"Bee, I'm s-" He started but I held up my hand telling him to stop.
"Shut the f**k up before I toss you out of the f*****g car." The driver looked at me through the front mirror with a shocked expression and I smiled at him sheepishly. The Taxi came to a halt and I snatched my bag from Seok-Min much to his dismay to pay the driver.
It was almost midnight by then. We both got out of the car and I strode towards the house with him behind me, head down. I rang the bell once and a very worried Young-Jae opened the door.
"Why would you not pick up the phone?" He said immediately sighing in relief as he hugged me. I patted his back forgetting about the bleeding and he immediately noticed gasping. I hid my hand and moved aside to allow Seok-Min to go in. He looked at my hand behind my back and
