Chapter 3

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*Chanyeol's POV*

I woke up to see white everywhere. I heard beeping next to me. My body aches all over and I can hardly move. I thought I was dead until I felt someone hold my hand. I looked over to see Baekhyun, his face is red and has tear stains from all the crying. I felt a pang of guilt in my chest.

It was really quiet. Baekhyun rubbed his thumb against my knuckles, "I thought I lost you..." Baekhyun whispered. I looked up at him, "Baek... Your making it very difficult for me to forget you. I want you to stop loving me," I sighed. I couldn't look at him. Baekhyun squeezed my hand tightly, "Why! Why should I stop loving you!" I didn't want to tell him. Not yet at least.

The doctor entered the room, "Mr. Byun Baekhyum. I'm sorry to tell you, but Mr. Park Chanyeol is going to be taken to the mental hospital," I looked up at the doctor and then looked at Baekhyun to see him go pale with shock. I pulled my hand from his grip, "Baekhyun, you know it's for the best," I whispered to him. The doctor was flipping through his clipboard, "You have 2 hours to say your goodbyes. I'll call the rest of your group and then it'll all be over," Baekhyun was furious. His face was turning red in anger. Now I wish that I had never joined this group, never had fallen for someone just to hurt them in the end.

In the passed two hours, Baekhyun had never left my side. All the other members had come to visit me except for Suho and Kris. Kris hates me and Suho would always follow whatever Kris does and thinks. I didn't really care if anyone had visited at all. I only wanted Baekhyun to be here even if I want to push him away. It's a very complicated thing, I want him here, yet I want to forget him.

There were 5 minutes left until I leave, everyone but Baekhyun has left. He hasn't talked to me for a while and I was starting to get worried, "Baek, are you alright?" He jumped slightly and tensed up. He looked into my eyes, but quickly looked away, "Sorry. I was just wondering if I would ever see you again..." I shook my head, "Sorry Baek. I don't think it would be best for you to see me anymore."

The doors flew open as a few nurses came and escorted Baekhyun out of the room and for me to get on a wheelchair. It was the last time I was going to see him for a while. I don't think I would be able to leave the mental hospital. I'm just as crazy as they said I was and needs to be dealt with. They put me in a van and drove off.

*Baekhyun's POV*

I stared at the van driving away. I felt the need to chase after it and take Chanyeol to a place where no one can find him. I decided to take a taxi back to the dorm.

When I got inside, everyone was still happy and cheerful. Even Kris looks happier than when Chanyeol was around. I made my hand into a fist and punched Kris, "What the hell!" He yelled. I was about to punch him again until I felt someone hold me back. I turned to look at Suho, "Let go of me! I lost Chanyeol because of him!" I yelled. I was crying again. Suho held a tight grip on my wrists, "Leave Kris alone. He did nothing wrong," Suho moved me away.

I walked to the room that I had once shared with Chanyeol. I opened the door to see only my stuff in it and only one bed. I sat on my bed, "Chanyeol did nothing wrong. The people who hurt him made him like this..." I looked around the room. I remember all the amazing memories that happened here. I looked at where Chanyeol's bed used to be, "Wait for me Channie. I'll get you out," I pulled out a notebook and pencil to start writing.

*Chanyeol's POV*

I was in another white room, in a chair. I looked around and all I could see was white. No one was here except for me, then a loud demonic-like voice entered the room, "Hello Park Chanyeol. We are going to run some tests and we are then gonna put you in your room. Does that sound alright?" I crossed my arms and looked at the wall. "Whatever..." I mumbled, "As long as I get to leave this room," the voice just laughed at him. The laugh was somewhere between the 'You'll-never-leave' and the 'Don't-worry-you'll-be-back' kind of laugh.

The voice spoke up, "You are quite funny mr. Park. I wonder why everyone has left you," I know that's a lie. Baekhyun wouldn't leave me yet, "That's a lie..." The voice didn't speak for a while. I had this weird feeling that he knew who I was talking about, "Oh that runt," the voice laughs more, "That thing won't be able to get you out with our security and cameras. Also we have the most superior guns and weapons to kill when we need to," I can almost hear him smile.

I wish that I didn't have to be here. I wish I never joined the stupid group.

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