resentment

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My eyes looked up at the distant sky which was like a painted black wall with no clouds in it. Ignoring the person right next to me with his blabbering mouth. He drove his Audi while constantly talking about himself. His activities with SuperM, his meeting with EXO members, and recording for his third mini-album.

Is he ever shut up? He knew damn well I wasn't listening the whole time but he didn't care and continued acting like we were both talking. I was in deep thought when I noticed he wasn't driving the right way to my apartment.

"Where are you taking me?"

"My place" He replied simply and I blinked. Is he messing with me?

"I'm really tired. Can you just send me home?" I asked calmly despite my irritation.

"My place is your home too." He looked at me with a chuckle. Yep, he has gone sane.

"Baekhyun, send me home." Baekhyun did not answer, he only looked at the road ahead.

"Baekhyun!"

"No, it's already midnight. You need to rest. Your house is way too far from here. So, my place it is."

He continued. "You can scold me tomorrow. But, you really need to rest. I couldn't see you wasting a couple hours on the road."
"Besides, I prepared a gift for you. Remember?"

I scoffed and crossed my arms. "What a control freak."

He chuckled. "I guess I am."

There was silence for a few moments before I brought up the deepest question I wanted to ask him.

"Baekhyun, please stop this." I asked soullessly while looking out the window.

He was mute for a minute before he spoke. "Taeyeon... am I that easy to let go?"

His question made me turn my head to him. I glared at him angrily. No, you stupid. How could you say that when I had my own depression.

"Don't ask something if you aren't ready with the answer." I am gonna break his heart again, huh?

We arrived at the parking lot in the basement of his apartment. He stopped the car and turned towards me. There was madness in his eyes. "Let's just say that I'm doing this to get back to you. After everything you've done."

I've done?

Why does he always reminds me of what i did in the past?

Wait a minute.

"Is this some-kind of revenge?" I couldn't stop myself from asking.

"Revenge?" He looked at me, confused.

"You have the power now. Is this a revenge for making me your.. prisoner?" I didn't want to say that word.

"Power." He chuckled. "I like that sound,"

I knew it!

"You bastard!" I got out of his Audi and slammed the door. Poor luxury car but I couldn't think properly. I feel sick. So it was true after all, he wanted to get back on me.

Without waiting for him, I ran and entered the elevator that was nearby. But, before the door could close, his hand blocked and held the door.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Your place."

"You don't know where my condo is."

"No, but I knew you would chase me here."