Her Last Words (A Killing Stalking Story)

chapter 47

*Yuki's pov*

I take a deep breath, and close my eyes, before glaring up at him.
"Do you honestly think a simple sorry is going to cut it? Well, your not even close, I don't want to get my heart broken again."
Sangwoo was trembling more, as he clenched his fists. "There's someone else isn't there?"
"What? No!"
"DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME!!"
I flinch, looking away from him.
"That's enough."
I jump when I see Yang walking towards us, as he pulled me behind him.
"I'd get out of here Sangwoo, or else I won't be afraid to fuck you up." Yang said facing Sangwoo, a cold, distinctive glare on his face.

Sangwoo glared at him, then at me.
"I said I was sorry!! Why the fuck can't you forgive me?! I need you Yuki!! I love you!!"
My eyes widened, as I felt upcoming tears.
No...be strong...don't show your vulnerability...
"Ms. Kurosawa isn't interested in your bullshit anymore Sangwoo, and if I were you I'd step back and leave her alone."
Sangwoo growled, ignoring Yang's words, and glared at me.
"Your seriously going to leave me for this gloomy, lonely prick? Really? Ha I guess a idiotic bitch like you wouldn't understand what you're missing."
I look away, holding my arm self consciously.

"Leave. Now. Your clearly not wanted here." Yang growled.
"Heh fine." Sangwoo said, pulling out our engagement ring from out of his coat pocket. "But remember Yuki, this could have been us, but you just can't see what a mistake your making right now."
"Sangwoo wait!" I yell through tears as I pushed past Yang, facing Sangwoo.
"I'll come back to you....just d....don't hurt Yang..please..."
A evil smirk spreads across Sangwoo's face, as he looked at Yang, as he mouthed the words: I always get what I want.
Yang looks at me, as he sighs.
I don't want to leave Yang....not when I finally found the happiness that I deserve.

Sangwoo looks at me and glared, shoving me away from him.
"I need you, yea, but I don't want it to be a fake love! What we had was special, till I fucked up yea, but that's beside the point."
Yang caught me, holding me close, as he glared up at Sangwoo.
"At least I make her feel more loved, and more pleasured than you ever did." Yang said, a smirk on his face.
Sangwoo's jaw dropped at his words, that stung like salt poured in a stab wound.