To Be Replaced

Part 4

"The number you are trying to dial is – "

You pull the phone away from you with a sigh. This was the third time you've gotten Baekhyun's voicemail today. It wouldn't be as annoying if his phone was off and going straight to voicemail, but that wasn't the case. You had to sit there and listen to it ring and ring until voicemail eventually picked up, which for some reason was worse to you.

This had slowly been becoming the new normal.

It wasn't that Baekhyun was ignoring you, or at least you hoped he wasn't, but his time was becoming more and more dedicated to Privé.

As soon as production on his line began, Baekhyun wanted to be involved with every single step, which wasn't entirely new, but... something about this time made it feel different. Maybe it was because you knew Maya was involved, and the little voice inside your head continuously warned you about her sinister plans. Maybe you had gotten so into your head that you were working yourself up and creating something out of nothing.

It wasn't that you didn't trust Baekhyun. Ever since he made that promise to you a couple of weeks ago, he has proven himself daily. Every single time he's with you, he's devoted to you. He's engaged in the conversation, his phone is nowhere to be seen, and it feels just like old times.

The problem is ever since he got that email to start production, the amount of time he spends at home dwindles each week. Almost to the point where now he's not home until you're in bed, and he leaves almost as soon as he wakes up. Between EXO, his solo stuff, and Privé, he was running himself ragged, and you could see it starting to wear on him.

The other problem was Maya. You didn't like her. You didn't trust her, and the fact that she spent so much time with Baekhyun every day really irked you. She saw your boyfriend more than you did.

Of course, your mind went wild with this. You didn't know when it happened, but at some point, your mind began to fixate on what the pair could be doing. It wasn't healthy, and you hated that you were doing it, but you couldn't get yourself to stop. Especially whenever you thought about the looks she was throwing his way the last time you saw them together. You were sure Maya loved spending all this time with him. She was probably attached to his hip like a parasite.

You try to call your boyfriend one more time because he had promised you he would come home early today and get some rest. As you sit there and listen to the continuous ringing, your hope lessens with each second... until you finally hear someone answer.

"Hello?"

You sit up straight as the female voice greets your ears. "Maya? Where's Baekhyun?"

"He's trying to work, Y/N. Why do you keep blowing up his phone?" she asks in a snotty tone.

Your eyebrows raise in shock. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. How is he supposed to get anything done if you keep calling him? He's at work. Leave him alone."

Anger grips you as her words process in your brain. The audacity this little bitch has for not only answering his phone but for making it seem like you're inconveniencing him and getting in the way of his work...

"First the fuck of all Maya, do not tell me when I can or can't call my boyfriend, and secondly, put him on the damn phone."

"I told you. He's busy."

You hear a click, signaling she hung up on you, and your mouth falls open in shock before you laugh in disbelief. There's no fucking way she just hung up on you. She didn't even tell the owner of the damn phone anything. She just answered it and decided to talk for him again.