shows, or even went anywhere near his workplace. I've always wanted to visit his workplace, but Jax firmly refused, and whenever I asked twice, he'd give me a scary glare which made me shut up immediately.

"Who told you that?" He chuckled, suddenly glancing toward my nips. I quickly clasped my hands over them and narrowed my eyes.

"Why do you want to go out and have dinner suddenly?" I demanded.

Jax smiled. "Because I want to take you out on a date."

I'd be lying to myself if I said that my heart didn't waver at his words. But I could sense that something wasn't right. Knowing Jax, he was definitely up to something.

"But you never-"

"And now I am," he said, cutting me off. "Take the offer while I'm still being nice about it, Ji Hoon."

Translation: "shut up before I make you."

Jax wasn't asking me out on a date. He was forcing me to go on one. Behind that sweet smile of his, a devil's soul was waiting for me to make a mistake, a mistake that he would take advantage of and use against me.

"I want to do something nice for you," he said, walking towards me and raising my face so that I'd look at him. I felt like I couldn't breathe, my lungs burning inside my chest.

This was a trap.

"We'll be in a public area, so you don't have to be scared of anything happening to you," he mused, reading the expression on my face. Jax removed the wet bangs that stuck to my face, and I was trying hard not to find him beautiful.

And I was failing terribly.

Come on, Ji Hoon, you're stronger than that!

"At least you're aware of how abusive you are," I snarled.

"I always have," he whispered.

Yet, not a trace of remorse.

"Say, are you some kind of psychopath?" I asked bluntly, pushing away his hand. "Possibly with bipolar disorder? Because no offense, but I feel like there's something really wrong with that head of yours."

He laughed melodically. "No, I just like to tease you and see you cry."

Psychopath it is.

"Hurry up and get ready, we're leaving in five," he said, leaving a gentle kiss on my forehead before leaving. Once he closed the door behind him, I felt like vomiting, crouching down to catch my breath.

My mind was buzzing in confusion, thinking of all the possibilities that could get me into another unwanted situation tonight. My stomach twisted into nervous knot, but my heart... My heart was pounding hard and quick inside my chest, butterflies fluttering inside.

As twisted as this may sound, I couldn't help but feel happy. As much as I hated myself for feeling this way, Jax was giving me his attention. He wanted to go out for dinner with me, something that he never did, and for some reason, it made me feel special and valuable to him. Did this mean that I actually meant something to him? That he wanted to spend time with me? Maybe he actually felt guilty for all those times he hurt me.

Was Jax changing?

I then noticed the scars and bruises still covering my arms, a big slap to reality.

"This is messed up," I muttered, running my hand over my face. My fingers stopped on my forehead, where Jax left a kiss.

It was such a soft kiss too.

I got back up on my feet and dried myself up, changing back into the clothes that I wore today instead of my home wear. My hands stopped at the door knob, a cold sweat trickling down my spine. I was both eager and terrified. But I took a deep breath, turned the doorknob, and left.

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