I hate to admit

Why were we together?

Minho

About fucking time, I get out of this place; I've been so cooped up in the hospital it was driving me crazy.

I'm not completely healed but the doctor said I was well enough to leave, most of my injuries were fine except for my legs.

At least I'm not paralyzed.

I am on crutches though.

I however don't know how I feel about going home, I had lived in a hotel for so long that going home seems strange.

Felix had helped me; he does live there too just not as much.

When I got home or when we got home, Felix opened the door for me, and I hobbled in on my crutches taking a look at the place.

"Well welcome home Min, sorry there's no welcome home party." Felix laughed dryly.

"I don't think I'd be up for a party anyways." I spoke.

"Need me to get you anything?" Felix asked closing the front door behind him.

I sat down on the couch and sighed.

"No Lix, I'm okay really. You don't need to babysit me." "Really Minho? I'm here trying to be a good friend, taking care of you. I'm not a fucking babysitter." "Alright I'm sorry, I just...I don't know something happened to me after the accident."

I feel different...maybe it's because I lost my memory, or something happened to my emotions or whatever, but I know I'm not like before.

"Yeah, you became an ass." Felix mumbled.

He's not wrong and I kind of got that from when I was with that Hyunjin guy, fuck I don't know what I ever saw in him to begin with.

"What happened with Hyunjin?" Felix asked.

"Nothing why? We talked and that was it." I replied.

I clearly could tell Felix didn't believe me, but I really didn't want to get into anything.

"Remember this?" Felix handed me his phone.

It was obviously me and Felix and then that Hyunjin guy.

"Not really no." I replied.

"It was our first time together, after we got the studio up and running. Believe it or not you couldn't keep your eyes off of him that day." Felix spoke.

I studied the picture a bit more but still no memory of him at least.

"What's your point Felix." "My point is you love him, but the way I'm seeing it now is whatever happened with your talk it didn't go so well." "You're right, I just simply said that I would never be interested in someone like him. I told him we could be friends."

Felix immediately stood up; I could tell he was angry.

"Are you fucking kidding me!" Felix shouted.

Ugh I am in no mood for this shit, I'm actually getting a headache right now and the rain is making me sleepy not to mention depressed as fuck.

"What? He's not my type Lix, nothing wrong with that." I spoke.

"I can't fucking believe you. Memory or no memory I would have at least thought that you could see something in him again. You fucking told him how you felt about him every single day, he always refused but, in the end, he gave in because he actually felt the same for you, but he was scared." Felix explained.

"Sorry but ain't no way I'd waste my time on someone who obviously didn't really like me back right away." I laughed.

"You're unbelievable." Felix spoke before walking towards the door. "I may have gotten over you leaving me but this is stupid."

I watched Felix leave out the door slamming it in the process.

I was now by myself.

I just need my bed right now.

I slowly got up and made my way up the stairs slowly and painfully, but I got there. When I got to the upstairs and passed by Felix's room and then another room I stopped.

I opened the door and turned the light on.

The room looked fairly empty as I assume it was Hyunjin's, looked like his belongings were gone. There were a few things on the scattered on the floor and desk but that was it.

I walked in and picked up a few items from the desk, a bunch of papers and some scribbles. There were a few doodles, can't really call them that because they were actually good drawings.

Then there were music notes and lyrics.

Then I saw some pictures.

Pictures of all three of us, me and Felix and then Hyunjin and I.

We obviously looked happy and together, but something just didn't seem right about the whole thing.

I threw them back down on the desk and walked out of the room.

I then went to my own room, I sat down on my bed and let my crutches fall to the floor. I felt exhausted for some reason, I pulled my legs up on the bed and laid on my back looking up at the ceiling.

I honestly don't know why I would even be with him.

He's too tall, too skinny, and the long hair does not do it for me.

Ugh I don't fucking know anymore, I'm sure there's more to everything but for now it'll have to wait.