Chapter 22

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School started, I still suck at cooking, and I blew through all my money. I know Sehun knows because he told me to be careful with how much I spent when I was first given it but I didn't realize how much things cost. I'm used to going shopping and not necessarily worrying about how much I was spending. I literally have no money, zip, zero, nada, and there are two more weeks left until the end of the month. I also got money somehow taken out of my account for texting hyung's number and now I feel nervous about my situation.

I became a hobo.

Okay, just kidding, I didn't actually do that, but it felt like it.

I received another cook book which was titled "cooking for the poor" which made me roll my eyes so hard that I thought they'd roll back and get stuck. It also came with a few bags of ramen which I was greatly appreciative for.

Woohoo, your first month is over! How does it feel to finally be an adult? Harder than you thought, huh?;) uh oh! It looks like there's three hundred missing from this months pay! Maybe start looking for a job to help pay for those extra things you want? Love you.

"Now I have to get a job?!" I whine as I sit back then groan loudly.

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The next month more money was taken out, hyung still didn't show up, and there was a note that told me that I'm going to start paying rent soon. He stressed that I really need to get a job but I don't know how to get a job. So I asked a friend I made at school and he showed me what to do and how to make a resume which consisted of "hire me please I need money". Not really, but it screamed of that.

I found a little boba tea place that was hiring and after a bit of waiting I got the job and was more than excited. I wanted to celebrate my first real job and hoped that maybe hyung was bluffing when he said he moved out of our home. I need to see him and want to tell him all the things I've accomplished on my own so badly. I want to hug him and have him tell me how proud he is of me.

Yet when I got there I found my home looking abandoned and run down, like it's been empty for years and it broke my heart. I wanted I yell at him for letting this happen but he wasn't there. That's when I really felt empty.

It took me a while of me sitting on the porch, crying, with my back against the wall to pull myself together before driving back to my apartment. I kept my sunglasses on to hide my red eyes while I continued to try and keep myself from bawling. Maybe he'd see how sad I was, and maybe he'd be there waiting for me, making me food and would explain why he's being such as asshole. Maybe he'd bring me flowers, and cuddle with me, and tell me how much he missed me, because I miss him more than anything.

When got back to the apartment I found it empty which left me broken and crying on a day I should be happy and celebrating with my hyung. I was tired, tired of everything. Tired of being alone, tired of responsibilities, tired of hyung being an asshole, tired of crying, tried of trying, and tired of becoming so weak from crying that I have sit where I'm standing before I would fall.

After a while I decided to pull myself up, leave to my room, and allowed myself fall apart as I distanced further hyung than I already was.

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"Hey, baby. What are you doing sleeping?" I hear as my cheek is gently rubbed.

I'm more than startled seeing I've been living by myself for nearly three months and somehow leap up to ram my head into my headboard. Surprise and shock make my heart races and add pain on top of it all and that's me right now.

"Aw, sweet heart!" Hyung chuckles as he grabs me and sits me up while tears immediately begin spilling down my cheeks.

He sits next to me and I'm positive that if he wasn't already dead I would have killed him in the hug I gave him. I'm embarrassed at how ugly I'm crying which left me feeling shy as I try to talk to him but I couldn't. I was speechless and my head hurt really bad.

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