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I wont hurt you again mark got7

(N/a this is the second part to you hurt me again)
The damage is done the healing process is taking place but the wounds you left won't be cleared easily. Will time heal scars that you left? Or is this my imagination that you have changed into a so called good guy.

It's been a year since I last spoken to Mark after what he has done to me I couldn't be fixed. Jr even tried to make me feel better but all he got was nothing but a blank stare from me. Day by day I looked at myself thinking how pathetic I am crying over a guy who wasn't meant to be loved. I had managed to get back on my feet I wanted to do something right and that made me feel like I was something I went into nursing and decided to heal someone else's wounds instead of mine.
It was a typical summers day so I thought about walking to the hospital. To think a year ago I was sitting around crying now I'm actually happy and living my life.
"(Y/n)!" someone called to me.
I looked around to find my past has caught up to me it was him... Mark.

Marks prov
It took me a year to finally realise I was the problem it wasn't (y/n) but me. I was so wrong for leaving her like that her red puffy eyes from that night haunt me until this day. I didn't know what came over me what made me snap? I was still looking for the answer to my question. All the girls that I was with before never compared to (y/n). Since that day jr refuses to talk to him he ant even say hi too me after what I did. Even on shows people sense the tension but they don't know what caused such a drift between us. As I walked the streets of Seoul I spotted (y/n) I smiled as she wore her nurses uniform. I knew she would keep her big heart.
"(Y/n)!" I called without thinking.
As she looked at me her face turned into a face of horror and shock. I want her back in my arms.

Your prov
It's him standing there calling me in fact no one called me. I quickened my pace to only hear running footsteps behind me. I don't want him I don't need him don't stop running was all I could thing about. A gentle had locked on my wrist which made me spin around. For the fist time in a year I was finally locking eyes with him the brown ones that drove me to the point of insanity.
"Get of me" I tried pulling me away.
"Please listen to me" I pleaded.
"Listen you're funny all I did was listen to you and it put me into a black hole for a year" I gave a fake laugh.
"You don't understand I hate myself" he let go to only be met with his red eyes.
"You hate yourself wow that's a first" I put my hands on my hip.
"Every night your red puffy eyes haunt me everyday I get up I look next to me to find no one there was times I wish God wouldn't let me wake up because of all the things I'd done to you" he held my hands.
"You left me with nothing but a scar that no other man could heal because I was so scared that every man would turn out like you" I cried at that moment he pulled me into his chest.
"All those girls before they never compared to you I found fame and I wanted that lifestyle but it came with consequences the consequence was hurting you" I placed a kiss on my forehead.
"Did you mean it before when you told me you never left love for me" I looked up to his face.
"It wasn't I wasn't myself I did love you all the times you would wake up early to greet me at the airport everyday I cherished that face but I took that away from myself when I decided to say those things" a tear left his eye.
"I can admit I hate you for everything you done but I guess looking at you now makes me realise you do hate yourself for everything I guess you changed" I smiled at him.
"Is this my second chance at love" he grinned.
"The second and last chance" I kissed his lips.
"I missed you so much I swear I will make you trust me again whatever it takes" he held me tight.
"Never create a new scar" I whispered too him.