I'm Addicted to You.

Mind hazy, suddenly all the tension and stress are gone from her mind, she feels happy. The loud booming music coming from the dance from has started to make her body move. She stands up from the black leather couch she was sitting on and pulls her mini, blood red, bodycon dress, to show off the right amount of cleavage. She runs her fingers through her short bob length, black locks and ruffles them.

When she was all ready to join the dance floor a hand comes up to her wrist and yanks her down on the couch of the booth again.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Kim Jae, her best friend, her flat mate and most importantly her secret crush, says.

Jung Hana, when she came to Seoul, to study in college, there were all new faces and out of the all the new people in her life, Kim Jae was the only one who stood up for her. Was there when she needed help and that’s how he became her everything, yet she couldn’t be his something.

"Today's supply is so good." Kim Daniel says after sniffing up the white line of power off the table top, while rubbing his nose tip.

He is another one of Jae and Hana’s college mates, who occasionally parties with them in the usual club they all go to.

"So good." Jae looks at him while laying down on her lap.

"Move dude, always laying here and there." She says pushing him off her lap.

"Oh come on now." Jae pours some powder on top of the table and separates it with his credit card and snorts a line with his rolled up dollar bill.

She watches him as he sits back on the couch ruffling his wavy hair, long hair, that goes up to the nape of his neck; making a moaning sound as the powder hits him. She licks her lips seeing him part his plump lips and suck a breath in. His sharp features are glowing under the neon lights making her feel come kinda way.

"Here." Daniel pours some powder in her drink.

She chugs it down and leans on the couch smiling. The feeling of few seconds of numbness is the best. In those few seconds, nothing hurts. Nothing, not the way Jae continues to ignore her feelings towards him. Continues to be with other woman, even when she’s completely ready to be his.

"Look at that." Daniel chuckles pointing at a girl, who is sitting by the bar, reading a file.

"Wow who reads in a bar?" Daniel laughs historically.

"I mean it's kinda hot you know in between all us sinners, she's the only pure one." Jae bites his lower lip staring at the girl.

Hana watches him as he stares at the girl. This is an everyday thing now. Jae always does this, at this point she doesn’t know if he does this knowingly or not. But when he checks out other girls, it hurts. It hurts her, to know that he doesn't care about her and all she cares about is him.

"I'm going to talk to her." Jae stands up from the couch, while running his fingers through his hair.

"Good luck with that." Daniel laughs laying on the couch seeing the girl walk out with another guy.

"Fuck dude." Jae sits back down and snorts the rest of the lines up his nose.

Hana looks away and stares at the wild bodies on the dance floor rubbing against each other. Everyone intoxicated, filled with lust as they grind against one another. She stands up and walks to the dance floor to get her mind off him.

"Where is she going?" Daniel looks at her way.

"To hoe around." Jae chuckles watching Hana, as she starts swaying her hips from side to side against a boy's crotch.

"I envy you man." Daniel sips his cocktail while looking at Jae.

"Why bro?" Jae looks at him questioning.

"Even if you don't score a girl you still got Hana to be with you. It's like you two are husband and wife." Daniel says wanting to know his reaction.

Jae scoffs at his remarks and rolls his eyes.

"Nah man she isn't marriage material. She's only good for fun. Though, I don't do any of that with her. She's my buddy that's all."

"Yeah." Daniel looks at Hana, who is on her way back to the booth from the dance floor, all sweaty.

"You want to go home now? I'm tired." She says looking at Jae.

"Okay let's go." He stands up and walks ahead of her, looking a little annoyed.

"Bye Dan." She blows a kiss to him and follows Jae out of the club to go back to the apartment they share together.

The apartment is a close distance from the club, it is located in the middle Itaewon, where all the posh clubs and party scenes were.

When they get in the apartment she immediately sits on the couch and starts taking off her heels; they were hurting her feet really bad.

"Had fun?" Jae crosses his muscular, tatted arms over his chest.

"Yeah didn't you?" Hana asks looking up at him while unzipping her dress.

"Not like you, I mean the way you were making that guy feel your body, you might have just let him fuck you right there." He rolls his eyes.

"Yeah you know what I should have done that." She stands up, letting the dress slide off her body, making it pool around her ankles.

"Of course that's what you're good at doing cause you're a class-a whore aren't you?" He arches an eyebrow at her, spitting venom.

"You have no fucking right to say that Jae!" She pushes him by his chest.

He doesn't bulge instead looks her up and down.

"I know I'm right. Just look at you standing in front of man just in her lingerie. What a shameless slut you are." He starts walking acting as if he didn’t she her like this before and as if she didn’t see him only in his boxers either.

"Oh really?! You're acting like I never saw you without clothes? For fuck's sake we live together. I saw you naked about a hundred times." She yells.

"There's a difference between a man and woman you shameless bitch. Stop barking." He spats acting like a total hypocrite.

He gets on her last nerve making her storm towards him and landing a harsh slap against his cheek. Jae clenches his jaw and pokes his cheek with his tongue.

"You fucking cheap slut." He growls grabbing a fistful of her hair pulling her face close to his.

"Let go!" She groans in pain trying to push him off.

He drags her in the bedroom; both of them share and throw her on the bed. She falls down on it with a loud thud; a muffled groan comes out of her mouth as her body starts aching.

"Go hoe around why would I care." He walks of the bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him.

She lays on the bed on her chest letting her tears fall silently. He doesn’t accept her or treat her as a girlfriend. Yet, when she flirts with a guy he gets so mad; mad to the point where he physically and verbally abuses her.