HELLO!

Part 14: Shattered

I received another call from him.

"I don't want to hurt you anymore. I'm setting you free."

And my whole world came crushing down on me.

"How dare you! You told me that you love me and then now, you'll leave me hanging here?" I started sobbing.

"I still remember our first kiss, you told not to be afraid to jump and fall because you'll surely catch me..." I continued while tears flow from my cheeks.

"I'm tired of this. You clearly don't trust me...and it hurts me every time you accuse me that I am cheating, when in fact, I'm not. I'm getting tired of this circus."

"You don't really love me, do you?" I asked.

I am holding my breath while waiting for his answer, and my heart shattered into billions of pieces when I heard the tone. He just ended our conversation, just like how he ended our relationship.

It hurts...like hell. It hurts so much that I can almost feel the pain physically. I lay flat on my tummy and cried my heart out.

My biggest fear, the fear of losing my first love has now come. Our relationship barely lasted for three months, but it felt like a couple of years. How did we end up like this?

I tightly shut my eyes upon recalling my last question, 'You don't really love me, do you?'. An easy question, answerable by a yes or a no.

I don't even know how I am able to sleep through the pain that day. I woke up the following day, still feeling the pain in my heart. I turned my cellphone on, hoping to find a text, a missed call, message or anything from him, but there is none.

Was I too out of line for trying to save our relationship? I only wanted him for me. No, everything should not end this way. I'll beg him... I need him.

I don't even know how many times I've tried to reach his line... But he never answered, not even once. In fact, he turned his phone off.

I reached for something to drink. Nah, not beer, I want something hard, something that kicks in easily. I sneak inside the kitchen and reached for the first bottle that I saw in my dad's collection. I hid it inside my oversized shirt.

I read the label and it says that what I got was "Vodka" and true enough, it tastes like hand sanitizer. My mouth and throat was on fire in an instant after my first try.

After three more tries, I can feel my world spinning, the darkness of my room doesn't help my discomfort and I felt like I am falling in a pit of a darker world. I hold on to my bedside table but something fell from the table and hit me directly on my face.

"Ahhhhh!" I can feel a burning sensation on my face and even before someone could rescue me, I already fell from the pit and my world became black.
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Kim Minseok's POV

"Hey what's wrong hyung?" Kai asked.

"Hmmm? Nothing. Why?" I answered, trying my hardest to hide what I am feeling.

"Really? You're spacing out, and you're missing some of the steps. Do you need some help?"

"No, I guess I'm just a little tired. That's all." I said and smiled at him.

I was a mess the whole practice session. I kept on missing my lines, or my moves and I made a lot of mistakes. In the end, the practice was cut by 3 hours because of me.

I immediately took my phone and opened it only to be bombarded by hundreds of missed calls and messages from Y/N. I read some of the messages.

"I'm sorry... I just love you too much."