Was this a sign? A sign for unhappiness in the future? The two that had cheered me on, were now in a cold and desolate place, their minds. It had been such a long time since I've heard their sympathetic and caring voices, it was cold their voices. As if they had lost something so special. No, as if they have taken something so special. Lives.

But they weren't murderers is what everyone had tried saying to them, but no one could understand the pain they had felt. The pain they had inflicted. 

I hadn't even dared to try to start up a conversation with either of them.

They needed their time to cope, to even try to fathom what they had done, I understtod this. It gave me time to reflect, to think on my actions and my actions to come. I was no longer the same Taemin, I needed to grow up. I needed to rid myself of the immaturity others and myself have grown so easily used to.

I was shrouded by the constant fear of something I could never be free from, and that idea all in itself frightened me.

Minzy avoided my calls, and perhaps I was glad she did so, or maybe I wasn't. I couldn't possibly determine what the hell I was thinking, everything was blurry and I was spiralling down in my own conscious self pity, it disgusted me. I was still clearly the old Taemin, wanting nothing but to cast away anything that was too challenging to me, I was weak. I hated to admit it, but it was the sheer truth set upon me and I chose to finally accept it.

I withheld my grip over my petty, childish fisque and made my way to the front of the door, I was here for her. Here for Krystal, as I should have been but always hadn't. This in no way meant that I was interested in her, she held no meaning other than the fact that she carried my child, even I knew how selfish that statement was. But there was no sense in lying or further deluding ourselves in some sort of pathetic wish that everything happened for a reason, a reason in which we welcomed. Because none of this was welcomed, and it never will be.

I could never imagine how we lived our lives a year ago; it was far too strange. To think we lived without worries or cares and now our lives seem to be filled with them.

It was all too demanding, and I just couldn't keep up with it. I sighed, complaining was what I seemed to do best.

And right now, that was only one of the things that annoyed me most about myself.

[A/N]

I'm back you guys! 

Yeah, hiatus is officially off. I'm changing the course of the story a bit and this only stands as a filler, seeing as it is so short in length. I'll be updating the rest of my stories shortly. I mainly put on this hiatus simply because I lost most of my interest in k-pop, which still stands. But I can't leave this stroy now, right? I'll complete my following stories, and only then will I decide to continue my stay here.

All my love! xx haha