For the better [baekyeon]

Forty.

Chapter 40.

Third person's P.O.V

"Guys, I need to take care of something. Y'all continue whatever you're doing. Go home without me, okay?" Baekhyun said to everyone, making Kyungsoo nod in approval.

Baekhyun drove his way to the place where he always go to whenever his heart needed some time to breathe, his nerves needed time to calm down. To contemplate things.

But this time, he isn't going there because he's gonna contemplate things. He's going there because he's gonna finish something he already contemplated on.

Taeyeon's P.O.V

Three hours.

Three freaking hours has passed and I'm still sitting on the floor, in front of the apartment door.

Do I even have the strength to accept things? I thought to myself.

T'was three hours, well almost three hours when I received this text from an unknown number. But the content of the text already explains who he is.

*Where do I usually go when I have to think? I'll be there, you should be too. I have to finish and finalise things already.*

Finish and finalise things..

Why would I even go there if he just wants to 'finish and finalise' things. My heart isn't strong enough for this. I would end up digging myself a hole beside Luhan and might as well join him. My heart cannot accept this. Why would I go when I know Im just gonna get hurt again?

I stared at my phone, there wasn't any text that followed. Or calls.

Where was the bravery I had three hours ago when I told myself I'd take him back? Where is my strength?

I remember Heechul oppa told me when I was on my Luhan state, "You have to get hurt, that's how you learn."

Do I or do I not want to hear the words he'll say?

"The pain of regret," Taehyung's words replayed in my mind.

If he'll finish things today that means it'll be the last time I can see him, I can touch him, I can say that I love him. Maybe I should accept whatever he'll say.

Maybe I can go change his mind.

What if I can't?

Then okay, the thing here is I should try my best to have him back and if not, then maybe it is goodbye.

I stood up and took a deep breath before going out of my apartment, every step I take I can feel cold sweats coming out from my body.

When I reached the place, no one's there. He's not there, he's not sitting on the place where he used to.

Maybe he got tired of waiting, again..

Maybe he'll come back. Just be positive, maybe he just bought something. I told myself.

I sat down for an hour, hoping for the best but expecting the worse. I kept on fiddling with my fingers, a habit I learned from Chanyeol.

The rain started to pour, and aswell as my tears. "It's okay to cry." Heechul oppa's word replayed in my head.

I cried harder as the rain poured more. I feel like blood is going to come out from my eyes right now from crying so hard.

I could've just ran here three hours ago and accepted that things can turn out badly well atleast I could hug him one last time.

"Ya, what are you doing?" I felt someone wrap his arms around me, putting a jacket over my wet clothes.

Chanyeol? No, he's too small to be Chanyeol.