You Chose Her

Chapter 42: New couple

Yerin's POV:

"Don't Yennie, you'll see that Tae will learn the mistake he made in choosing her over you. You're such a perfect match for each other." Yuju said to me.

I just laid on Eunha's lap and zoned everything out. I couldn't hear anything but the cries and screams erupting from the cracks of my broken heart.

The screams begging, 'NO!! PLEASE!! COME BACK TO ME!! LOVE ME!!! WHY AREN'T I GOOD ENOUGH?!! HOW CAN I BE GOOD ENOUGH!!! PLEASE!! TELL ME!!'

The pain and agony... went deeper than I could ever imagine.

"Unnie?? UNNIE!!!" Eunha yelled, snapping me back into reality.

"Hmm??" I asked.

"Are you okay??" Mochi asked, "You seem out of it. I know you just went through a breakup but... you look..."

"Broken." Hobi finished as he caressed my head.

I sighed, "I am... all I want to do right now is cry... and scream... and let it all out... because..." I tried to gasp for the air that struggled to enter, "It's killing me inside."

"Do you want to be alone??" Yuju asked.

I nodded my head. They all nodded back and I got up. I walked over to my room and saw the teddy bear and the flowers.

Anger fueled my body, I ran towards it threw it across the room. Yelling... screaming the cries I felt like yelling back at the cafe. I threw the flowers across the room, causing them to crash against my mirror and break. Tears racing down my cheeks. I grabbed random things that were around my room and began to throw them.

When I felt like I couldn't throw anymore... when I could no longer hold in my heartache... I threw myself to the ground... into a disheveled heap as my grief poured out in a flood of uncontrollable tears.

I cried and cried... snuggling up to the corners of my bed. My sobs rang throughout my room. Gut-wrenching sobs... tearing through my chest. Echoing the pain and sorrow erupting from my chest.

"Why??!! Why wasn't I good enough?!! Why is it always her?!"

I sobbed and punched my bed. "Why is it always SinB?!! WHAT'S SO SPECIAL ABOUT HER THAT MAKES HIM WANT TO LOVE HER MORE?!!"

I was sobbing when something caught my eye. Among the pile of dead roses, there was one that stood out. A healthy one...

I crawled over to it and grabbed it. I touched and tried to take a sniff of it and it had no scent.

I crawled back to my spot and sat there admiring the rose as my tears fell.

~~~ Flashback ~~~

"Oppa... they're beautiful!!"

"They remind me of you."

"How many roses are there??"

"100."

"Why so many??"

"Because each one of them represents our love. These roses equal the number of days we've been together... the number of days I've loved you."

~~~ End of flashback ~~~

"The number of days I've loved you..." I admired the rose.

Is this a sign of hope??

Well, I don't want to hope...

Universe... please don't ask me to hope. Hope leads to hurting and I don't want to hurt anymore...