Who: Reader x Kim Jongdae What: Pain, Love Chapter 6 (This story is loosely based off of 2NE1's music video Go away. I kind of just needed to write it out cause it's in my head but I thought you guys might like it. so enjoy) Story: He was the love of your life until he broke up with you in the most humiliating way. You keep going on with your life trying to live with the pain of working with your ex-boyfriend at the race track and seeing his new girlfriend hanging on his arm. The more you see him the more destructive you become. Right now the only person that can keep you sane is your closest friend Jongdae.
Y/N's POV "You fucking bitch. I fucking hate you." "Baekhyun- you're hurting me." you said. You could smell the heavy scent of alcohol on his breath as you struggled to get him off of you. He grabbed your arms and slammed you into the wall behind him. You hit your back arching slightly and getting stunned by the pain. Baekhyun looked back at you in his drunken stupor his eyes watered up, he rubbed at them furiously to stop it but he wasn't able to contain the tears, "Why the Fuck was it him? I was so tired of being seen as less than you but I never wanted you to be with him." You looked away from him, you may have said you were done with him and you were but part of him was still in your heart. You loved Jongdae now, you wanted him to replace this man in front of you. You reminded yourself of the pain he put you through, the hell that had come with his break up five days ago. You changed your hair, burned everything you owned of his, burned your cell phone. You erased him for a reason and that wasn't to go back to him. He had no right to feel defeated and destroyed, he had done far worse to you. Your hand reached your throat messaging it to soothe the pain, "Maybe it was only a matter of time before I moved on to him." You said lowly. "So you were fucking him while we were together?" he said upset. You chuckled at his audacity to be angry. You looked at him hardening your heart enough to face him without subduing to that tear stained face. "No I was faithful, unlike you. I spent a month trying to figure out how to make it work and it didn't, it couldn't because you were so fucking stuck in your insecurities and more occupied with burying your dick in that whore for two months straight to even try." "Y/N." "Shut up. Shut the fuck up Baekhyun because I'm getting very sick of this song and dance. You don't want me but you want me; you hate me but you love me just fucking stop with the games. You did this to us, you, and I admit I wasn't perfect. Sometimes I spent too much time with the guys or focused too much on my career but I always fucking made time for you." "I only broke up with you so I could win, so that people would stop comparing me to you. I was always second and just not good enough." he said tears still running down his face. "And so that gives you the right to humiliate me, to hit me, to fucking cheat on me? You hurt me Baekhyun, how do you not get that? You have been more selfish to me than I have ever been in our entire relationship. I never told you you weren't enough Baek. And damnit, you never listened to me when I told you if you feel like you're lacking then try harder, train more. You got here by your connections and that's why everyone is looking down on you, you haven't proved yourself. Me, I had to fight for this and damn it I will keep fighting for it until I can't fight any more. The sad part about all of this is that you're actually a really good Baekhyun, you're just too much of a spoiled fucking brat who'd rather have his hand held and be showered with shallow fucking compliments to realize it." "Why Jongdae?" "I liked him before, long before I ever met you. I never said anything because we were just friends. He liked someone else anyway so I came to terms with not being with him. He loves me though, he actually loves me." "I love you too." "Liar." You were getting bold now. Somehow you had gotten enough strength in you to face him more. The idea that Jongdae was with you now kept you stable. He was the one to comfort you, he always had been, sure Chanyeol and Jongin were there for you but Jongdae was by your side without fail. "As you are now you are incapable of loving anything." you said cruelly. "I loved that jacket Y/N you bought it for me. It was mine, I loved that jacket and I loved you." "Then why did you destroy everything we were? Why did you break my heart? Because some asshole fans that didn't know you from jump street called you a few bad names? You made your bed Baekhyun now fucking lay in it. There is an entire list of how you've wronged me but standing at the top of that list is when you hit me. Then when you slept with her for two mouths while we were together and how you tortured me with photos of you two together. All to remind me I was just an easy Fuck." the words he'd hurt you so much with came off your lips like venom as you spat them back at him. You could see the words effected him, that there was a hint of regret for having said something so harsh. It was too late though, his words had burned a hole in you, his touch was erased by the memory of Jongdae's hands and lips all over you. Once everything of him was gone, your last text to him became truer than before. You had finally thrown him out. "You know- out of all the shity things that have happened to me the one fact that is so plainly and obviously undeniable is that I didn't deserve some as toxic as you." "Y/N." He said, his voice almost pleading for you to stop. "You didn't deserve me Baekhyun and damn sure didn't deserve you." His tears had calmed by now and his face was still flushed. At the end of your sentence, you turned on your heel and walked out of the building. "Y/N!" you heard a voice call out to you. You looked up seeing Jongdae running over to you. He caught your face in his hands and he looked at you worried but you looked back at him confused, "Chen what are you doing here?" "That girl called me she said he was coming here to meet you and that he was furious and drunk. He didn't hurt you did he?" "No." you said. He analyzed you away just to make sure, when he caught sight of your throat, a little bruise had formed from where the bone of his arm had pressed against your neck. "I'll kill him." Jongdae said heading to the building but you had grabbed his hand to stop him, "Stop Jongdae, I think he finally understands that I'm not his anymore. He's been broken down enough." "After what he's done to you he deserves worse." "But then that wouldn't make me any better than him now would it?" Jongdae sighed seeing your point, "I burned all of him away yesterday, everything we were lies in those ashes. Life only moves forward Jongie.... I can't afford to keep looking back." He stepped closer to you with a small smile and brought his hand up to meet your cheek. He pressed his forehead to yours, "You're so beautiful Y/N." "So are you." Your reply made him laugh then he pressed his lips to yours, kissing you slowly and long; his tongue slowly taking a tour of your mouth. You couldn't get enough of kissing him but he had to go back to work and so did you. You pulled away with your bottom lips slowly escaping between his teeth. You had a slightly shiver, the kiss bringing back your activities from earlier today. Jongdae smiled back at you his hand on your face but he let it run down the side of your body before he let you go. "I'll see you later OK." he said. You nodded and pulled him into one last sweet kiss before you released him and headed to the track. You took the car out yourself and got to work. Focusing completely on one task and one task only, beating your speed time around the track. You had ran the track a few times and still couldn't manage to figure out how to fix the delay in your turns. That trick Baekhyun had pulled kept coming to your mind and if he used it again he was definitely going to win. You didn't necessarily have a problem with that but you wanted to win too. You had miscalculated your turn or at least the idea of how to get rid of the delay and your car swung out of control nearly hitting the side wall. It spun in circles, as you pressed down on the breaks trying to stop it. Finally, the car came to a stop; you got out looking at the distance of how far your car had travelled. You huffed, pissed off that you couldn't figure out what was causing that slight delay. You took your helmet off throwing it to the ground and lacing your fingers in your hair. This track you knew like the back of your hand, to continue to practice on this same format gave you no advantage in other races. The track for Saturday's race you had already visited and it was magnificent, the multiple turns, some of them kind of sharp and the long pathway heading to the finishline had your blood rushing. With all those turns, you didn't think you'd come out first place in this race and it was biting at you to never finish last. Your parents had burned that into your head, don't finish last if you do you're nothing. It was basically all you knew and since then it bothered you to lose which was always why you threw a mini temper tantrum at your losses. You jumped back into the car running the track again begging your brain to figure a way out to end the delay. You finally pulled up to the station where the pit crew would work on your car. It was getting closer to the time you're manager was due to show up and the track would open. You saw a man in a nice black suit standing by the station with a charming smile and a hand in his pocket. You were suspicious of him and why he was there. You worried where Baekhyun was in the back of your mind, you hadn't seen him since the encounter by the lockers and he was drunk too. You didn't event know how he got to the track. You got out of the car to hear a beautiful voice say, "Ms. Y/N." He took off his sunglasses revealing his eyes and you finally recognized him, "Mr.Zhang." "Call me Yixing." "Whatever you say, what are you doing here?" you asked. You had pulled down the top of your suit to your waist again revealing your tank top below because it was and you crossed your arms while leaning your hip against the car. He smiled, stepping forward to you, his dimple poking out getting you to release a smile unintentionally. "I'm actually here for you, if you'll listen to me." he said. "Depends on what you mean." "It's a bit of a proposition are you interested?" He said in a very charming manner. Your eyes narrowed on him suspicious of his motives. "Proposition? What kind of proposition?" You asked. "How would you like to join my company?"
This chapter was a bit short but I wanted to leave it on that cliff hanger. The next chapter will definitely be longer. Thanks for reading. ~BabydollBre Tag list: @kpossible4250 @jaysbae13 @princess2425 @Tiffany1922 @Anna5221 @VKookie47 @elishafisher @griseldazenger @Alyessiazavala @Parktaemi @sarahdawish @JaxomB @Queenlee @JessicaEvaristo @emilycayetano @herosbells @JasmineGregory