Rose who stays home and does house chores and cooks for Chanyeol when he comes home.
Chanyeol who gets stress over work and has a attitude every time he comes home.
On the weekends he's fine, but on work days? He's always angry and abusive towards h...
"You're acting all innocent the next day, when you're actually abusing me? Chanyeol, you're hurting me."
"How?"
"You threw me into the closet! Chanyeol I could tell you everything you've done to me, ever since we started living together."
"Well, I'm sorry? I don't remember anything I'm doing to you."
"It's probably because of yourself that's probably why you don't remember, I can't live with someone who's acting like this towards me everyday when they come home after work."
"Are you trying to say-"
"Yes, Chanyeol? We're getting a divorce, I'm sorry. If you never acted like this, we could've stayed longer."
"Fine! Leave then! Take your stuff, I never want to see you ever again!" Chanyeol screamed, pointing up the stairs.
Tears escaped my eyes more.
"I'm glad we're not going to be together anymore? If I stayed longer with you, I wouldn't be alive either. I'd rather be alive then living with you..."
My voice broke as I headed up the stairs.
I packed my things as I wiped my tears away.
After I finished packing my clothes, I headed down the stairs with my luggage.
"I'll be back within a week to come get the rest of my things, I guess we're going separate ways now..."
"I guess so? If that's what were doing now?" Chanyeol sniffed.
I grabbed my phone from my back pocket, dialing Jennie's number.
"Jennie, come pick me up." I cried.
"What's wrong?"
"Just come pick me up."
I hung up, waiting for the others to arrive.
A black car then approached me.
I ran towards Jennie, giving her a hug.
"Oh my god, I've never seen you cry this much?"
"Chanyeol and I aren't together anymore..." I sobbed.
"It'll be okay, Chanyeol never deserved you anyways."
Jennie and the others helped put my things into the car.
We finally drove off home.
Chanyeol's POV:
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I couldn't help, but to cry when she walked out the door with her clothes.
Our relationship had finally broke.
I was acting like a fool and now Rose left me.
I never noticed, until now.
I knew this relationship wasn't going to last either, I could've treated her better.
If we love again, I would treat her better like it's my last chance.
But knowing the fact, she'll never come back to me and I'll understand that.
I'll try my best to move on, knowing that I can never accomplish doing.
I'll miss her, but I'll always love her until the very end.
