"What do you want from me?" I began getting fired up.
"Well, you said you'd be mine as long as I reveal who I am...and this is who I am! The one and only, Byun Baekhyun."
"And who's the other guy?"
Just then, the guy that came in earlier—the one I was asking about—came in.
"S-sorry, Haru...I really didn't wanna do this...but..." He pulled down his mask. "I'm Chanyeol..."
I gasped. Did my own best friend betray me?!
"H-how could you?!" I cried out.
"I didn't have a choice! I'm sorry, Haru," his head fell on my lap and felt his hot tears. "I'm sorry...he threatened me..."
I sighed.
"How could you Baekhyun? I trusted you," I spat. "And I'm already engag—WAIT WHERE'S MY RING?!" I began hyperventilating when I couldn't feel the familiar diamond and iron on my fourth finger anymore.
"Here, Princess," Baekhyun held up a tiny ring that twinkled under the dim light.
"C-can I please have it back...?" I pleaded, hoping to get a yes when I knew for sure, my answer would be a—
"No."
He threw the ring into a fire pit. My eyes brimmed with tears.
"Please...it's really important to me..." I begged.
"And how important was I to you? Was I just a stupid rebound? I don't like being used, Haru! I really loved you, and I'm having second thoughts to if those hugs and kisses were ever real..." His voice cracked at the end.
I bit my lip, feeling guilty because everything was true.
"I'm sorry Baekhyun...yes, I used you as a rebound. And...I do love you...just as a friend..." I licked my chapped lips.
"Why?" He held my hands weakly. "Why did you do this to me? I really really love you! But you left me for," he bit his lip. "Him," he scowled.
"Please don't hurt him," I pleaded. "I'll do anything...just don't hurt him..."
"I knew you'd say that, Princess," he smirked. "As long as you be mine, I will not harm him—"
"OR HIS FRIENDS AND RELATIVES!" I added quickly.
"Right...I will not harm him, his friends, nor relatives, for as long as I live..." He chuckled. "Haha, scratch that, I just wanted to say 'for as long as I live' it sounds cool. I mean, for as long as you're here with me."
"Okay, yeah that's just creepy, and makes me want to hurl, so please do not talk like that again."
He rolled his eyes. "Whatever suits you."
"So are you gonna untie me?" I asked impatiently.
"How am I gonna know you're not gonna run away?"
I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "You really think I'd run away after you just threatened me saying that you'd possibly kill my boyfriend if I left you?"
"It's ex boyfriend."
"Is that all you have to say after that sentence?!"
"Fine. You have a point, I guess," he shrugged his shoulders. "Chanyeol, release her and while you're at it, fetch her phone so she can dump the wimp over text. And supervise her so you'll know she isn't up to anything, wait no. Tell Cassandra and Michelle to supervise her," Baekhyun smirked.
"You monster!" I screeched.
"You can call me monster~"
"THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO SING OF OUR AMAZING—might I add, catchy—SONGS!" Chanyeol shouted, infuriated.
