It had been going on for two hours now, and at first you had been totally fine by it. But now you could feel your anger raise with every second that passed and you had no idea how long you were still going to be able to keep it in. It had supposed to be a nice dinner, with you and some of your and his friends, but by now you weren’t sure if you could still call if nice. Everything had been perfectly fine in the beginning of the night, everyone had had a great time and had all enjoyed each other company. Though you were especially enjoying the company of your boyfriend, who you hadn’t seen in a very long time because of his busy schedule. When he had agreed to go out with you today you and been so happy and you had really been looking forward to this, to spend the night with him and to be able to talk to him. But ever since she had arrived he hadn’t even looked into your direction anymore. It was as if she was the only one who still existed for him at this table. 

Your friends who was sitting beside you noticed the dark looks you were throwing the two on the other side of the table and quickly put her hands on top of yours, asking for your attention. When you titled your head to look at her she sent you a look that told you that she felt sorry for you, sorry that she came in and ruined the whole thing for you. But you smiled and shrugged your shoulder, pretending as if you didn’t care, but everyone could see that you did. They all knew he was hurting you by doing this, everybody seemed to know except for himself, even she knew, but she just didn’t care. You poked your food with your fork but noticed you had lost your appetite. If you’d get home you would try to talk to him about this, trying to to get too mad and to have a normal conversation, but you had the feeling that was going to be very tough. 

“It’s so sad we broke up though. I realize now that I’ve made a mistake, I wish I could turn back time. I still love you, you know.” She said and you knew that she said it louder on purpose, so that she knew you’d be able to hear it and so she knew that it would hurt you. Your fingers tightened around your cutlery as you tried to stay calm and not to scream back at her. The last thing you were going to do right now was lowering yourself to her level. And even though her words hurt, it hurt you even more when Baekhyun didn’t say anything. He could have said ‘but we broke up for a reason.’ Or ‘But I already found someone new and I really love her.’ But no, you always knew that Baekhyun and his ex had had a really special relationship and you had once wondered before if he still loved her, maybe he did. The thoughts made your sight get blurry and you tried your hardest to fight back the tears and to focus on the conversation they were having beside you instead of across of you. 

But you had always known that once she’d have the chance she’d never give up very easily. If this girl would ever have the chance to hurt you for stealing her man than she would grab them with both her hands. Not to forget that she was the one who broke up with him at the end, which made this all even worse. “We can start over if you want, just you and me.” She put her hand on top of his and you could feel your heart break into thousands of pieces. While holding in your breath you waited for his answer, wanting to know how he’d react to that. He stayed silent for a while, completely overwhelmed by her words. “I have someone else though…” He eventually brought out and even though that should be the right answer, it wasn’t. Tears fell from your eyes as you analyzed the tone inside of his voice, as if he was sorry, as if he regretted it. As if he wished really hard that he didn’t have someone else so that he could go back to her and wouldn’t have to worry about you. 

With a quick movement you shoved back your chair, making everyone look up at you, even Baekhyun. His eyes widened when he saw your tear strained face and he reached over the table to grab your hand, but he was too late. You threw your napkin in his direction but you never found out if it hit him as you turned around on your heel and began to walk out. How could he be so cruel to you? He had once told you that his ex had hurt him a lot, that she had broken his heart and that he’d never be able to forgive her. Then why had it seemed tonight as if he had never been able to get over her in the first place? You thought that you had made up for the hurt he had gone through, that you had been able to cover up the thoughts he had about her, but maybe you were wrong. If he could he would still go back to her, if you hadn’t been there to hold him back then who knew what might have happened? A sob escaped out of your throat as you reached your car and you threw the door open, wanting to get out as fast as you could. 

You could hear him coming, but you knew he was too late once again, you’d be out before he’d even reach you. You closed the door behind you and started the engine, racing off the parking lot and getting home. As you looked in your rearview mirror you could see him standing in the middle of the street, watching you as you drove away, his arms defeated by his sides. What, did you have to feel sorry for him now? No, your heart ached because of what he had done to you and not even one hair on your head told you to get back to him so you could talk things out. Right now you had to calm yourself down, before you’d kill him the next time you saw him. He had promised you in the beginning of this relationship that he wouldn’t hurt you, if you wouldn’t hurt him in return. You had never even thought about breaking your part of the promise, but apparently he had. And even if he hadn’t meant to hurt your feelings tonight, then he should’ve known form the moment that his ex had walked in that things would end badly, and they did. 

It was a miracle you could still drive like this, even though your view was clouded by tears. You felt as if your world was slowly falling apart, piece by piece. Maybe it wasn’t until now that you realized how much you actually loved this guy, not until he had hurt you this badly. When you parked your car in front of your apartment you felt a sudden calmness flow over you, as if your anger was all being locked up inside of a imaginary box and you locked it with a key. You wiped the tears of your cheeks as you opened the front door and locked it again behind you, hoping that Baekhyun wouldn’t have his spare key with him. There you were, all alone in your apartment after what had supposed to be a grea