You slipped on your black converse and tied your hair into a messy ponytail. You were only wearing a simple white tee and black shorts, but nonetheless, you still looked pretty.
You were getting ready to go over to Chanyeol's house right now as you have not seen him for a long time. "I'm busy. " was always his excuse, but you already missed him too much, leading you to his house without his knowing.
You and Chanyeol have been dating for a year and a half now. Sure, the both of you had your ups and downs, but you loved him too much too break up with him.
‹ time skip
Soon, you arrived at your boyfriend's house.
"Why is his door ajar..? " You mumbled to yourself as you stepped cautiously into his house, wanting to give him a surpise.
But that was not what you expected.
Two silhouettes were cuddling on the couch as you went closer to take a look.
Your bestfriend, (y/f/n), was sat on Chanyeol's lap, thighs wrapped around his waist. Her hands were tangled in Chanyeol's hair, whereas his hands were snaking around her waist, pulling her closer in.
Yup.
They were kissing.
You would obviously be lying if you said you weren't hurt. Well, who wouldn't? Your best friend is kissing your boyfriend.
They didn't seem to notice your presence since they were too caught up in doing something else, so you slipped away and ran out from the house.
Your heart clenched and you were having mixed feelings. You don't know whether to be sad, angry, heartbroken, or what.
You bumped into people along the way, though not bothering to look up.
Groans of annoyance and frustration could be heard as you continued looking down at the ground.
Your buried your face in your hands, sniffing continuously on the walk home.
"Watch where you're going, stupid! "
Yes, you were so stupid. You were stupid enough to believe he even loved you. So this was what Chanyeol was busy doing all this while.
Having hot make-out sessions with your bestie.
You couldn't believe your best friend too. How could she do this to you?! She knew clearly that Chanyeol is taken by you.
Wait, no.
Chanyeol was taken by you.
Not long, after bumping into many other shoulders, you reached your house. You staggered in, crying. Tears were pouring continuously out from your eyes and you couldn't seem to stop them.
Your mother came running out, obviously shocked at your quick return and mood.
"(y/n)... What's wrong? Let it all out, I'm here for you, " she embraced you, rocking you back and forth.
"I-it's C-Chanyeol... That jerk ch-cheated on m-m-me, " your breathing became hitched as you continued sobbing onto your mother's shoulders.
You didn't know what went wrong. You tried to be the best girlfriend for him. But... This was how he repayed you. By being a cheater.
Your mother didn't say anything, but you knew that she was mad. Mad for breaking her daughter's heart.
« a few days later
After staying at home for a few days in order to avoid (y/f/n) and Chanyeol while your mother was busy searching for another school to transfer you in, you decided to stop running away from your problems. You had to make this break-up clear.
You stepped into school, soon greeted by bone-crashing hugs from your friends.
The joy didn't last for long though.
"(y-y/n), " Your breathing quickened. It was him, "Why haven't you been answering my calls and texts? Is it true that you're transferring? Did I do something wrong? I can change for you, what did I do? "
You couldn't take it anymore and before you even realised what you were doing, your palm flew to his face.
Hard.
Chanyeol held the red spot where you just slapped him, and looked at you in disbelief.
"Just shut up. Oh, so now what? The oh-so-busy man finally has time for me. I thought you were too busy making out with that bitch? Please, go away. We already broke up days ago when I caught you cheating. " You scoffed.
You were surprised you didn't stutter or anything. It came out smoother than you expected.
"S-since when did we break up. I didn't agree on it. Your mine and only mine. " He grabbed your wrist tightly, making you wince from the pain.
He didn't even bother to say sorry. By this time, students were already crowding around you and the bastard.
"I'm not an object. Let go, it hurts. "
He only held your wrist tighter.
You then snatched your wrist back from him as if he was a contagious disease and turned to face (y/f/n).
"Thanks for the memories. I thought you were my best friend. Good bye, I wish you and Chanyeol the best. " You glared. Once again, I was surprised I didn't stammer.
Your tears had already dried up by then, but I probably looked like a mess.
You wobbled clumsily out of the canteen. But, Chanyeol didn't even spare you a glance.
In fact, he broke you even more by embracing (y/f/n) who still stood shocked.
We broke up already. Time to move on once and for all.
Thanks to you, Park Chanyeol, I don't know who to trust anymore.
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