Red Wine/// NCT YUTA FANFIC

15

"So the tattoos are to....." Asks Taeyong.
"Yes, to hide my scars...... not just the visible scars.. they heal..... the memories just dont go away... the handprints seem to be visible only to me.... everytime I look at the mirror..... I cannot forget it......" I shudder as I remember my past. 
"And the other girl....... " Taeyong starts another question. 
"We both went to the hospital afterwards. My dad was out of town so I did not call him. He does not know anything. Yeji's family was called. Yeji had a lot of internal bleeding going on. She was tortured to death Taeyong..... her family was too conservative so they decided to tell people Yeji died of cancer. She was supposed to go on some vacation for a week or something, I dont know ....... they called a bunch of people and told them Yeji died abroad because of some cancer or something." I gave a sarcastic laugh, "They believe cancer is more respectable, and being tortured to death is something that will ruin her pride."
Taeyong hugs me tight. He figured out why I showed up in school with a bruised lip that looked like someone bit it badly. He figured out why I avoided going to school altogether for a while at that time. 
"Are you going to tell your bastard of a husband anything?" Taeyong asked with a visible sneer. 
"Why do I need to. I will go home after school and act like I dont care if he does..... things...... with anyone or anything lol" I try to fake my confidence. 

*at school* 

"Your sugar daddy doesnt mind you sleeping around?" Laughed Suzy mockingly. "Are those Taeyong's clothes?" She continued despite Taeyong throwing daggers with his eyes. "You have finally become a slut our Y/Nnnieeee" 

Taeyong's grip on my shoulders tightened. He held on to me the entire time in school today. 
"Lemme drop you off at your place today Y/N." 
"No Taeyong.... I can go on my own... I will be fine I swear... I have to face him at SOME point." I try to explain to Tyong. 
He refused to listen to me held on to me the entire way we walked to our apartment...... Yuta's and my apartment.... my knees were already wobbly. 

I went inside to find the house empty. I took out my phone and finally decided to charge it. It blinked open and it already had more than 50 missed calls from Yuta. I turned around to find a shirtless yuta grabbing my arms and pulling me to a really tight hug. He probably just came out of the shower, he smells like the peach flavoured body wash we both share. For once I wanted to forget what he did. I want to forget the fact that I saw my fiance making out with a pretty girl last night. 
"Where did you go Y/N...... I thought you had left me..... I thought I would not get you back again...... "
For once I wanted to hug him back and cry on his arms. But he did not deserve it. All the affection he had showed to me was fake. The marriage that was about to happen is fake. Nothing meant anything anymore. I did not mean anything to him. I was only a liability. I could feel my anger coming back to my blood and I pulled out of the hug and pushed him away. 
"You dont need to act like you care anymore."