Here I am coming home from work by walking through the night in the streets of Seoul. Carrying my hand bag, I rummaged inside trying to find my phone.
"Where is it?" I whispered to myself when suddenly I got it. I opened the phone looking at the date when suddenly I realized that tomorrow is the day.
The day when he left me hanging and broken.
I sighed as I remembered once again the pain that I felt that time, I try to shake it off but I can't. I wanted to forget it but the pain is still there.
Still thinking about wanting to erase all these hurting feelings kept inside, I didn't realize that I'm already in front of my house.
I removed my shoes and went inside. I did not bother to eat anymore because I lost all my appetite thinking of him.
I went to my room and to the bathroom wanting to wash up. When I finished washing my face. I unconsciously stared at myself in the mirror and suddenly asked.
"Will I be able to love again"
I walked out of the bathroom after asking myself that silly question. Some of you might ask why is that question silly. Well I have Philophobia.
I'm scared of loving someone again.
And that is because of him.
I scroll through my phone and searched for my psychologist's number. And for the record she is also my bestest friend.
I pressed the call button waiting for her to answer. She answered it immediately and it seems like she knows that somethings wrong.
"Hey, L.A what's wrong?" She asked.
"W-well you know tomorrow" I stuttered.
"Oh ok, meet me tomorrow at my clinic, we will go somewhere fun ok? Try your best not to think of you know who"
I felt tears rushing down my cheeks as I remember the time when he always asked me to go out on a date.
"Babe, let's go on a date pleaseee" he said as he pouted cutely in front of me.
"Stop the pouty face! You know I can't resist that right" I told him while laughing.
"Then let's gooooo!!!" He shouted as he grabbed my hand and went to his car.
I was a sobbing mess and now I regret crying so hard since I cannot breath.
"A-andee I c-cannot b-breath...." I said while trying hard to inhale some air.
"Hey L.A! Wait for me I'll be there in 5! Use your inhaler for now!" Then she hanged up.
I stood up from my bed and rummaged through the cabinet to find my inhaler. But I cannot find it.
When suddenly my sight started to become blur and I grabbed something from my table and hugged it.
Then I black out.
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Philophobia (MINGYU FF)
Fanfiction"𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧" I loved someone so much that when he hurted me, I become scared of falling in love...