Get a Load of this Train Wreck | Chanyeol
Rina felt like she was going to bite right through her lip. She wasnāt accustomed to feeling nervous, but her life had been hell in the past year and she was just coming out of being utterly broken. Between the break up with her ex and the subsequent heated meeting with her friend Chanyeol to ease the pain, to the weird sickly feelings that lead her to the dreaded moment when the pregnancy test showed positive on all four of the ones sheād taken in panic...to gradually accepting that it was the truth, her life now. Then wondering whether it was her estranged ex or her friend who had vanished without a trace that she should tell. Realizing she couldnāt tell either one, and then waking up in her own blood a month later. The whirlwind of shock, acceptance, and loss had turned Rinaās world upside down.
Now sheād heard that Chanyeol was back in town after going off to wherever without so much as a word. After finding a way to reach him and telling him they needed to talk, she headed to his apartment. Someone besides her needed to know what had happened, especially if it could have been them involved as well. That still didnāt make breaking the news any easier. āHey, you possibly were almost a dad.ā Yeah, not exactly what two old friends wanted to discuss right after one of them returned from being away.
Rina arrived at the address given and stood in front of the door, hesitating exactly in the way she knew she shouldnāt. It wasnāt until she came face to face with seeing Chanyeol again that she realized how much of a wreck she looked like: her worn sneakers, scraped knees, unruly dark hair. Sheād forgotten makeup and hadnāt slept well, so her usually vivid and alert eyes were hollow and deprived. Her nerves had gotten the best of her and sheād chewed her lip. Rumor had it that since heād been back, Chanyeol was spending time with at least one beautiful woman, and here she was looking like death incarnate. Sheād even forgotten to repaint her chipped nails.
Sighing to herself, Rina lifted her hand to knock on the door. Sheād come all this way, so she may as well just do it. After all, werenāt they just friends?