"YG?"

I was suffocated. I was almost smashed against the wall by Baekhyun's weight. I could hear him breath. Can I bring up that he smelled nice? Nevermind. I shoved him a few inches back.

"Yeah YG. How'd you do it?" I saw him scoff. "You slept with someone from that company right?"

"I sang. That's it. Now can I have my divorce?"

He pushed me against the wall again. My arms were up against the wall, and I struggled to move. "Urgh."

"Divorce? As if. We still have to watch me win in our little competition right?"

"About that. You're a psycho. What's wrong with you?"

He looked a little startled by my reaction. "No, I'm not a psycho."

"Then why do you still have this?" I held up our wedding picture.

He snatched it from hands.

"Hey!" I said angrily. "Tell me-!" He grabbed my hands and we stared at each other. His sad eyes were pleading me not to ask him anything.

"God. This sucks!" I looked away.

The he did something I didn't expect him to. He grabbed my head and held it in his hands, he leaned forward and kissed my forehead.

I looked up and saw the old Baekhyun facing me, but just like that he disappeared. Baekhyun's kind stare turned into a mean asshole once more. He smirked at me and took the picture and walked out of the room.

I stood there empty handed and alone once more in the bedroom.

---

I cried by myself in the practice room. All the sad memories of being alone came back again. Honestly I couldn't take this anymore. That crazy guy.

I got up and went into the hallway to get a drink of water. I heard some yelling coming from a room. I perked up and followed the noise.

"That bitch Grace Lee. You know how she made it into the final debut team? She has been sleeping with one of the executives in the company! That's how. She has no fucking talent. NONE. NADA."

Sleeping? Grace? No way! She's underage. That can't happen.

"I know, I saw her walk into HIS office. I don't know how she seduced him, but we might as well learn how, right Grace?"

I heard Grace's voice say, "I'm not like that. Stop bothering me."

"As if woman. If you can sleep with an executive, your obviously a whore. Come on, tell me? If you don't. I'm going to get you kicked off the team."

"Your just jealous. That someone beat you into the debut team."

I heard a slap, and something getting smashed.

I looked over to see the trainee girls beating up Grace.

"If you don't have a pretty face, no one is going to want you."

That's when I went into bitch mode.

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