poisonous || minchan

12

do you remember how our story ended?

you came to my house that day. you wanted to discuss our relationship.

i took you to my room. 'what's up?' i asked.

i feared you would break up with me. i never thought it would be me who sent you out.

'i feel like you don't love me anymore.'

i frowned. 'of course i do.'

'no, you don't.'

'excuse me?'

'i have been trying so hard to win back your trust, to win back your love. but there has been so little response to it.'

'i'm sorry,' i stuttered. 'it has just been hard for me. i just need some time to process-'

'but i thought you had forgiven me.'

'well, yeah, but-'

'then what is the problem?'

i admit, i got agitated. you wouldn't let me talk, and you didn't seem to understand.

'the problem is that i saw a picture of you sharing spit with that stupid fucking freshman.'

you hit me.

you fucking hit me.

'don't you dare talk like that. don't call jeongin fucking stupid.'

i think you said something else. i don't remember.

the memories of my relationship with jisung flooded my memory. i couldn't think anymore. i couldn't breathe anymore. i nearly drowned.

'get out,' i whispered.

'what?'

'get out.'

'min- i'm sorry, okay? i shouldn't have-'

'are you deaf? get out!' i yelled. tears were running over my face, but i didn't care. neither did you. you cupped my face in an attempt to calm me, but it only angered me more.

i tried to punch you. surely you remember that? you evaded it, and finally gave in. 'alright, i'll leave.'

'we're over,' i said, just before you closed the door forever.