Stay With Me ( EXO Chanyeol )

#Prologue

-Mid Night. 1am-

Messy. There's paper everywhere in the room, the small lamp is hanging up on my head. Uh, so many works to do.

Calm down, Seo Yeon. I said to myself. I walk to my bed and unlock my phone.

[ call ]*click

*BEEP, BEEP...* "Sorry, your phone is turned off..." Ha, I knew it.

I shut my phone and lie on the bad, I fall asleep

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"Mom!" "Is that you?" "Where is my dad?'

I'm confused, "Hey, mom. Em, why your phone is always turned off? I can't even chat with you. " "Mom, I haven't seen you for a long time! Why did you not come with my dad?" "Mom? Are you listening to me? Mom? Mom?"

I'm afraid.

MOM?

NO WAY. NO.

Where are you? Why are you not talking to me? Why I can't see anyone?

HELLOOOO????

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NOOOOO!

Ah! I open my eyes. It was a dream. Tears are on my face, I wipe them roughly. Nightmare comes every night when I fall asleep. I just realize that they are not with me anymore, they are gone. Forever.

Both of my parents died in a plane accident when they came to visit me in Vancouver. It was 2 years ago. I didn't even have the chance to see them once again. I cried and cried, tears come out so quickly that I can't control myself. I was in depression for the first entire month. I locked myself in the room....

Without light, without anything from outside.

Why did everything happen to me? Why everyone left me alone? Why?

I finally open the door, smashed it. I went outside.

ALL THE LIGHTS ARE UP. THE NIGHT IS COMING.

I sat on the road beside Starbucks. With no money, no hope.

"What are you doing here?" someone asked. I raised up my head. "nothing," I said. I don't want to talk to anyone right now. Not in this mood.

"You don't look very well... Is everything okay?" He keeps asking me. I didn't reply, just an annoying person. " Hey, I'm talking to you." he poked me, "don't sit on the ground! Go inside." "Please stop asking. It's none of your business. Go away." I turned my head away from his gaze.

.....silence.... He walks away.

I'm all alone again.

"Here, have a cup of coffee. Maybe it will let you feel better." He comes again. "Ah. Thanks.' I took the coffee from his hand. "So. What are you doing here?"