The past between us ||Sim Jake✔️

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3 YEARS AGO:

Two months.

Seven weeks.

Forty-Nine days.

That's how long it had been since I last talked to Jake.

I should be over it by now, over him. But why does my heart still clench painfully every time I see him? Why do I still keep counting the days.

I know whatever we had is gone. It wasn't easy to accept.

I begged him to tell me what I did wrong.

I texted. I called. But he never responded.

I waited for him after school for hours but he just avoided me.

I stopped trying to talk to him after a month.

In friendships or relationships sometimes when things get out of hand, there comes a point when your dignity steps in. No matter how much you care for someone, no matter how badly you want them to be a part of your life, sometimes you have to let go and let your self-respect take over.

I was done chasing after him.

I gazed out of my bedroom window. It was directly across from the window in Jake's room.

My heart leaped when I saw Jake's familiar frame come into view.

He wasn't wearing a shirt.

His eyes met mine and I stopped breathing. I could make out his expression from where I was standing it was the same cold one I saw on his face every day.

A movement behind him caught my eye.

My eyes widened in horror.

I could feel the color draining from my face as I watched Seoyun step forward and wrap her arms around him.

No.

No.

No.

This is just a nightmare.

This is not happening.

Jake was still looking at me. His face was impassive, a void of emotion.

His hand reached out slowly and he drew the curtains, obscuring my view of them.

My legs gave out as I sunk to the floor.

Seoyun had tried to drown me. I'd almost died because of her. Jake knew that, and yet there he was, with her.

How could he do this to me?

How could he be with her after what she did to me?

"Be strong Lee Eunji. You're strong." I kept chanting to myself.

I hardly even noticed the tears streaming down my face.

I was numb.