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

:: 30.2 :: The Confrontation

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TAEYONG'S POV

We just stayed in the car, neither one of us has the strength to leave. I stared at the hospital building. It's a miracle we even managed to get out of there. Yuta even managed to get me out of there despite feeling awful himself.

I remembered everything. Everything that night and those moments that was so painful to bear. Yuta's grandmother is right. It was because of me. My family. That his life is-

"My Mom was always like that. I don't understand business things back then but I know, we are no longer the rich Nakamoto people think we were. And now that I look back to it, I understood. For my mother... for her... Money is everything." Yuta said, his head rested on the headrest. I want to comfort him but I don't have the guts to. Especially that I'm still at fault for what happened to her.

I didn't say a thing. So, he continued.

"Honestly, I didn't forget you. I still remember that boy, Kitty, who was so fierce yet sweet." He made a faint smile. "I just didn't recognized you earlier because I kept on thinking that there's so many LEEs in the world. It can't be you. But... *Sad laugh* it was really you."

Finally... I managed to speak. Looking at him, apologetic, I said "Your Mom. I'm sorry for..."

"Won't you make it clear? You remembered everything, right? I don't. My memory went as far as being strangled by my own Mom. After that? I don't know. Honestly, all I wanted to know was where is she. I don't know if it's curiosity or not, but I don't intend to live with her. I'm a useless son, can't even help his mother. I don't hold a grudge but I also can't say I love her." He looked at me with seriousness and it pains me to see that.

I took a deep breath then told him everything. From meeting his father until his last words.

After hearing everything, he fell silent. Just looking outside his windows and into the building. "Yuta, I'm sorry... Your mom... She might be like this because of me-"

"No, Taeyong." He turned to me. His eyes both filled with happiness and sadness. Yuta... "Do you know what my father told me before he died?" He paused for a few seconds. "He told me not to blame the cat."  He chuckled a bit. "Didn't understand it at first but now? I understood."

It's disturbing. Yuta doesn't blame me nor shout at me. I can't understand what he is thinking. I'm scared that he might just disappear...