Echo of You
I decided I wanted to be a little angsty today. So I will feed yâall with this, I am not sorry. This is also like 1.3k words.
Silence, the silence was deafening. Standing here, in the exact apartment. The memories echoed. They echoed off the walls, itâs making me go insane. Knowing that right here right now all there is, is an empty shell of something that once was.
Memories of your laughter filled my head. The memory of your smile. The laugh that once made me laugh with you. The smile that once lit up my world and my life.
Itâs nowhere to be found. All the memories that were created turned sour. Seeing you as the devil you truly were. The person that was never there to bring me up, but only to tear me down. Break every piece of myself until I couldnât recognize myself.
The constant banging in my head, wishing that you would just become a memory of the past. But here I am, reminiscing in the memories we once shared.
The early mornings spent together cuddling under the sheets. All the late nights spent talking about our hopes and dreams. The plans we made for the future. Feeling all your love and adoration for me.
Just to see you give all the love and adoration to someone else in the blink of an eye. Realizing you were no longer mine.
Walking through the house seeing all the pictures up on the walls. All the pictures of the good times. It just made me angry. Knowing that in the end you threw all of it away for some fling. For someone that was more fun, for someone that supposedly made you feel free. The memory of the days that led up to that night.
âWony baby can I use your phone for something really quick, mine diedâ I looked up at the girl and asked.
âUh yeah sure hold onâ She quickly closes the tab on whatever she was doing. She hesitates on handing her phone to me.
I should have known then. Like a fool I didnât think anything of it.
âWhat are you doing baby?â I sat down next to her on the couch and laid my head on her shoulder. She quickly closed the conversation she was having on her phone with someone and put her phone face down on the coffee table. She turned to me and smiled. âDon't worry about itâ Smiling as she pats my head.
I should have seen the warning signs. Being blinded by love is one of the worst sins you can participate in. How does someone blind you to the point of no return? They will take and take until youâre left with nothing.
âWHO IS SHE WONYOUNG!â I yelled at her from across the kitchen counter. She just smiled at me and reached her hand across the counter to hold my hand. Gently rubbing her thumb against my knuckles. Quickly soothing my anger.
âSheâs just a friend baby. I promise there is nothing between usâ Giving me a reassuring smile. Walking over to me to give me a peck on my cheek. âNow I have to go run some errands. I'll be back later okayâ She smiled and leff the house.
Should have known all the smiles were just a disguise. They hid the real you. All the reassuring looks were just a way to manipulate me, just like your words.
âI would never do that to you baby, why do you never believe me?â pausing and looking up with anger in her eyes. âWhatever you can believe in me or not I donât careâ She stormed out of the house.
Then it all came crashing down. Tearing out my heart right there and feasting on it. Like wolf, cunning, and deceiving. I believed you for so long.
âHey did you know your girlfriend is at the bar right now rightâ
âWhat do you mean Gaeul? She said she was at Reiâs houseâ I said confusedly as I paused the movie on the TV. âShe said she was gonna be helping her and was gonna be lateâ
âDude thatâs a complete lieâ She scoffed.
âHow would you even know this?â I asked the older girl.
âIâm literally staring at her from across the roomâ Sending me photos to confirm her statement. âWhat the fuckâ I quickly sit up looking at the photos. Sheâs sitting in a girl's lap wrapping her arms around her as sheâs leaning in. In the next photo they are kissing. The same girl she said not to worry about.
So many emotions rushed over me. The main ones being sadness and anger. How could she? Why did she do this to me? So many questions in my head.
âDo you want the address?â Gaeul asked.
âNo, Iâm going to wait till she gets homeâ I hung up the phone. I sat there baffled. Wondering so many things. The tears finally start to fall. I kept telling myself how stupid I was for not seeing it sooner. Then it came, the sadness was still there, but was replaced by the most overwhelming anger I have felt in my life.
The fuming anger that filled me. A rage that could not even be put into words. I waited for her, for what seemed like years. The clock on the wall ticking. Every tick just filled me with even more rage. Every passing second, every minute, every hour I sat there waiting.
The anger bubbling in me knowing that she has been out there for almost four hours. It was almost two am when she came back. She walked through the door with a gleaming smile. As if nothing happened. She kicked off her shoes and hung up her coat.
I sat there in the living room waiting, waiting for her to acknowledge me. She walked into the living room. Confused as to why I sat there when Iâm usually asleep at this time.
âWhere were you?â I lifted my head up to meet her eyes. The fiery anger that burned in my eyes scared her. Her eyes flashed with nervousness for a second. She slowly makes her way over to me. âIs something wrong baby?â She asked, standing over me.
âAnswer the question Wonyoungâ I tried composing myself to make sure I wouldn't burst out in anger. âDid you forget silly, I was at Jiwons houseâ She laughs softly. âDonât lie to me wonyoungâ I looked up at her.
âIâm telling you the truth, You see you never believe meâ She scoffs. âHow insecure can you be Y/Nâ Anger now rising in her eyes.
âStop lyingâ I get up swiftly. âIâve seen photos, you arenât as slick as you thinkâ I pushed her chest lightly.
âWhat is your problem, you're actually sickâ She pushes me back lightly. âIt over wonyoung, get outâ I sat back down.
âWow over something that you believe is true just like that Y/Nâ Scoffing I looked at her. âGive it up Wonyoung I have proofâ I take my phone out and pass it to her. She pauses not knowing what to say.
âCan you blame meâ
âExcuse meâ
âI meant what I saidâ
I rolled my eyes and glared at her. âDonât look at me like that, you think I actually loved you?â She laughs and pushes back her hair. âLike seriously, youâre a loser, I really just felt bad plus I needed the moneyâ
âYouâre honestly so stupid too how could you not see the signsâ
âIt baffles me how you think someone like me would ever love someone like youâ She walks up the stairs. Coming back down with a bag full of her things. I just sat there in my own thoughts
âLook at you, you're honestly so patheticâ and just like that. She was out the door. Never turning back, never an apology, nothing. Thatâs when the tears fell.
Realizing she never loved me. So many red flags, so many warning signs. They all went over my head. Just like that, it was too good to be true. Now sitting here again three weeks later with the walls still littered with picture frames. The apartment still has that vanilla scent. Still filled with all the little decorations you insisted on putting up. Itâs like you were still here, but you werenât. It was just an echo of you.
I totally have an idea for pt 2 of this with like a little revenge arc
















