Chapter 15

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Your POV

For the next week, I don't hear from Chanyeol. As revenge, I don't try to contact him. Which is kind of pointless since it seems like he's with someone else. I have begun to work again, trying to keep my mind off of everything. 


It has been a month since Chanyeol left. My chest hurts every now and then if I think about him too much. I try not to get on the internet too much, not wanting to see him with someone else. 


I get home from working and collapse on my bed. I was working from 9-9. A full 12 hour day, which is mentally exhausting when trying to help people in this town. I am finally able to close my eyes when I hear my phone ring. I pick it up seeing an unknown number. 


Curious, I pick it up. "Hello?"


"(Y/n), It's so good to hear your voice. How have you been?"


It's Chanyeol. I've been waiting for this day to come, when he would call and I would confront him. Scream at him for betraying me. But now that this day has come, I don't want to yell at him. 


"Okay." I say blankly. My mind is racing of what I should say. If I should tell him how it is. 


"Good. Have you been eating well?" He chuckles casually. 


"Who's phone is this?" I change the subject. 


"Mine was taken away, so I'm using Beakhyun's." he explains. 


"Oh." I say simply. 


"Listen, (y/n), if you've seen what's been going on--I know you've seen, it's kind of anywhere--I just wanted to explain-" 


I cut him off, not wanting to hear painful rejection, "No, I get it." 


"You do?" He sounds surprised. 


"You know, if you want to date someone like you, that's fine. It just would've been nice if you wouldn't have ruined mine in the process." 


"But-" 


"Please stop Chanyeol. Thank you for showing me what a taste of love is like, but if this is how it ends in love...I don't want a part of it. Goodbye." I hang up the phone quickly. Right after I place a hand on my chest, realizing what I've just done. 


Chanyeol's POV

I hear the other side of the line go dead, but keep the phone at my ear, hoping she didn't actually hang up. 


"Chanyeol? Are you okay?" Baekhyun asks from beside me. We are sitting on my hotel bed, Baekhyun squeezing a pillow in his arms.


"She hung up." I state. 


His eyes widen and he takes the phone out of my hand, examining the disconnected screen. 

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