With pain stitching through her heart the girl's eyes became watery. Sadness wasn't an appropriate definition of what's going on in her mind, heart, body. Anger had been controlling her existence, that's the way you threw your phone on top of the bed.
Seventy dollars seemed to have gotten debited from your bank account, for sure having your fiance as criminal. You could have bet on him spending money again, it had become an usual gesture already. Why it made you upset? Because your life wasn't going too well anyways. Grandpa was at hospital, parents and family slowly getting broke, constant fights in your relationship. Grandpa's attendance at the hospital equaled bills to pay what equaled the rest of the family to become poorer. Being the highly kind human being you had always been, you sent them money every month. 100$ was your current sum to live by for 30 days. Not a funny time at all. And the best point was that you were living thousands of miles away.
Yeosang logically had his own bank account, his own money to spend. But though, he wasn't rid of some debts. Around 400$ was the number he had to pay back to the bank. What didn't seem much was actually a trip to hell. Slowly but surely you were managing to handle that but still was some money left to return.
Your fiancé and you didn't live together, the situation hadn't built yet. Although both of you had their own finances to cope with, Yeosang constantly spent money for you. A nice act but you felt guilty every single time. And had you told your boy about your financial crisis? Nope. He had no clue what's going on.
[9;57pm]
The cracking sound of the opening door resounded in the apartment. Yeosang had decided to come over after work, happened quite often. With a reddened face you got up and walked towards him. The smile he was wearing would always made you weak but not even that worked that time. As he was trying to embrace you in his arms you stepped aside to keep a distance. Yeosang's facial expression turned confused, sad and disappointed in the blink of an eye.
"Why did you spend money again?!", You couldn't but shout out this sentence.
"What did I-"
"No, Yeosang, you messed up again! You can't always spend money on such useless things!"
Yeosang was overwhelmed af, totally relatable. As he saw your bubbly face and tears streaming down your cheeks he got even weaker than before, he didn't know why you were like that. Though, while you continued screaming at him he tried to get some ideas on what was going on.
"Get out of my apartment or I do!", Your deepest inner managed to make you shout. His looks wandered over to you, suddenly completely focused. This one sentence ripped him out of his thoughts right back into the current moment. His heart teared apart when you pointed at the door, wanting him to go so dearly.
"Which part of 'get out of here' can't you understand?!", You continued after he hadn't left within a few seconds.
Yeosang's mind finally reacted in the right way, finally he realized he shouldn't let you treat him like this all of a sudden "Y/N, What the heck is wrong with you right now?! What did I do?!"
"You spent money AGAIN! I've already told you we have to save up money several times! And you still don't listen to me! Stop spending money on such unnecessary things! Nobody needs them!"
"You don't even know what I've bought! Why can't you just appreciate my efforts once?!"
"I don't even want to know what you've bought! I know it's nothing we could need or any of us would like in any way!"
That hit him hard. The two of you had never had such a big fight before, this one escalated quickly. Yeosang hadn't done wrong anything actually. Usually you would have welcomed him at yours with a dinner stuffed with love and effort but this time he came home to a screaming, angry, crying Y/n.
