NCT LOVE STORY: NOT-so CRAZY TANGLED LOVE STORY || YuTae

:: 25 :: Because of You

YUTA'S POV

I stopped the car before the Eastern Bridge. "You can drive on your own," I said.  The skies darker than before.

I helped him after almost falling at the market as his previous co-worker. That's all.

"Why can't I remember anything at all? So that's why you hate me," he said, spacing out. He looks just straight ahead of us.

"There's so much more you can't remember. And I hate you even more because of that." I don't understand everything from 13 years ago but I know enough to blame him.

"I remembered a face earlier, a woman's face while she's crying in front of me. She's in grief but I don't even know if that woman is my mother or yours. I don't even clearly remember who's who." am I seeing it right? His eyes are glowing as if in any second, tears might fall.

Maybe his pain is deeper than mine. Maybe his temporary memory loss hurts more than mine. Maybe his sadness was incomparable with mine.

Maybe...

But that doesn't mean I'll surrender. That doesn't mean I'll go back the way I was. 

"Now, I understand why you were so distant after the trip. This must've hunted you in the game." No, Taeyong. The one in the game is much worse than what you have found out. In the game, my mother was killed because of you while my father was jailed. If only he would know that.

But he won't. I won't tell him 'coz the game might be lying. It was just a game after all.

All that my memory could recall is the fight between my parents this one night while I cry watching them.

Then the gunshot whose fault was placed on my father.

The real reason? I don't know. That's why my anger in Taeyong grew more.

I want him to remember the truth for me.

Our lives have been tangled since then and nothing could change it except for the truth.

Well, that's what I started to believe at the moment I found out that it's him. Out of all the LEE in the world, it's him.

"I bet the game was nice to you," I said with a sarcastic chuckle. I've changed. I learned sarcasm really quick.

"You were right after all..." he said then finally looks at me. "I ruined your family and it's your right to hate me. I'm sorry..." he said with sadness that almost pierced through me. Well, I can't let it. I must not.

I removed my seat-belt. "I hate you and I really want to see you like this, suffering. Thank you for making me witness this." I said with a smirk then reach out for an envelope in my pocket. I handed it to him. "Hope you'll remember it quickly then disappear from my sight," After saying that, I went out of his car and called a taxi, leaving him there on his own.