Torn // exo x reader

22; Just Yesterday

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Y/N opens her mouth to say something to the people around her, but can't think of anything to say to them.

Her condolences? Her apologies? Nothing forms right in her brain, so she just continues walking, looking down at the ground.

Her feet shuffle numbly against the ground, dragging dust and dirt but she doesn't care anymore.

If Baekhyun was here, he'd scold her for shuffling, and pick her up and carry her or something childish like that.

But he's not.

If he was here things would be a lot different, like there wouldn't be the stench of sadness hanging over people shuffling just as loudly as she is. There wouldn't be the cold air nipping at the side he usually clings to, her side looks so empty without him.

Chanyeol looks so empty without him.

The air is quiet, eerily quiet. There's just the sound of feet against the ground and shaky cries barely being held in.

If she had come out when they asked, if she told Baekhyun to stop, would things have been different?

She'll be the first person to tell people to forget about it, but she can't seem to take her own advice. 

"Y/N, are you okay?"

Her eyes fleet up to look at Yunho, and she laughs.

It tastes bitter in her mouth, making her want to gag on her forced laughter but she smiles at him.

"I'm fine."

"Are you really? You don't seem fine."

"I don't remember making you my psychologist, but thanks for your opinion."

Yunho sighs, giving up.

"Y/N, you don't need to be a bitch about it. We're all sad."

"E-Excuse me?"

She whips her head around quickly to look at Chanyeol, only being held back from stalking up to him by a concerned-sounding Sehun.

"Don't act like you've known him all your life."

"Don't act like I can't feel remorse! He was more to me than almost anyone! He cared more about me than you!"

"Y/N, quiet down please, all your yelling has given me a headache."

A different voice speaks up, turning everyone's heads away form her and towards Jinki standing across the room, Minho in tow.

The sight of him makes her so angry that hot tears pierce her eyes, and in pure anger, she wiggles out of Sehun's loose grip and stalks right up to Minho.

She lands two punches before she's pulled away, the grip too soft to be Sehun.

She's turned to face all her friends, and belatedly realizes Jinki grabbed her.

"Let go of me you rotten ba-"

A hand is placed over her mouth.

She bites at it constantly, but it doesn't budge.

"Now, if you'll excuse me,"

Nobody has moved.

Do they hate her that much that they'd let him take her just like that?

Maybe so.

If I were there, he wouldn't be standing.

Her eyes whip around, wide, but she sees nobody there.