paid boyfriend - h.hyunjin ♡︎

Chapter 22

Y/ns pov

I just stood there, trying not to accept the fact that it's all over. Just like that. In less than 10 minutes everything came crashing down. The memories i made with Hyunjin all got pushed to the side.

My heart feels so swelled up and it hurts, so much. It feels like the hole he filled in my heart got taken out just to leave an even bigger hole

I sat down and continued to cry, and trust me I sound so dumb right now with all the weeping sounds I'm making.

I cant catch my breath, I'm shaking, I'm hurt, I'm- I pulled up my legs and buried my face in them trying to calm myself down. But it's not working. Is this what it feels like? To lose the person you made the best memories with? i dont even know they were also 'good' memories by his side..

My phone starts to buzz in my pocket, it's probably Jennie, I'm not answering, especially what state I'm in right now. I just need to be alone

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After being outside still in the same spot where Hyunjin walked off from me for an hour and half crying, I decide to get up somehow with the last little bit of strength I have and slowly walk home

My eyes hurt so much, they're so dry. My cheeks even hurt from wiping them so much, and I know for a fact my face is red as hell

I looked over to my right and see the restaurant where things between us began. All the memories that night washes over me, tears start to somehow form even though my eyes are so dry already

"This is where it began.. and" I turn behind me where everything crashed down "..and this is where it ends." I wipe my tears and continue to walk forward trying to keep my mind blank to not start another wave of emotions. At least until I'm home, then I won't care.

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When I opened the door every little memory that Hyunjin and I have in my house comes to mind, "you piece of shit, why did you have to leave memories of you in my own damn house" I wipe my face and continue to walk upstairs, "I still need to clean that room Hyunjin slept in a while ago." I stood in front of the door about to open it, but I'm frozen. If I open this door, and clean it all of him will be gone. I know he doesn't care about me, but I care about him and our memories. And I'm not ready to let it all go. I slowly back away from that door and walk away, "I can"t"

I walk in my bedroom and shut the door. And continue to cry, for hours.

The next morning
Y/ns pov

A huge pound of pain hits my head, my nose is clogged, wow what a great way to start my morning

I slowly get up feeling the headache pounding against my head, this is what I get for crying for hours last night

I get up from my bed and go downstairs to make myself some hot chocolate, as I was reaching for the mug from the top cabinet, one slipped and crashed on the counter "shit"

I stand there looking at it like it was the mugs fault, knowing it was mine

I grab a bag and put all the broken pieces in it and head to the dumpster outside in an ally not too far from my house

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When I got home Jennie texted me, I was suppose to text her about what happened, but in the state I was in yesterday it wouldn't have been good to text Jennie or call her about it

I click on her text to see what she sent

"Hey hun, how did it go?"

I sigh as I type