"H-how..." I trail off, my legs turning to jelly as I collapse against the brick building beside me. Then it hit me. Manager Lee had given the flash drive to Jun to take to the editing team. "It was you?"
"I told you not to mess with me, Yuki. Opportunities always come up just when I want to make your life a living hell even more," he replies, taking out his phone only to chuckle at the video. "Have you looked at these comments? My my, I wouldn't if I were you. They're pretty brutal."
"Jun, what have I done to you!" I snap, hugging my trembling self while he ticks away the one thing that very well may ruin my career. "Don't tell anyone about the pregnancy...please..."
"Don't think I pulled you in here to help you, Yuki," he scoffs. He suddenly smirks as a pleasant thought comes to that deranged mind of his. "Yoora was in the bathroom where you threw away the test. She tells me all about you and your lover. Which by the way, does he know?" He then asks, taking a few steps closer to me while I try to control my breathing all over again.
I don't answer him, only, in the end, giving him that very answer. He gasps dramatically at the realization. "My god, are you gonna get rid of it then?"
"I'll try to," I grunt, shooting that sly expression of his a burning glare. "Why do I even bother talking to you. You're always just out to get me for no god damn reason."
"Oh, is that right?" He scoffs. All of a sudden, he grabs me by the arm and pulls me towards him. From there, I'm slammed against the wall and grabbed by the neck. "You're such a spoiled slut, Yuki. You've always just been about pleasing men with that fucking worthless body you have now," he spits angrily at me as I try to breathe while I could.
He glances down at my abdomen where he traces circles where the embryo currently lived until it would grow into a child. However, I planned to stop it while I could. I just had to find the money, by convincing Taemin, to take care of it.
I shivered at his touched, wishing he could stop but I didn't want him to snap my neck either. I wasn't sure how much revenge he wanted from me, but I didn't want to find out that way.
"Such a shame. Then again, whoever the fuck it is would end up just like you: always stealing the spotlight and being the selfish bitch you are."
I'm suddenly pushed to the ground before he walks away to rejoin society. I pull myself up, my breathing uneven and my head feeling lighter than usual. I too stumble back onto the sidewalk only to realize a familiar person dining in the restaurant across the street from me.
I take the time to quickly walk amongst others to the other side of the sidewalk where I confirmed the presence of Taemin and...a girl. I stand beside a bench, out of people's way while having a clear view of him.
I watch as the two talked and even laughed here and there. I didn't let it hurt me too much. There wasn't much activity going on until he reached in his pocket and pulled out a box. I see her gasp at the box that would be the perfect size for a ring.
"What's going on?" I ask myself as she opens it and examines the jeweled band. I turn away, unable to take the sight anymore. "Has he been seeing another girl this whole time? But...how and why?"
It wasn't even 10 minutes until the doors of the restaurant opened and they walked out. I hear him thank her before they part ways. That was where I marched over to him, completely taking him by surprise.
"Yuki? What're you doing here? I thought you were at the house still," he says, scanning my figure to find smudges of dirt and even a red mark on my neck where Jun had held me. "Good god, come to the car. Hurry," he urges, carefully taking my arm and helping me into the awaiting vehicle assigned to him.
Climbing in, he immediately showers me in questions. As he examined small injuries like my scrapped elbow and bruising neck, I knew I couldn't keep it in any longer.
"Taemin..." I say, his medical care coming to a pause. Tears swell in my eyes as I open my mouth in an attempt to just spit it out. It took a few tries but I ended up murmuring, "I'm pregnant," eventually.
His eyes got big and it was if his breathing stopped as well. They whole world seemed to stop turning for a brief second. "W-what?" He breathes, my arms hug my stomach shamefully as I repeat it.
"Don't tell me your reaction...because I've already decided to get rid of it," I say, his once happily surprised expression dropping. 'I was afraid this would happen.'
"W-what? Yuki, you can't just...do that to me," he stammers, my head drawing back in surprise. He was making it sound as if he was the one carrying the child.
"Do that to you? Taemin, I can't fucking keep it and you know that," I snap, pulling my hands away from him. I felt frustrated. I had almost predicted this outcome and yet I was still shocked.
"You can't get rid of it. We have to raise..."
"I," I cut him off, "I would have to raise it cause you'll be so fucking busy from now on!" I remark, my head pounding harshly, only making me more upset.
He opens his mouth as if to speak but nothing comes out. "You can't expect me to give up everything I've worked for just for a child I don't even want."
That statement eternally broke him a bit. His light grew dim, for he clearly misinterpreted my words. "W-you don't want the child to be mine?" He asks in a soft, broken tone.
I scoff at his words and over the discussion we had already talked about while in Tokyo. "Taemin, of course I want it to be yours...but it can't be now and you have to understand that."
"I won't allow it," he interrupts, his gaze fixed away from me on the floor of the limousine. "You can't kill something we've brought to life, Yuki."
I could almost scream at him but I knew it wouldn't do any good. He has chosen to look away from a women's point of view as well as my own in general. And because of that, I let myself out of the car when we reached the next stoplight.
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Strangers ~ A Taemin Fic
FanfictionPART TWO IS OUT NOW ~ Black Rose (A Taemin Fanfic) Tanaka Yuki is a background dancer for the infamous vocalist from Shinee, now performing solo, Taemin. Her trainee years haunt her every movement but she always tends to succeed above all. In fact...