I arrived at my apartment building when the sun had set and it was already dark after he sent me home. I canceled every meeting today. I had enough for a day. I will deal my manager and the angry Kim young min tomorrow.
With a tired body, I entered my apartment listlessly. I even entered the wrong number combination four times. And it worked on the fifth try. I threw away my bag randomly and laid my body on the sofa in the dark living room.
My eyelids were already droopy. I closed my eyes and started getting ready to fall asleep.
"Where were you?" I gasped. And instantly turned towards the sound and found someone sitting on the single sofa not far from me.
"What the fuck, Byun Baekhyun?!" I almost dropped dead on the floor if I wasn't familiar with his voice.
I stood up and pressed the light switch but it didn't turn on.
Did he.. turn off my electricity?
"Geez, what is wrong with you?" I shouted. "What are you doing in my place?"
How did he know the new passcode for my apartment? I've changed it after the last time he barged in.
"I asked. Where were you, Taeyeon?" He asked calmly but I could see his angry face from the moonlight.
"Somewhere private." I whispered with a sly smile.
"Just answer the fucking question!" He shouted for the first time in front of me and a chill ran down my back.
"I don't remember owing you an explanation."
"I want an answer, goddammit!"
"Why should I? You knew the fcking answer to your own question." I exclaimed bravely, afraid of nothing.
"Lie to me then." he said with a low voice that even I barely heard it.
I narrowed my eyes. What?
"Lie to me. Tell me you haven't seen someone else. Tell me you haven't moved on from me. Tell me you still want stay with me." His voice broke out of its whisper-like tone.
"Woah, you never know when to give up, huh?" I laughed at my misery.
"Stop your madness. We are done." I said, coldly turned back around to the glass window.
I looked down, the Han River at night always calmed me down. It was the first reason why I chose to live in this place. But, not even the Han River could help me to sort my thoughts right now.
"A year doesn't change you a lot, Taeyeon."
I laughed sarcastically. Ok, Now I am mad. My body aggressively turned back to look at him. He placed his hands on the arm of the couch he was sitting on.
"What? Did you really expect me to easily run back into your arms after you stalked me for a year?"
Is he serious? He thought all his actions were calculated as steps for me to get back to him, make me fall in love with him all over again so he can walk away, leaving me heart broken and finish his plots ways to hurt me? only fools believe.
He clenched his jaw, and clutched his hand in a fist. "I own you, Taeyeon. Deal with it."
"You don't own me! You never had. When will quit ? You knew I had fun with the boys out there and here you are claiming me as yours. So pathetic."
Ok, I shouldn't have said that. Baekhyun suddenly stood up and pushed me against the glass window. He was beyond mad right now. I swallowed the fear as my chest rose.
"You really pushed me to the limit. I won't be good this time." He grinned but there was anger in his eyes.
"You've always been the evil woman we've known. I have to start remind you that." He grabbed my waist pulling me closer to him. I tried to break free from his grip but he was too strong.
"You're.. high." Just now I could smell the alcohol collided with his masculine. So, this was the source of his doing.
"Because of you.." He breathed deeply, his eyes were calm and turned full back, locked with mine. And then I stopped breathing for a moment. There, I saw it again. In his eyes. Even in the darkness, just a split second I could see the familiar him. The one who is not in front of me right now. The Byun Baekhyun I had loved.
"What?" He asked with a smirk.
"What did you do to the old Baekhyun?" I seriously asked.
He chuckled. "What do you mean I did? It was you who killed him." He leaned toward me and buried his head against my neck. He left a kiss there.
"Is that why you are doing this to me now?" Revenge, his revenge. Tears start to forming in the corners of my eyes.
"I did everything I wish I could in the past." He said more calm this time. His words gave me goosebumps down my back in a state of anger and fear.
"You wanted to destroy me?" I managed to say it when I felt a searing pain in my throat.
"You should see it coming." Baekhyun whispered in my ear as the first tear ran down my cheeks.
Was he . . .
Was he responsible for yesterday's incident that happened to me?
Incident that could ruined my career.. My entire life. I shake my head slightly try to remove my thoughts.
No. That's not possible. He woulnd't do that to me . . . right?
right?
I couldnt stand up for myself anymore when he saw my tears and kissed my wet cheeks gently. He placed his arm around my waist and kissed my dry lips. He took his shirt off and pulled me into a passionate kiss.
Baekhyun went deeper into the kiss as our lips moved heatedly as his arms wrapped around my waist
I should stop. I knew I had to pull away but I couldn't control myself anymore. My thoughts weren't on the right track at the time. My mind was never right when it came to him. I should have stopped this, parted away, and kicked him out of here. But I couldn't. He was too much for me to resist. I became weak only to him.
For a million times, it repeated itself. I am a weak when faced with someone i should be tougher on.
Maybe I'll feel really worthless tomorrow, but let me accept his burn angry touch tonight.
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resentment
Short StoryHer, remembers the trauma and ex who holds the karma. English.