AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter, may be heartbreaking. And, please listen to this while reading. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6M5QAOFu85c )

NARRATOR

The sky was getting darker, and the moon started to reveal itself bit by bit. It’s as if the city lights of Seoul are taking over the night, giving life to the still busy and hyped city.

Thoughts wavered back and forth inside your unsteady mind. It was like a scale, balancing fear and love. What’s worst?

Your heart joins the party by beating like hell.

“Young Miss, are we going to pass by the condo unit?” The assigned driver woke you up from your little own world.

“I… just, just go straight to the airport.” You hesitated, your lips quivering with emotions. Emotions you try to suppress so hard, but fail you.

*Just for a while. I’m going back, Baekhyun Oppa. I’m sorry. I just need this time, for myself.* The view on the car’s tinted windows blurred, as if going on with the pang of pain in your heart.

Meanwhile, Baekhyun was already pacing back and forth on the living room’s open space. He was pinching the bridge of his nose in worry.

“Sh*t.” He cursed, feeling the worry eating him whole. Xiumin slammed his bowl on the counter and raked his hair. “Can you please calm down, Baek? I can’t stand you saying curses every minute.”

Sehun nodded innocently. “Yeah. It’s your... eight ‘’ for the past three minutes, I think.”

Baekhyun stopped pacing for a while and looked at his friends. He twitched his lip and went back to worrying. “Sh*t.” He cursed again, now in quicker paces, his other hand curled into a ball.

Kai stood up from his sprawling position and sighed. “Okay, I’m out of here.” He trudged towards his room with knitted brows. All eyes followed him, except for Baekhyun who was oblivious to the situation.

*Where is she? Why isn’t she answering my calls? I need her here with me, now. Wu An Ran, please…* His thoughts were abandoning him, giving him a hard time.

“Baek…” Chanyeol started. Before he could continue, Baekhyun dashed out of the living room and ran off to his room, slamming the door behind him.

The guys exchanged troubled looks. “I’m not liking this.” D.O muttered.

Baekhyun went pass through them again and stalked towards the door. “I’m going to the airport.” He hollered, not bothering if the guys heard him or not.

“But Bae—“ Suho called, but the door slammed shut again.

The heir to Byun Enterprises drove like a madman towards Incheon. His eyes were as hard as stone, focused on the road. His grip on the steering wheel was tight, as if his life depended on it. He was on a chase, it was undeniable.

On the other hand, the younger Wu walked lifelessly on the airport’s lobby, her eyes fixated on nowhere. On her hand, the passport carefully tucked, and her cell phone dead on her pocket.  She puffed air on her cheeks as she passed by the airport security.

“How could you, you… witch!” L.joe muttered, tears streaming down his cheeks. He was alone on his car, hiding from the cruel world. “Just when I thought it was all real…” He trailed off, slowly closing his eyes and biting his lip until it threatened to bleed. The constant ringing of his phone made everything a lot worse. Especially when the caller… is the traitor. The snake.

“Don’t leave. Don’t leave.” Baekhyun ran like crazy, not bothering to lock his car as he got out. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead as he entered the airport’s doors.

"Wu An Ran, don't do it." He whispered, rushing towards the departing passengers. 

"Please." He whispered again, now very silently.

You looked at your reflection in the mirror. Puffy eyes, all result of your endless sobbing.

“I’m gonna be strong. I will learn to face my fears. I will.” You huffed, splashing water on your face.

“Flight JD6738, bound for China, the aircraft is now open for boarding.” The speakers woke you up[ from your little heart to heart moment with yourself. Hurrying out of the  washroom, you walked  big strides towards the gate without looking back.

*I know. I should listen to you, Oppa. I should let you talk. Please don’t look at it as if you have done wrong. It’s me. It’s me I’m getting afraid of. The mere fact that I can’t face you right now shatters my faith in myself as your girlfriend. Am I even worthy of you?  I don’t know how to face you, I can feel my whole being collapse. I will come back, Oppa. I will. Even if I don’t know what will welcome me when I come back.*

Baekhyun heard the speakers. His eyes widened as he dashed towards the boarding gate. As he arrived, he pressed his palms onto the glass walls.

His eyes scanned the last of the passengers enter. He shut his lids, pain dawning on him.

“You did it. You left me.” He whispered to himself as little tears formed on the corners of his eyes.

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