My eyes were wide and my jaw slightly slacked, my heart pumping as fast as it ever had. Kim Taeyeon was standing in front of me, tears streaming down her face as she studied my frail and gaunt body with the slightest frown before looking back up to my eyes.

"Tiffany" That voice...the voice that haunted me for months, the voice I heard in my dreams as I screamed for her to come back.

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out, it was useless.

"I don't know what to say" she admitted, her voice breaking. My tears finally fell as I actually realised she was here with me, it wasn't a dream.

I couldn't think of anything to do except to grab the DVD from under her hand, scan it, grab the money she had left on the counter, put the movie in a bag and place it on the counter before disappearing inside the employee's room.

I stayed in there for close to half an hour, my back against the door until I heard the bell signalling she had left. I kicked myself for doing that but what else could I do? I couldn't speak to her and I wasn't going to stand there all night just staring at her.

I sighed as I walked back out only to see a pissed customer waiting at the counter with a stack of DVD's. "Sorry" I mumbled before realising if the bell was from another customer coming in... I scanned the room and saw her waiting to the side of the counter, looking right at me. I groaned inwardly and soon, it was just me and her again. Before I could disappear back into the room though...

"Tiffany" just her speaking killed me inside while simultaneously sending shivers throughout my body. I turned to face her and she approached the counter again. "When do you get off your shift?" She asked tentatively. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw it showed 9:15pm.

"9:30" I answered unwillingly. She smiled at the sound of my voice and then I saw her glance at the clock.

"Can I take you out for a coffee?" She asked, playing with her fingers nervously.

"I...I don't know" I replied, effectively wiping the small smile off her face.

"Oh. I just thought we could talk..."

"Talk?" I asked, my anger that had been kept deep inside since my episode all those months ago finally rearing it's ugly head. "Sure let's talk"

She winced at my tone.

"Let's talk about how you left me without telling me where you were. Let's talk about how you sent me that text and then deleted your number. Let's talk about how your house was put up for sale three days after you disappeared off the side of the fucking planet. Go ahead. Talk!"

"I was arrested Tiffany" she sighed.

"So you deleted your number before telling me what prison you were going to? They let you make calls Taeyeon, you could have called me to at least let me know you were fucking okay! I could have fucking visited you!" I seethed, unable to control myself now.

"Tiff..."

"Do you know what a state I was in? I was fucking depressed. My fucking dad spiked my drinks with sleeping pills because I couldn't shut my eyes for a second because all I could see was you and then my weight plummeted. There was talk of me going into a fucking mental hospital Taeyeon because I couldn't fucking think straight. All that would have been avoided with one fucking phone call from you!" I shouted, my heart pounding.

"You think it was easy for me!" Taeyeon retorted "I was arrested for falling in love and I served my sentence but then I couldn't find anyone who was willing to pay to bail me out so I had to stay longer. I got out a week ago Tiffany. I didn't call because I couldn't stand the thought of you waiting around for me when not even I knew how long I'd be locked up for. I wasn't that much better off than you Tiff. Take your problems and times them by ten while living inside a fucking cage!"

I scoffed and looked back up at the clock to see it was a few minutes from the end of my shift. I packed up my bag and then waited for someone to come in to take over from me while Taeyeon was still staring right at me.

"Stop it" I snapped

"What?"

"Staring"

"I can't help it"

I turned to her about to argue once again when the bell rang and I saw it was my colleague. I said goodbye to him, someone who I hadn't taken the time to get to know as I wasn't a particularly friendly person anymore and walked out. Taeyeon followed.

I started to walk home and she walked alongside me, angering me with each step she took.

"What do you want?" I asked harshly.

"I want to talk. Where's your car?" She replied.

"I walk"

"That's dangerous Tiff..."

"Don't call me that."

"Alright that's enough!" She grabbed my arm making electricity flow through my every vein, nerve, bone. I shivered at her touch and I hated her for making me feel this way. "Stop blaming me!"

I was about to speak but she butt in again.

"I served time for you Tiffany. All I thought about was coming home and starting where we left off and that's what got me through it."

"Ha!" I shouted almost crazily. "You wanted to continue where we left off yet you broke up with me? 'Don't wait for me' you said, make up your fucking mind and stop contradicting yourself. You say you thought about me but still you never took the time to think 'Oh, maybe I should tell Tiffany that I'm okay and not FUCKING DEAD' like I thought you were from time to time. Sometimes it was easier thinking you were because that way you had a reason to not be able to get into contact with me" I growled and pulled my arm away from her, continuing my walk. She didn't follow. I walked until I could actually hear her heart breaking.

"I've lost everything Tiffany!" she cried out, I stopped but didn't turn around. "My parents are disgusted with me, my house and car have been sold, I have no job, my fucking dog has gone, living on the streets probably and I have no one. If you leave me...I have nothing left to live for" Her voice was so broken, defeated.

I sighed and turned around to see her head lowered in complete submission. I walked back up to her, stopping a few feet in front of her.

"Where are you living?" I asked softly. I may be pissed...but her vulnerability does something to me.

"At a motel" she replied. "I'll be on the streets in a few days though, my money is running out." She was completely humiliated to admit this to me and my heart couldn't help but clench. We stood in silence until I heard her sniff and her breath shudder.

"My father isn't particularly fond of you" I admitted, making her shake her head in shame. "But, I guess he'll have to deal with it."

She brought her head up to meet my eyes, they were glistening in the moonlight and I couldn't help but think she looked beautiful, that hadn't changed.

"Come on" I held out my hand and she took it after a slight hesitation, still it fit perfectly in mine but I chose not to interlock our fingers, that was too intimate. I closed my eyes as the electricity attacked my body again but I pulled her along on the way home. I was mad at her, but I couldn't leave her.