"I can't believe you!"

Baekhyun is standing in front of me. Pain is written all over his face. I ignore it. Because I'm in pain too.

I smack him with my purse. He doesn't stop me.

Why isn't he stopping me?

Tears flowing down my face. I'm a mess but I don't care. I stop. I stand there, head down, crying.

"Yeonhwa."

"Don't."

He tries to touch me and I pull away. The pain growing on his face.

"Don't touch me you dirty, lying, piece of sh- ARGH!"

I stare at his face, my anger is slow to disappear.

"We're done."

I turn and start walking home.

Stop me. Tell me how much you love me.

I keep going but he shows no sign of stopping me. My tears fall harder than before. My pride won't let me look back. I keep walking.

~*~

I open my eyes.

That dream again.

I rest my arm on my eyes. I lie on my bed thinking and rethinking. Would things have changed if I kept my temper? Maybe. Maybe not. Would things have changed if he stopped me? Probably.

Thoughts are swimming in my head. I don't want to get up.

Let me die here. 

I actually wouldn't mind dying. Pretending like everything is going well is so over-rated. I'm just going to lie here and wallow in my misery. If I die like this, I'm fine. If I don't. Well, I don't. Whatever.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

Someone's at the door. 

I look at the ceiling. 

Wait.

I sit up with a shock.

Someone's at the door.

No one ever comes over. I hide under my covers.

Why's someone at the door? Do I owe someone money? No. I only owe Melissa money and she said it's ok if I take time repaying her. Then who's at the door? Is it the grim reaper? Oh. If it's the grim reaper, I hope he's as good looking as Lee Dongwook was in Goblin. Hehe.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

The knocking continues.

I pull th