Y/n: Chanyeol, let go of me
I groaned as his grip on my wrist was so tightened. But he succeeded dragging me outside the theatre. Then he let go of me as I wished. I pressed my wrist and glared at him

Chanyeol: What're are you doing here?
Before I could answer, he cut me off with those knife like words

Chanyeol: With him
I frowned at his remark. But I was wrong. There's an arrow other than a knife

Chanyeol: Alone
Literally, he's bitter

* Now he's insulting me *
I pondered staring at him and his ungrateful altitude, that dragging me with full of aggression away from my friends, who were just watching movie peacefully. He should've not insult me and treat me like that

Y/n: Stop talking like my dad
I admonished him sternly staring straight to his eyes

* I'm sick of his behaviours . Why is he always locking my way? *
I turned around to join back the movie

Chanyeol: You're not going back in there

* He can't do anything except blabbing. Try me *
I kept walking not caring him. But he had more talents rather than blurting out. I should've not underestimated his capabilities. He turned me to him and put me on his arm, carrying me to his car

Y/n: You punk, let me go..
I growled but I already was in the car as I was not comparable to his strength. I felt like I was nothing capable of even defending for myself. I hated being useless and vulnerable. But there's one thing I could do. I slammed the door and kicked the car several times, receiving rigorous glares from him repetitively. At last, he barged out his anger

Chanyeol: Y/n, stop, I said stop
His voice became louder and my rumbles on his car faded away. His devilish glare was something I couldn't stand, something that could stimulate chills to my sides and skin

* I'm afraid of him *

Chanyeol: I know you hate me . wanna yell. Go ahead
He advised a sarcasm which I would never comply over the matters of fact

* How can I do that? *
I already knew dad agreed our marriage, and the invitation cards were already sent, to every relatives of both families. I couldn't be a culprit in dad's eyes. I couldn't be an undutiful daughter

*At this situation, I shouldn't water the plant of problem. Dad's grace and name is more important *
I breathed in a heavy inhale, and stared at the lamppost shining through the night. Cars were rushing on the highway road across us and I was spent beside my fiance

Chanyeol: Stop hanging out with your friends. Our wedding is getting close. You should be aware

* Look, he knows there were also Lisa and Jennie but he ruined my day hysterically insulting me that I was hanging out with some man, when there's only Baekhyun as a male in my colleagues *

Y/n: What makes you marry me?
It's a question I'd always wondering since dad declared our engagement. He's a bad boy for me and a exuberant also affable kid for dad. It's a disaster since the day I found out he's dad's acquaintance's son. But I never had the chance to find out the reason for him to marry me. So I finally asked him. But, his eyes reached outside the car, not wanting me to read what's on his mind, from an eye contact

Chanyeol: I already told you this's an arranged marriage
He said in a sharp tone not considering much about his reply

Y/n: Do you understand what you just said? 'Cause I don't
I added again provokingly while staring at his face profile side. He finally turned his gaze towards me, meeting my eyes, which were filled with desperateness for his different answer

Y/n: You can't marry someone you don't love. Even tho it's arranged by the parents, you should reject it
He showed no change over his expression. He was just looking at me with stillness and calmness

Chanyeol: But why me? You can reject too
I was froze for a while pausing my words, which I prepared days and nights to attack him back. His trick was powerful and cruel, when he already knew I couldn't deny dad's willingness

* He's right. Why did I think he's responsible for this? I also belong to this too *
He locked me under his stares and tortured me by pushing every possible and impossible thoughts in my head without even speaking a word. His silence was everything but comfort to my little entity, making me the most indecisive human beings in the whole universe. And all I could think was why I couldn't reject it

Y/n: I want dad to be happy
These words walked out of my tongue slowly knowing that reason was numb and dull. I muttered them quietly but enough for him to hear. I thought it would go exactly the same to him too

* Are we going to end like this? We are hopeless *
I held that big baggage in my head thinking from time to time that I couldn't be able to escape. My mind was wiser than my actions as always

Y/n: Is that because you love your parents, or something else?
My tone became benevolent and laboured, to seek the real reason behind his agreement for our sudden engagement. He started the engine out of a sudden, again avoiding my gaze

Chanyeol: I don't know. I just can't reject the marriage. So stop asking question

~~End of Flashback~~
~~.........~~

* He doesn't love me. I don't love him but we are right here *
I was an overthinker who was always drowning in her little fantasy, crying, smiling and brekinging on my own wasn't strange at all. Being a soft hearted person, I broke down and soaked my pillows with tears. I fell asleep after travelling to my past for awhile, like that, alone in the dark

~•~

When the morning came, I was alone on the bed. I think he didn't join me on the bed

* I guess he slept on the couch or, even didn't walk in this room *
I relieved when I saw a pillow on the couch

* Thank god * I thought

It would be a disaster if his parents found out him sleeping outside of the room

* Was last night cold? *
I thought again while staring at the couch. When I walked downstairs from the bedroom, I found no one

Y/n: Miranda, Mrs. Park
I called out their names but I got no reply

* May be they go to bazaar *
I rubbed and confirmed there's actually no one in the house

Y/n: So, you and me alone
I bent my body to a pluffy one and caressed her head. I started to find a job with my laptop

* I've never thought life would be more difficult after the graduating *

Then a notification sound caught my attention. I didn't expect a disaster from a message. One click turned my brain upside down

Y/n: How did-
I gulped and continued stuttering

Y/n: he- he got my number?

~~....~~

Dinning table was graced by silence. Uncle Daesang and aunty Yoonhae were silent eater at dinner as always. And also there's no tradition that Chanyeol and I talked at dinner. I also stayed out of his concern, as I wished no attention from him. But I realised that he was trying to get my attention. I couldn't face him. I wasn't good at hiding

While I was washing the dishes with such a guilty baggage in my head and my heart, he slowly murmured my name from behind

Chanyeol: Y/n, are you ok?
Of course, he recognised my changed expression

* Why am I avoiding his gaze? I did nothing wrong. but he only asked one thing and I didn't keep it *
My fingers trembled while holding those plates and my breaths hissed now and often

Y/n: I'm fine
He didn't moved away just stilled his position behind me, close enough to let me feel his warmth. I turned around and gawked at his humourless behaviour. Miranda also seemed to realized our tension

Miranda: Mrs. Y/n, hand it to me. Please spend your night happily with your husband
Her appealing tone was pushing me out of my clumsiness. If I kept being stubborn, nothing better could happen except the shuttering plates

* Of course he's my husband in people's eyes *
I again sighed and gritted the unwilling fact and wiped my hand with the near towel

Y/n: Thank you
I forced a smile and headed to the upstairs

Chanyeol: Are you going to sleep?
He said sitting on the bed staring at me innocently, as if he could cure my pain when the fact was he couldn't

Y/n: I wanna take a bath first
I said and walked in the bathroom inside the bedroom, with a pair of pajamas. I freshened up my body and my tired brain with a cool shower. I walked out of the bath and met him focusing his phone. I unknowingly sat on the bed, and pulled the sheet up to my belly

Chanyeol: What are these?
I hummed in confusion at his question. His question was so out of blue

Chanyeol: Did you contact him, Y/n?Why did you contact him?
He extended the scream in his hand to me, with such a bad temper in his husky tone

* That's my phone *
My brain could reached to the summary of the whole situation and I became furious

Y/n: Why did you take my phone?
I stood up tiptoeing and tried to snitch my phone back. He quickly stepped back mischievously so I didn't reach to it

Chanyeol: First, answer me. Did you meet him?
I gulped in frustration and gritted my own stupidity of putting the phone on the night stand

Y/n: I didn't meet him. I just texted him. So give it back now
But what I answered was truth. I never dared to lie someone, and i wouldn't lie if that person was someone I hated. But over my honesty, he sarcastically laughed

Chanyeol: Why did I trust you? I'm a fool
His different angry but yet scary face gave me goosebumps along my sides. But I didn't scared since I still hadn't commit any crime, well yet

Y/n: You shouldn't mind my privacy
I put on a convexed curl on my lips, disapproving his concern in my own life. I tried to take my phone back but failed again. He hid it behind his waist and kept backing away to avoid my reach to my phone

Chanyeol: There's no privacy between a wife and her husband
He only regards me as his wife when I kept fixing that words in a millions times

* How many time do I have to remind him that's only on the paper? *
I asked myself in my head and shook my head at his blinded stupidity

Y/n: I don't like someone peeking my privacy. Even it's you so called husband
My teeth found their way to sink in my lower lip, and sent out some daggers to his face from my eyes

Chanyeol: Are you happy cheating on your husband? I should've kill him back there
His voice was distorting and low keying way to down till I rarely understood what he meant. His expression was showed a nefarious smirk, and I believed he could kill Sehun if Sehun was in front of him. But when there's no one there to hurt except me, he threw my phone towards the wall

My heart beats became quicker, pounding every veins and arteries faster with the cracked voices of my phone. His belligerent behaviours was everything but soft to me

Y/n: How dare you?

* God save me *

I was breathing hardly as my lungs didn't handle the sudden event. I thought his actions were aggressive and senseless, but I also was one of his kind. The whole surrounding was so quiet except the snap I made. I was on him who was laying on the floor. Actually, I slapped him across his soft skin, without me concerning much, and he stumbled back because of me. But he didn't miss to drag me down with him. He clutched my elbows and collided my body over his

Y/n: I'd never commit that crime
He didn't say a word just staring at me

* Does he believe me or he just hate me? *
His hands reached up to my wrist, and gripped them tightly against his chest

* If you have something to say, say it now *
His speechless expression made me think I was guilty for texting Sehun. He's still quiet more minutes not failing to stare me in my eyes. Sorrow and sadness were clearly pictured in his eyes. And a wordless tear rolled down from his left eye, when he showed no emotion on his face

* Are you crying for me? *

< END OF CHAPTER 5 >