WOOT WOOT well that was a GREAT last chapter right? Hm I wonder how long you guys have waited for this chapter... not really long right? That last chapter seemed like the end lol
Enjoy this trash I like to call writing! Oh right, and P.S I'm really stupid so if I get anything wrong I am sorry
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Chanyeol looked at the phone in his hand, and he wanted to throw it against the wall or crack it with his own hands and slit Jongdae's throat with the bits.
It was all because of his stupid self, leaving his damn phone for a few moments before it was stolen by the troll: Kim Jongdae.
After all, that was how all this started, that was how he got tangled up in Dara's business, that was how all the lies left his mouth, that was what caused all the tears that Baekhyun shed.
He was angry, so, so angry. But he was also sad. He felt that the sadness would swallow him up like it had done to someone very important to him.
It choked him up, and although he felt like tears were going to surface, they never did. All that was left was the feeling of not being able to do anything, the helplessness, the sorrow, and the knife stabbing pain that throbbed with every one of his heartbeats.
Whenever he saw a glimpse of Baekhyun, he had trouble thinking straight. All that he thought about was of how things might've been different, and it hurt so much.
Earlier that day, he had gotten his phone back from Jongdae when he and Dara threatened to break his camera that they had acquired with quite some difficulty.
So in the end, Dara got 200$ and Chanyeol got his phone back, without even going through the whole bet.
He would've considered this a win, but with the way Jongdae completely ruined everything, getting his phone back wasn't even worth the other shit that happened.
It was the morning of Thursday, and Chanyeol sighed because it was the last day before weekends (they had Friday off). He pulled open his locker and just as it opened, his phone began ringing.
He pulled it out of his pocket and the moment he picked it up, he heard his mom's frantic voice.
"Chanyeol, she needs you."
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He jumped off the bus and ran into the hospital with heavy steps, panting once he was finally inside.
The nurses recognized him and let him go to the room he's visited more than a dozen times, and before he got into the room, he met with a doctor.
"Chanyeol, this might be the last time that she wakes up..." He explained and Chanyeol nodded, already feeling that terrorizing dread in his stomach. "She might just stay in an unconscious state for another week before she passes on..."
Earlier, Chanyeol had requested that the doctor just told him flat out everything, the facts, and not just beating around the bush.
It just made everything easier.
Chanyeol nodded once more, willing himself not to break down. Not yet. He entered the room and spotted her lying on the bed, feeling his heart stutter.
She was diagnosed with brain cancer months ago, and nothing's been the same. The tumor began to get worse and worse each month that passed, and Chanyeol had once told Junmyeon about this in that classroom. He had cried a lot that day, because the doctors had told him that there wasn't that long of a time left before she would be gone. That day had gotten even worse when everyone had pressured him to tell them what was wrong, but that was the thing, he didn't want them to know. What happened after, with him telling Baekhyun that he had cheated on Dara, was probably what shot straight on the mark of Chanyeol's heart, and he had felt so terrible that day that he didn't even want to breathe anymore.
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