I Don't Care (Lee Soohyuk FF)

Chapter 18: Love Him Less

I woke up the same time I always wake up, 5 am... for what you ask?

Well... I always wake up at 5 am because I cook breakfast for Soohyuk.

But UGHHH!!! With what happened yesterday, I can't both let him see my face and as I told you guys yesterday... "I have to get over him."

Yes, I have now realized that this is the time to start forgetting him slowly since we'll end up divorced anyway.

I sighed as I slid my phone into silent mode and just laid down my bed, looking at the ceiling.

I bit my lip, feeling some tears piling up my eyes. "Ugh! What's wrong with me?!" I asked myself, my voice trebling. I wiped the tears off my eyes with my blanket, sniffing. "It's so early in the morning, why am I even crying? I'm crying for nothing really." 

I feel bad... really bad for not making breakfast for Soohyuk.

Waking up like this with the scene yesterday on my head, just makes my feelings to be mixed.

This is the first time I'm so messed up. Love, hate, anger, sadness, pity... you name it. I can feel everything inside me.

Getting frustrated with everything, I slapped my own cheek and took a pillow to cover my face entirely and scream until I have no more voice to let out.

"I hate you!"

"I love you!"

"I hate that I love you!"

"Crap this!"

Complaining and singing my heart out, I didn't realize that I went back to doze off.

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I woke up by the sound of a heavy door slammed somewhere.

*BAM!*

"HUNIE!!!" I screamed due to shock waking me up totally, hearing the loud and heart aching sound.

My heart immediately palpitated and I took my emergency paper bag at my bed side table. Breathing in and out, I heard footsteps down the stairs.

I furrowed my brows. "Hmm?" Why is he up this early?

I continued breathing in and out and took out my phone and looked at the time. "CHOCOLATE CHIPS SOOHYUK'S BREAKFAST!"

I dozed off... I DOZED OFF AND WOKE UP LATE... UGHHH!!!

Jumping off my bed, I ran my way downstairs only to see Soohyuk at our door putting on his shoes.

I froze just as soon as I stepped on the last stair of our staircase. I saw him slipping in his foor, bent down.

I swallowed a lump on my throat, probably out of my mind.

I shouldn't be this panicked since I SHOULD NOT CARE FOR HIM ANYMORE.

My eyes widen and I decided not to speak to him, rather I just cleared my throat and pretend that I'm just passing by.