Wish you were gone

Chapter 2

Tears were once more falling from my eyes and the cold air made them stain my cheeks ,making it visible that I am crying. It is cold.
The jacked I grabbed isn't enough to keep me warm.
My friends are away on vacation and my parents house is too far to walk and I can't take a cab ,
since I didn't bring any money. I left without thinking where to go or what I am going to do.
I was just so mad. At him. At his behavior. I actually thought that confronting him about the situation would help us get close again,but I was wrong.
It only ended in a huge conflict, which is our last.
I made my decision. I broke up with him and it's for the best. I don't deserve being treated like this!
I deserve better. It's better for me to leave him and I made that completely clear .
I really don't want to face him again.
I just can't believe how much he changed.
What happened to him? What led him to this completely different person?

Was it my fault?
No. Of course not. I only made him feel loved and warm , something he never returned.
The sight of his neck when he turned on his right side,appeared in my mind again ,
making me sob louder.Red.
Red lipstick could be seen on his neck and white shirt.
I really can't believe this. All my thoughts came true.
I thought I was overthinking and that he would never to something like this to me. But I was wrong.
He did.
And it's his fault,not mine. I did nothing wrong.
Why, though? Why did he make this decision?
Why did he end up cheating on me?
Even hearing my thoughts in my head, is making my heart ache.
I didn't realize for how long I was walking until I reached an area I couldn't regognise. Where was I?
What is this place? And why doesn't it have any streetlights?

Black. Everything is completely black.
The only thing I can see is my breath due to the cold and some people laying in the edge of the pavements and looking straight at me. What was I thinking?
Going out this late?
I look at my phone and see it's 4:30. I've been walking for half an hour now and have no idea where I am at. Unconsciously, I go through my contacts looking for Han's name,but stop. I shouldn't call him.
No. He hurt me.
I shouldn't go back to him. I promised it to myself.
As much as I still love him leaving him is the best for me. I need to look out for myself. But I don't know who else to call and those looks from the people around are starting to scare me ,as if they are going to attack me anytime soon!
I don't know what to do.
Should I call him or not?

Han's POV:

She left. Did she mean everything she said?
That she doesn't want to see me again?
That I really disgust her?
That she is breaking up with me? Cause , I sure didn't.
I didn't want to hurt her. Not a word that came out of my mouth was true.
I miss her.
Her touch,her hugs,her laugh that is gone because of me. I really do but there is no other way to solve this.
This was my aim,to make her feel disgusted by me and leave me.
I need to end this,even though that's the last thing I want to do. I wanted to run after her. Stop her. But I couldn't.
I froze.
Didn't know if I should tell her everything or let her think I fell out off love and cheated on her.
I didn't, though. I could never. I love her to much and I would never let anyone else touch me.
Only y/n is allowed to ,no one else.
But still that was the only way to make this whole thing believable.
I actually was working.
For this two months I have been staying at the office doing extra work so that I have an excuse to stay there longer to make her worry.
I hate myself for this. I will never forgive myself for hurting the person I love the most in this world.
I was lost in my thoughts when I realized that I was still wearing my work clothes and standing exactly where she left me.
Her keys were on the floor right in front of my feet. I picked them up and a smile appeared on my face when I saw the cute keychain,that I had given her,hanging. I went to our room and got my clothes off.
When I saw the lipstick on my shirt , I threw it on the floor with anger.
Stupid Han! I thought to myself.

I made her break up with me in the worst way,but that was the only way to make her hate me and never want to see me again.
I felt disgusted with myself and needed to take a shower as soon as possible.
After that I wore my comfy clothes and laid down on our bed, holding y/n's keys close to my face while staring at them.
I took out my phone and checked my social media, since I knew that my exhaustion had faded away and I wouldn't be able to sleep, knowing that y/n is out there.
I checked the time.
Oh no. Oh no.
It's 4:30 and she is out there all alone and who knows where. This society is the worst and you never know what weirdo is going to attack you .
I stood up ,put y/n's keys in my pocket ,put some random shoes on and left as fast as I could.
I kept running but soon realized I didn't know where I was heading.
Where would she go? Did she take a cab and went as far away from me as possible? I just stood there in the middle of the street spinning around with worry taking all over my body,not knowing which path to take.
I have to find her. I need to know she is safe.
But where is she?
If I call her will she answer?
Or will she decline my call?
So the question remains.
Should I call her or not?