Use Me Like A Drug (omegaverse bl) Chapter 96: Sunshine in the storm?

Yujun’s POV

The gates of my family ho, my prison yard, opens and the car drives to the garage.

Father steps out without looking at even once and goes into the building.

I wipe my face as best as I can with my sleeve before following, there’s really no point in holding myself up for anything and anyone, but I know I have to keep it up.

The door slams in my face before I have a chance to step in and I take in a sharp breath.

This is how I will be treated from now on.

I push the door open by myself and see Sehwa going into my father’s eting room.

Her chilling eyes et mine and she smirks at .

My eyes well up with tears of frustration.

How can it be that she’s winning? How can it be that she gets to have this much power over ...over us?

At the top of the stairs is Yunah, she has her fist clenched and her eyes on Sehwa’s back.

I have never seen her look at anyone like that before, my little sister.

I step in further to join the eting room but a guard stops with a shake of his head.

"Sorry sir, only relevant mbers are allowed" he says without sounding sorry.

Without argunt or protests I step back, "What are you doing? Lock the door" father’s angry voice booms and the door is slamd in my face again.

"Oppa" Yunah calls but doesn’t co down the stairs to , instead I go up to her and hug her.

She hugs back tightly and I bury my nose in her hair to inhale the artificial scent of her shampoo.

"Yuyu" I say softly and rub my hand up and down her back, she pulls back to look at , "you cried" she says softly and I give her a tired smile.

"My room?" I ask and she nods before both of us go into my room holding hands.

"Oppa, its too much...everything" she says, "I know" I respond, weak and unhelpful.

"Sehwa...she..."

"I know" I say again, my resignation is obvious in my voice.

"Oppa" she says like she’s disappointed.

"Baby" I say and she shakes her head.

"Why are you giving up?" she asks.

My head aches with the hope she is still bring to the table, maybe I shouldn’t have left her with Yeon-ssi.

"Oppa" she whines my na again and I look at her through teary eyes.

"I...I want to help us too, Yunah-yah" I say and she runs her fingers through her hair, "but I am nothing" I say.

"You are not nothing" she whines, "mom Yeon-" she starts.

"Co off it Yunah, they are Hwangs and we are Chois" I say.

"And at the end of the day we are still people" she says stubbornly, "we are still rivals" I correct her.

"Not when you are in love with Hwang Jaehyun oppa" she says and the argunt dies on my tongue.

"I shouldn’t have left you with the Hwangs" I say quietly.

"That’s the best thing you have ever done for Oppa" she says and the tension between us lts as I see her in different light.

She’s still my Yunah, the pup I raised.

She’s still the sunshine in the storm called the Choi clan, only stronger.

My eyes drop to her mating mark and I wince, if anyone should be hurting and breaking, it should be her.

But she smiles at when she sees where I am looking at.

"I’m not going to hide it anymore; it’s my battle scar" she says with the brightest smile on her face.

How?

How can soone be this...strong?

"Oppa, let’s not hide anymore, let’s live life and be happy" she says and I sigh.

"It’s not that simple" I say and look down at my stomach, I’m hungry and there is bloodstain from where Jaehyun had rested head when he knelt in front of .

"One step at a ti, lets cuddle first" she says and I chuckle wetly, "this child, cuddle is not the cure to everything" I say and ruffle her hair as I sniffle.

"No, but it’s a start" she beams at .

"Hurry go change and co back to " she says with the excitent of a pure hearted child.

I go into my bathroom and take off my clothes...Jaehyun’s clothes.

I lift it to my face and inhale deeply; it slls like my alpha but is ruined by the sll of the blood from the n he killed for my sake.

My throat feels tight and I blink tears away rapidly.

What is wrong with ? Why am I so emotional?

My oga is completely silent, I can’t bla him for the endless streams of tears but I wish to.

Is this love? Heartbreak and pain and tears?

I wash my face and look at my reflection in the mirror, taking note of how my face is swollen.

Instinctively my hand reaches out for the drawer containing my scent patch, but I stop myself.

What’s the point?

They all know now, so what use is there in covering it up?

I huff a sigh and leave the bathroom.

Yunah is seated on my bed with her legs crossed and her chin resting on her hands, watching as I pick out a new shirt.

"Hurry" she says while mimicking the gim motion. This one girl makes it impossible for to wallow in my self-pity and disdain.

I put on the shirt and climb into the bed to join her, and we both lay down facing each other.

"You’re not wearing scent patch" she says when she presses her nose into my neck and I hum.

She doesn’t say a word for a few seconds, neither do I.

"You sll..." she says sounding sleepy, "comfortable" she completes her sentence and I frown.

"Like..." she says and stops speaking, "like what?" I ask curiously.

"Just comfortable" she says and nuzzles closer.

I hold the back of her head the way I would hold a young pup to keep her comfortable.

"Oppa, they are downstairs deciding our lives" she says and I hum in agreent.

"Whatever cos after this...don’t hate , please" she says softly and I try to push her back to see her face, but she refuses to be moved.

"Yunah?" I call but she doesn’t respond.

"What do you an?" no response.

What does she an?