"Why are you so pissed? That was a year ago..."

Your boyfriend Doyoung looked away from you on your bumpy car ride home.

He kept silent, slowly progressing to get angrier.

"I tried, Bunnie..."

You sigh, turning the corner of the mall parking lot.

"...you didn't try Y/N, you clearly didn't think I would let him continue, did you? Why did you keep going?!"

"You CLEARLY seemed to enjoy him better."

He becomes a bit more talkative.

You got caught hooking up with one of your closest guy friends
while your boyfriend Doyoung was out for a bit.

Your boyfriend loves you just as much as you love him, but cheating on him with his friend Donghyuck again and again sounded so risky.

He made you feel loved and sexy, your boyfriend doesn't have all the time he wished he would've had to 'care' for you.

So you chose to do 'it' with Donghyuck, a while after you started 'handling his problem', Doyoung walked into your shared apartment.

Donghyuck had his eyes shut, gripping your hair as you worked.

Doyoung wiped his tired eyes as he walked into the living room.

He only spotted you two after 'Move' started to blast out of the room along with muffled mouth sounds and his heavy breathing.

He saw you two and his eyes lit up with anger as he sat down his bag from practice slowly and silently.

You kept going until Doyoung suddenly yanked your head up and back off of him.

"Woah dude, what the hell?!"

Donghyuck covered up and pulled his boxers back on.

You shook in fear of whatever would happen next.

"Y/N, why are you doing this?!"

He yells, seeing Donghyuck rush out of the apartment.

You swallow all that you recieved recently, quivering as your boyfriend yells at you.

"Listen to me! Why would you do this?! How could you do this?!"

He grabs your wrist and squeezes it tightly.

"D-Doyoung, let g--!" He twists your arm out of further anger.

"LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!"

He completely lost it, just over seeing you with his best friend.

"I-I can't...I have too many tears!"

You cry, swallowing more as your throat hurts a bit more from his hand wrapped tightly around your neck.

"Look at me when I tell you to, bitch!" He yells, slapping your face.

You start crying more, knowing you did wrong.

When will it end?