The Pretend Wife

Twenty seven.

taeyong grabbed his car keys as soon as he put down the phone. he had to get away. if he stayed in the house he was going to go crazy.

taeyong opened the front door and breathed in the crisp evening air. he was thankful for the shot of fresh air that filled his lungs. the pain in his heart was too much that it was suffocating him. he had a difficult time breathing and he took in short labored breaths as he rushed towards his car.

it was as if a huge rock had landed on his heart and the burden was too heavy to bear. he had never ever felt this way before and it felt like absolute torture.

if only he could rip out his heart and take it out of his body maybe all of the pain that he was feeling would go away.

taeyong sat on the driver's seat and banged the steering wheel in frustration. was this how jealousy felt like? if it was then he did not like it at all. it was eating up his entire being and he could not think straight. he had definitely never felt the feeling of jealousy until now. all through out his life he had never had a reason to be jealous of anything.

women came and went and usually it was him who dumped them first when the novelty had already worn off. he had never allowed himself to be close enough to anyone or develop an attachment to them.

taeyong struggled with his feelings as he turned on the engine and started driving away. he did not have a specific destination in mind. all he knew was that he had to leave. taeyong kept the windows rolled down and relished on the cool breeze that whipped through his hair. he had the urge to press down on the gas pedal but he knew that it would not be a wise decision given his current state.

taeyong had wanted to shout out in frustration. what was wrong with him? this was so unlike him at all. he had always been able to keep his cool and nothing could ruffle him at all. he could not believe that all it took was a single statement from his best friend to drive him over the edge.

"i met someone." jennie's voice lingered on his head and repeated itself over and over in his mind like a broken casette.

he couldn't understand why he was even jealous in the first place. jennie was his friend. ok, so she was a friend who he couldn't stop kissing but still, she was still a friend all the same. they had agreed to get married to fulfill his mother's condition but they also had an understanding that she could leave anytime she wanted to. jennie was not his possession. then why does he feel so possessive of her? why does he have the urge to break something just because another man had paid attention to her?

taeyong felt lost and he knew who could help him find his way back. he made a sharp turn and headed towards the lounge.

ten was playing a video game while yuta was listening to tunes in his ipod when taeyong entered the lounge, flinging the door open loudly.