“I saw you with her!” she screamed pushing me away as I tried to embrace her. “How could you do this?!”

 

            I saw the pain in her eyes as her tears fell. I wanted to comfort her, to tell her it wasn’t true. She took a step back as I stepped forward, our little waltz in the living room.

 

“Hyemi,” I extended my hand towards her hoping she would take it.

 

“No!” she pushed it away while wiping away the tears. “Don’t make excuses Sanghyun!”

 

“She’s just a co-worker,” I tried to stay calm but my blood was boiling. How could she not see how much I loved her? Needed her?

 

“Then tell me why her hands were all over you then?!” she kept screaming, crying, hurting. “It doesn’t help that she’s your ex.”

 

“You know I have no feelings towards her!” I was losing my cool. Only she could make me this frustrated. “Hyemi I only love you, you know that.”

 

“Do I?” she stopped screaming for a moment and sighed as she grabbed her bags.

 

“Hyemi stop!” I grabbed at her wrist and twisted her to face me. “You can’t leave like this.”

 

“Sanghyun,” her expression twisted to a different kind of pain. “It hurts.”

 

“Listen to me,” I couldn’t help the words spilling from my mouth. “If you leave don’t expect to ever come back.”

 

            She didn’t say a word but kept her composure but I could still see the stray tears falling down her porcelain skin. Suddenly she glared up at me and ripped her arm from my fingertips.

 

“I won’t,” she was challenging me. I could feel she was serious. “I’ll never come back to you, not this time.”

 

“Hyemi!” I screamed after her as she slammed the door closed.

 

She was gone.

 

            I let out a scoff as the deafening silence gave me a headache. I sat on the couch, the one not so long ago we were cuddling on, the one where I had kissed her for the last time. I rested my head on the armrest and closed my eyes.

 

~*.><.*~

 

            I walked in with the boys; we were performing for mnet as usual. That’s when I saw her.

 

Hyemi.

 

“Yah, oppa,” she playfully smacked the man’s shoulder.

 

            He had his hands on either side of her waist whispering in her ear. I could feel my frustration rise, her finger drawing circles on his arm like she used to do with mine.

 

“Yah, Sanghyun we’re about to go into costume and make-up,” Joon clapped his hand on my shoulder.

 

“I’m coming,” I replied turning on my heel.

 

“Sanghyun-ah,” Linda was standing there with costume in hand. “You need to get changed.” Her eyes batted and her hand found its way to the collar of my shirt.

 

            I grabbed the clothes from her hands and stalked to the dressing room. When I had returned I sat next to Seungho hyung and waited for the make-up noona.

 

“Look up,” I heard the familiar voice.

 

“You’re not my make-up noona,” I looked up at Hyemi.

 

“I’m filling in until she gets back from her honeymoon,” she replied shrugging.

 

“I didn’t need an answer,” I seethed venomously.

 

            She didn’t retort instead she applied the make-up soundlessly. I watched as her brunette curls fell from her shoulder. From her curls I glanced at a necklace dangling from her neck, the necklace I had given her for our hundredth day.

 

“Why are you torturing me?” I muttered but felt her body freeze in front of me. I saw her eyes widen and for a moment sadden.

 

“We broke up Sanghyun,” she stated with no emotion. “But we still have to work together; even though I hate you.”

 

            When she was done she walked away briskly towards Mir and started on his make-up. I sighed and rubbed the back of my head roughly.

 

“Yah! Don’t mess with your hair!” the hairstylist yelled at me.

 

            We got on stage and started performed our song and were done quickly. In the back of my mind all I could think of was Hyemi. I had gone from being angry with her to crying about her to hating her, but it still hurt to see her.

 

Why did she have to leave?

 

Why was I stupid enough to not run after her?

 

“Hey hyung could you go find G.O. hyung?” Mir asked and before I knew what I was doing I walked off.

 

“You look beautiful.”

 

            I heard a familiar voice and turned the corner to see Hyemi with the man from earlier. His lips moving against hers and my heart ready to burst from regret. I let a breath as if I had had the wind knocked out of me. I couldn’t breathe anymore.

 

            Once I was alone I fell to my knees and in my anger pounded my fist against the ground. I grabbed my chest in pain and hated myself for ever letting her go.

 

“Hyemi…” I cried out.

 

How could she hate me when I was so in love with her?

 

            I doubled over from the pain of my broken heart and muttered her name over and over. Her words burned into my mind.

 

“I’ll never come back to you, not this time.”

 

~*.><.*~

 

            My eyes flew wide open, my heart in pain. I stood up abruptly and headed toward the door forgetting our fight ever happened I swung open the door and ran to the lift.

 

            I had pulled into Hyemi’s friend’s driveway and stumbled out of the car in panic. I knock on the door incessantly until it opened.

 

“Sanghyun?”

 

My heart lifted when I saw the surprise on her face.

 

“Hyemi,” I sighed in relief.

 

“What are you doing here?” she asked as I got on my knees.

 

“I’m sorry,” I looked down not wanting to look at her face.

 

She had to at least know that I was sorry; she didn’t have to take me back as long as she knew I was sorry.

 

“I was stupid and pig-headed. I should’ve never said the things that I said,” my words came out rushed, I was letting out all I was feeling at once. “I love you so much, I was stupid and I should never have let you think I was cheating on you. I never meant to hurt you; I just need you to forgive me. Please, I… I can’t live without you. I can’t even breathe straight without knowing that you’re not by my side.”

 

“Sanghyun,” she fell to her knees in front of me and wiped the tears on my face that I hadn’t even noticed. “I love you.”

 

            She gently let her lips touch to mine and I wrapped my arms around her waist and could feel her finger drawing hearts on my arm.