My Phony Ladylove

05. Misunderstood

THE TWO REACHED YVO'S ROOM IN NO TIME. Thankfully, nothing was broken inside the house after they went on circles for the last 10 minutes while bumping into each other a lot.

Yvo immediately slumped onto his bed together with Keira. He then removed his shirt since it was a habit of his to sleep half-naked and even though he was dead drunk, he didn't miss that. Keira was just about to get up. She was planning to go home already but a hand stopped her.

"Noona, where ya goin'?" Yvo asked.

"Imma go home alwedy."

"Nooo, nooo. Come heeeeeeere. Hereeeee!" he said as he patted the space beside him. Keira complied and lied down beside him. He then hugged her tightly while patting her head softly.

"What d'ya doin'?" she asked.

"Sleep," he said to her. He continued to pat her head. The way he was holding her felt the same way her father did. She did miss her father a lot.

"Dad..." she murmured as she slowly fell asleep.

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...continuation, Chapter 1

"WE BOTH KNOW nothing happened to both of us. Despite the unpleasant situation, it's one thing I'm so relieved about. Let's just forget this ever happened and get a move on. Having said that, I'm going home. As much as I want to say, "It was nice meeting you", it wasn't so, was it? I hope to never see you again," Keira said to Yvo, grabbing her purse before going towards the door.

"My mom's going to kill me." She hurriedly went out of the room without even looking back at the two young men.

Just as she was about to take her last step down the stairs, she was shocked out of her wits when she saw the jerk's family in the living room. They were all looking at her direction - his mom, dad, grandma, and probably his sister? She thought of how the heck will she make it through the door with those stares.

Remembering all the things that guy's parents were saying earlier, she just couldn't let them misunderstand things. It was right for her to set things straight before leaving this nightmare behind.

She slowly approached them in the living room and paid her respect to the guy's family by bowing, "I'm very sorry for causing trouble in your family and for crashing in your house without your permission.

"Last night, I swear on my life that nothing happened between me and your son. He was dead drunk and I was not drunk as much as him. I remember him calling me his noona and he kept on apologizing to me. He must have mistaken me for someone else.

"At first, I was trying my best to ignore him, but he suddenly knelt and cried in front of me and asked me to take him home. Out of pity, I think, I took him home. Maybe due to my drunk state, I just fell asleep beside him.

"And Sir, please excuse me for my bluntness, but I can't allow anyone to just call me a random girl. I'm no random girl. I'm a decent woman with morals and principles and was brought up like this by my parents.

"I know I'm in no place to say this but I hope that before you jump into conclusions, at least listen to his side of the story first. He was feeling terrible last night. That, I know for sure. His family should've been his comfort zone - to cry, laugh and vent frustrations, to ask help with. But why was he crying all alone in a club?" Keira said. She noticed the worried looks upon their faces as she said her last words. "I... I'm sorry. I must've said too much. I should... keep going. Again, please forgive me for everything," she said as she hurried to the door.

"You..." she heard someone spoke, making her stop on her tracks. It was the mannerless guy's mom and she was walking her way. She said too much, way too much-she realized. She might get slapped any minute now.

"Y-yes?"

"Can I know your name?"

"W-w-why-" She wasn't able to finish what she was about to say when she was interrupted.

"I was just curious."

"I... I'm Keira Charlotte Delevigne," she said, relieved that she won't be nursing a red cheek.

"Keira Charlotte Delevigne..."

"Yeah, uhmm... I'm sorry but I really need to go. I'm afraid my mom's already worried about me."

"Oh, okay. Go ahead then." The older woman replied and Keira scrambled her feet towards the door.

"Is anything wrong, mom?" Yvo's sister, So Eun, approached her mom from behind.

"So Eun, that girl... she looks like someone. Byung Se, could she be..." she pondered as she approached her husband.

"Honey, stop thinking too much. You know it's impossible. They've been out of the country for years now," her husband replied.

"But we don't even know their whereabouts and we could be missing something," she mumbled.

"Honey, I'm doing everything I can to find them. But let's first settle the thing with our son, okay? He's been thinking about her again. I don't know what to do anymore," her husband just sighed as they continued talking about a very delicate topic in their family.

Sulli was the eldest daughter of the Dimitris. The family are very much close to each other but Sulli and Yvo's closeness was on another level.

It was Sulli's bachelorette party when the accident happened. Yvo was tipsy yet his sister allowed him to drive for her since he insisted. He said it's the last thing he can do for her before she gets married and it was indeed the last.

He drove recklessly while throwing jokes at his sister, not seeing a huge truck coming their way. It was then too late when they saw it. The truck swerved and crashed to the right side of the car where Sulli was seated.

After the incident, he started living his life recklessly. He spends his nights in clubs and would drink until he's dead drunk. He doesn't show any interest in his current job and would always tell his dad that he'll just screw his company if he tries to give it to him. Guilt was eating him up. He can still clearly remember what Sulli's fiancée said to him. And he will forever remember them because everything he said made a mark on the way he lives his life right now.

"You ruined her! You ruined our life together! You... you don't deserve anything! You should live in guilt, in loneliness. You should live like hell... you... it should've been you, not her, not me!"