The Side Piece |18+|

You're easy

Hoseok and I have been together for six months. In those six months we've had so much fun together it's been almost unreal. 

I love him. 

We haven't said that to each other yet, but over the last week and a half I had been going over to Jimin's house a lot while we planned a surprise party for Hoseok's birthday, I planned on telling him that I love him at the party. I felt bad lying to Hoseok, he would ask to come over or ask me to come over and I would lie and say I was too tired, or I was going to Jin's because I was so nervous that if I told him I was at Jimin's house he would stop by and ruin his own surprise party. 

He never questioned it though. 

Until the day before the party. 

I was sitting at my desk going over paperwork and Hoseok walked into my office, he looked like he hadn't slept 

"Hey baby, what's wrong?" 

"Where were you last night?"

I was taken aback by his sudden questioning 

"I was at home"

He scoffed and rolled his eyes

"I went there last night Alyssa. I went to your house to surprise you with dinner since you said you were so fucking tired and your car was gone. I'll ask again, where were you?"

"Okay.. I was at Jimin's" I said softly 

"Really? Like how you slept over Jin's house when you were actually with me?" 

"What?" I furrowed my eyebrows trying not to be offended by his words and his tone of voice 

"You know damn well what I'm talking about. I'll ask again, where were you?"

"I was at Jimin's" I said sternly 

"Then why did Jennifer drop this off to me last night?" 

He threw a picture at me. 
I picked it up and held it in my fingers. 
A picture of Mark and I kissing. 

I started to laugh. 

I knew right away, it wasn't actually Mark. It was Hoseok, they had done a shit job of photoshopping Mark's face on Hoseok's body. And even if it did look realistic, Hobi was wearing his custom sneakers I had bought for him, and I was wearing the ring Hobi had given me. 

"I'm glad you think this is funny. I should have known better, if someone is willing to cheat with you they'll cheat against you. You fucked up Alyssa. I told you a million fucking times if you wanted to work it out with him to tell me and I'd leave. The fact that you had to be a fucking whore behind my back is disappointing and disgusting. I should have listened to Jennifer, I should have listened to Stacey, and I should have taken Jimin's advice. I meant nothing to you did I? I was a fucking rebound. I made you feel good about yourself so you could go and whore it up behind my back" he started to yell and I started to cry 

"Hobi, it isn't like that" I shook my head 

"I don't want to hear it" he wiped his face "I love you. I fucking love you and I found myself falling in love with you only for you to turn around and fuck other people. Did it feel good? Having your ex husband fuck you? Did he fuck you better than me? Make you feel better than I did? Hmm? Or was it the fact that you guys had history that we don't? Or is it just the basic fact that you're easy? I mean let's face it, I didn't have to try very hard to get into your pants. I'm surprised you hadn't cheated on him sooner with how easy you we-" I cut him off with a slap to the face as I started to sob and hyperventilate 

"This is you! You stupid fucking asshole! Those are your custom shoes I bought you! That's your fucking necklace on his neck! This isn't even a real photo! It's photoshopped!" I sobbed as I threw the picture at him, he stared down at it letting it sink in as he stared at the details 

"I love you" I sobbed "I love you so fucking much. I've been going to Jimin's house and planning a surprise party for you at his house for your fucking birthday. It's tomorrow night. I would never cheat on you Hoseok" I sobbed and covered my face with my hands 

"Fuck" he whispered as his eyes watered even more 

I sat down in my chair and just cried. 
My feelings had never been so hurt before. 

Even after everything Mark had put me through, Hoseok was standing there basically slut shaming me while accusing me of cheating on him. My chest hurt as I sobbed into my arms. He reached for me and I pulled away from him 

"You do not get to stand there and call me an easy cheating whore and then touch me. Get out of my office. Now. I'm leaving" 

"Alyssa, I didn't mea-"

"Yes you did. You can't say you didn't mean it because you found out you were wrong. You meant every single fucking word while you spat it out at me. I need to go" I stood up and grabbed my phone and my bag 

"Alyssa please li-"

"No. Fuck you" I spit out as I walked out of my office and out of the studio, I ran into Jennifer in the parking lot 

"Why?" I asked her 

"Stacey gave me the photo and I felt like it was something Hoseok should know" she smiled 

"Did you even take the time to look the photo over?" I hiccupped as I tried to control my sobs "that isn't even Mark.. it's Hoseok in that photo" 

Her eyes widened "what?"

"Did you honestly think that tearing us apart meant he would give you a fucking chance?" I laughed "did she bother to tell you she's his cheating ex girlfriend? That the only reason she worked here is because Hoseok forgave her and I needed an instructor? I'll refund your money for next month. You're banned. If I ever see you here again, I will call the police after I beat the ever loving fuck out of you" 

I got in my car and slammed the door, I couldn't hear what she was saying to me as I turned my radio up all the way and tuned her out. I locked eyes with Hoseok as he came outside and I sped off. 

I made it home and as soon as I walked in the door I bawled my eyes out and curled up on the floor up against my door, I couldn't breathe as I sobbed and held myself. 

My phone was ringing constantly so I picked it up and threw it across the room, it hit the wall and shattered but it kept ringing. I walked over and picked it up as I cried and ripped the battery out of the back of it. I locked my door and went to my room where I curled up in the fetal position and cried myself to sleep. 

I had never felt so lonely
So broken
So hurt
So devastated 

I wanted to disappear.