"The other woman"

Hate you.

Time: 3:05 am 

Sakura is sitting in the living room waiting for her boyfriend to come home after he said he'd be back,4 hours ago. Finally Sakura hears the key hit the fob and hyunjin silently cursing after dropping his key. finally he opens the apartment door, he kicks off his shoes and walks towards the dark lit living room only to find Sakura on the couch looking upset for him being this late. 𝙎𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙖: Hyun,why the hell are you so late. you told me you would  be home soon and that was four hours ago. its three in the fucking morning. 𝙃𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙣: Look,I'm so sorry I know I told you I'd be home but things came up just chill out for a bit. Sakura stares at him as if he just said the most outrageous thing known to man (which he did)  𝙎𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙖: You want me to chill? Hyunjin the last time I got a call or  a message from you was four fucking hours ago. if something came up you should've called me instead of making me wait here impatiently hoping your ass is okay.  𝙃𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙣: Babe, its not that serious I'm home now aren't I? You need to chill the fuck out. you're always so clingy. its fucking annoying.  Sakura goes completely silent feeling hurt at Hyunjin's words but attempts to brush it off. while she's staring  at hyunjin she looks at his neck where a hickey lies,a hickey she didn't put there. her and Hyunjin haven't had any physical contact because of all the fights they've been having.  She looks away from him slowly before turning fully back to the tv she was watching before he came home  𝙎𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙖: Just go.  Hyunjin looks at her in utter confusion but listens to her and walks upstairs leaving his backpack on the chair and going to take a shower. Sakura grabs Hyunjins phone from out of his backpack and doesn't even get a chance to open it before a notification from Leana pops up that reads ''You sure she won't find out?'' Sakura's heart shatters, her boyfriend of five years,the man she trusted with anything and everything was cheating on her with his hairstylist that has been helping him for only 8 months. She sits on the floor and just stares into the abyss thinking about all the times he's left for "work" And didn't come home until the next day. or hours after with his clothes messed up,the way he reeked of cheap women's perfume and alcohol. It all just stuck together like glue. he's been cheating on her for God knows how long.