A Love Misplaced

[icebloqu]

awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

lol that was quick. buh it was a good chapter ! >< keeeep it up

[DeepSorrow]

Chapter 30:

 After about 20 minutes, my father came in time, just in case I might freeze to death. Shin – Ae also chose a very good timing to arrive. Where was she when I needed her?

 “Yong – Kyu!” her loud yelled pierce through the cold night. I turned to her with a dislike face. She looked from me to TaeHoon. “Who’s that?” she curiously asked.
 “Your dance mate.” I answer shortly. I think she’s smart enough to understand that. Turned to her, she formed an ‘o’ on her mouth and nodded. That kind of got me to remember a time when Shin Soo used to do that.
 Walking towards my father and the car, he also gave me a questioning look.
“A friend. I don’t know where he lives and he’s drunk. Do you mind?” I didn’t see any disproval, so I assume it was okay. It was a hard task trying to have Shin TaeHoon in the car while he was dead sleeping. And Shin – Ae isn’t even smart enough to help me, seeing this, she casually went to the front seat of the car and left me to get him in the car myself. In the end, my father had to come over and helped me. I’m going to kill Shin – Ae. She did this purposely.
 
The whole ride was quiet. I placed TaeHoon’s head on my shoulder. He looked so adorable when sleeping. I couldn’t help but giggle. It didn’t take long to get Shin – Ae to her house and ours. Arriving, I quickly got TaeHoon out while my dad park and lock the car. TaeHoon kept tilting whenever I tried to walk him. My father offered to help but I decline. I can do it myself. Though, with a little of difficulty. After successfully got him inside the house, I placed him on the couch and brought a blanket to cover him just in case he gets cold. My mother came down from the stairs and looked at us confusedly.
 “He’s a friend of mine.” I gave her a short answer. She nodded her head and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. We never talk much, but she’s a smart woman.
 “Go upstairs and rest. Tomorrow is your important day.” My father said and locked the house door. I looked at him then down to TaeHoon. “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of him.” I just nodded and left to upstairs. I hoped TaeHoon would wake up before the graduation starts tomorrow. It was a good thing it doesn’t starts till noon.


 The morning sun bright the whole room, reflecting into my eyes, making me wake up.
 I looked over at the clock and it reads 10: 45. I still have a lot of time before the graduation ceremony starts. Walking myself lazily to the washroom, I took off my dress and begin brushing my teeth. Yeah, I slept with the god damn dress. I was so tired last night, I didn’t bother taking it out. After brushing my teeth, I got myself a nice hot bath.
 Got out, I dried my hair and dig into my closet for something nice to wear. I chose out a Jean mini skirt with a black halter-top. Applied some lip-gloss, I grab a khaki coat and head downstairs. TaeHoon was still deep in his sleep. I wanted to wake him up, but I also didn’t want to ruin his good time. He looks so much like a baby when sleeping. I just want to pinch his cheeks. But I don’t think that’s a right thought. What the heck is wrong with me?
 

Chapter 31:

In the end, I chose not to wake him up. He looked tire anyway. After I was prepared with everything, I left the house and head to the car. I noticed I spent more time with my father now. We seem to always be together and he’s always taking me to school or driving me home. I enjoyed every moment of it. I felt like we were back to the old past. It’s a childish thought, but I like it.
 We head out to the road, being driven quietly. I turned to my father and he seemed happy or amused about something. I didn’t need to speak up, because he understood.
 
 “There’s something I want to ask you.” he said while concentrating on the road.
I looked, waiting for him to continue. “Is TaeHoon…taking interest in you?” I was pretty surprised by his question. I couldn’t even answer that myself. Does he? There’s been so many confusion between us. “I don’t know. Why?” I replied and asked. I’m curious why my father suddenly asked me that question. “He mumbled your name out last night while he was unconscious.” He was? But what would that do? What could change between us?
 “Oh.” I couldn’t think anything to say, and came up with that. I’m so clueless about my life. Full of confusions and problems. Our conversation had seemed to end. Once again, we were quiet. Faced ahead, I heard my father let out a low sigh. I turned to him, this time, a different expression replaced. He had that kind of face where it says ‘How do I say this?’ look. And he seems occupied in it too.

 “Yong – Kyu, there’s also something I want to tell you.” He said lowly with his head still stick to the road. I didn’t know why, but a weird feeling appear inside me.
 “I…I’m not really your father.” His voice was now quivering and I can sense the guiltiness in his voice. Time seems to stop between us. I sat quietly with all thoughts going around my mind while my hearts bumped from a slow motion to a fast motion by each second. Where did that come from?

 “What are you…saying?” I asked through a lump in my throat. He looked confused and depress but was clear of what he was saying. “You’re not my daughter, neither am I your father…” What is he saying? How could he say this? And where did all this come from?

 “What…what are you talking about?!” I asked through frustrated and confused thoughts. I couldn’t calm myself. How could I? This is ridiculous! “I understand you’re mad. But there’s nothing I can do. I’m sorry.” He quietly apologized, then continue, “There’s isn’t anything I can do to help you. But the truth was, we adopted you.”
Adopted? Adopted? I was fcuking adopted? ****. This is wrong. All of it. It was unfair to me. They didn’t tell me anything earlier and now out nowhere, this fairy tale came.
 What’s all this suppose to mean? I felt the urge to yell at someone right now, including my father. But I couldn’t. It wasn’t his fault. Neither was it anyone’s. There was no one that I could blame. No one.

 Chapter 32:

 After some while, I seemed to regain my thoughts. Though, at the moment, I’m still confused as someone would be. Turning to my father, I couldn’t do anything but looked at him straight in the face. I could tell he wanted to do the same, but he was afraid to.

 “Why are you telling me now?” I asked still looking at him. Without hesitating, he began answering me. “I don’t know. But I think it’s time you should know the truth…”
 he answered me straight. “Then…why do I look like her?” I could tell my father understand as who I’m referring to. “You should ask her.” He replied.
 Crazily laughing to myself, I turned back to the window. This is like a fairy tale. My life’s like a fairy tale. I wished I never had to know all this. Its just totally ridiculous. I wish it was all only a dream. But this is reality. A reality living in a fairy tale.

 My father drove without saying anything as I faced out to the window. Father? I don’t even know what to call him now. The car stopped to a red light. We waited quietly for the lights to turn. Soon, it turned green. I wanted to break this silence. But is it even necessary? Turning to my father, he made a right turn as I opened my mouth to say something but something stopped me.
 A truck sped forward us with a fast speed from the other side without even my father knowing it. I wanted to yell, to scream, anything. But there was nothing that can come out. A lump formed in my throat, preventing me from screaming or saying anything.
 Finally, I was able to say something, but it was too late.

 “Watch out!” was the only thing I could say before we were hit hard. Both of our head were hit. My father’s head hit his steering wheel and mine hit the window glass by my side, causing it to shatter. I could feel the truck use full speed at us without stopping as it pushes us till there’s no end to stop. I made a small turn with pain and saw my father had already fell unconscious with blood tripping out from his forehead. I could also felt my head bleed by the side. We were rolling and rolling and rolling and it seems to never stop. The car was jammed up and so was us. A surprise I’m still conscious in a state like this. I begin to feel the car made a final rise, making me feel flutter. In a second, the car made a hard last jolt. I feel myself lying upside down in the car and was thrown out from the front window. I made a hard roll and bump hard down to the road. My father is still in the car, and I know it. I can feel the pain spreading all over my body as my head felt wet. I see blood everywhere. I see my father, the car. But not the truck. Who was it? Who was it? Everything seems to stop, and time seems to have frozen. A woman’s scream can be heard from the cold weather, piercing in the air. I feel light. I feel cold. My vision became blurry and blurrier as each second pass by. I can see people were scattering around me with a frighten face. Soon, I fell into a complete darkness. And I know it won’t be easy to find a way out of it. Last thing I heard was “Somebody call an ambulance!”

[iamsars]

O_o shes gonna die? or is it just her "father"?

[amikimmi]

oh no!! why did this had to happen?

[icebloqu]

damn i missed out again, sorry ! ><
but that was .. sad. but it was a good chapter ! pls update soon ... ^^b

[DeepSorrow]

Thanks for still supporting me guys!! I really appreciate it. I know I'm not a good writer, but you guys still bear with me. Anyways, I'm almost done with this fanfix, but I'll be starting new one after this.

Chapter 33:

 I moved and moved and moved with light passing in front of my eyes in a blur. Voices were next to my ears, but it felt so distant from me. Everything is a blur. I closed my eyes, trying to forget the pain. It was indescribable. Spreading over my body, trying to consume me. I’m going die. Right?



“Yong-Kyu,”

“Yong-Kyu.”

“Yong-Kyu. Time to wake up now.”

I hear faint voices. But I can’t find my way out. I can’t. Where am I? It’s so dark. I can’t see where I’m going. “Yong-Kyu. Follow my voice. Don’t be afraid, just open your eyes.” I can hear the voice again. It sounds so familiar…father…is that you?
 “Father?” I called out to no one but darkness. “Open your eyes.” The soft voice whispered back. Who is it? “Just open your eyes. Don’t be afraid.” Don’t be afraid… But I can’t. I can’t see anything.
 Slowly, I open my eyes to found myself at a beach. This place looked so familiar.

 “Daddy, daddy! Look what I found!” I followed the voice and found a little girl holding a purple seashell, showing it to her father. She looked cute and so bubbly. She looked familiar. “Wow, that’s a beautiful seashell you found there, Yong-Kyu!” the man exclaimed and carried his daughter with both hands and hung her up to the air. He called her Yong-Kyu..he called her Yong-Kyu…
 The soft giggle echo through my ears…I moved my legs and walked towards them. I wanted to hug my father. Approach them, I let out my hand and touch my father on the shoulder, but he suddenly vanished. I could still hear the little girl’s giggle…me…echo in my ears. But soon, the echo vanished, together with everything. Looking around, I found myself surrounded with nothing but pitch black in front of my eyes, again. It was a sad dream. It was only a sad, sad dream…




 A sound of music came to a distant from my ears. I couldn’t see anything but a soft voice, singing and echoing deep in my mind. It was sorrowful and heartbreaking. The hurt in the person’s voice, the wavering in the song..it was indeed sorrowful. I kept listening to the song. In a world of darkness, I can still feel the presence of it. Singing and crying to me. I can feel my heart aching inside and out.
 Something felt missing, what was it? The coldness in my body…I couldn’t feel anything…
 A warm hand held onto mine, caressing it. Then…it felt wet. As if a drop of water…or tears… fell into the palm of my hand, like the core of my heart. The warmth was now surrounding me. I feel warm…

 “Did you like that song, Yong – Kyu?” That voice…it was so familiar, but who was it?
“I picked that song out for you. I don’t know if you like it, but I thought it reminded me a lot of you, so I practice singing it, then when I’m here, I can sing it to you, while you’re…sleeping.”
 He sounded hurt. He sounded sorrow. He sounds like he wanted to cry. But he held it in.
 “Open your eyes, Yong – Kyu. You sleep too much. Wake up.” Is this another dream?
I couldn’t hear anything, anymore. I couldn’t hear any voice, nor was the song. Silence fell into my ears. In a long moment, I felt numb. No one was by my side. But then…there it was…I felt something soft touching my lips. It was warm and genuine, yet, it also feels like a dream.
 Is this a dream, or reality? But if reality, then where am I?




 White lights shines above as I open my eyes. It was blinding me. Trying to adjust to light was hard. Blinking and closing, I kept that procedure until I was able to see clearly. The pain…I can feel it. It was aching my body all over, yet a part of it did not hurt that much either. Trying sitting myself up was a hard task. My ribs hurt, my arm hurts, my head hurts. And I have no freaken idea why. But of course, its obvious I’m in the hospital. I wouldn’t be here for any reason if no **** were to happen to me. I felt a tug at my arm, as if someone was holding it. Turned, I saw a figure sitting on a chair next to me, with a head on the edge of my bed, and both arms holding into mine. It was a figure I recognize, but couldn’t put my fingers into it. I let out a small smile towards the person, and slightly trying to move my arm away, but cause a distraction, which had woke him up. Slowly and tiredly, he lifts his head up to reveal Shin TaeHoon. He looked so fragile, so pale and skinny. As if he hadn’t eaten anything all months. I couldn’t recognize him at all until I took a second glance. Staring at him in confusion while I see he could almost be on tears.
 Looking at me in shock, without saying a word, but a part of it shows happiness as it was revealed in his eyes. I sat on my bed with my arms still on his, and staring at him with a blank look. He suddenly stood up, in a slow motion, but that still got me off guard, almost making me jump. Letting go of my hands, he advance and sat on my bed, without me knowing it, he pulled me into a warm embrace. I could feel a quiet movement, like he was crying. Jeez…I’m not dead yet you know. He hugged me, and harder this time, as if afraid I would be gone. I didn’t hug back, but still stayed in his arms without resisting. It felt soothing anyways. We stayed in that position for a very long time, and I know it, because my legs feel numb. I tried to break free, but something tells me not to. Closing my eyes, I rested my chin on his shoulder. Then I felt a movement next to my face. He slowly moved his arms from my back, with his face next to mine. It felt tickle, but I tried not to laugh. Something soft touched my cheek. It felt like a…kiss. I turned to him in surprise without saying anything and looked at him straight in the eyes. He looked back tenderly with a slight of tears in his eyes, then position his eyes down to my lips. Less than a second, I felt his lips touch mine. It feels funny to even think about this, now that I remember, he attempted to kiss me two times, but he seems to always failed. I guess third times always a luck. I’m becoming someone I shouldn’t be. Am I sporting TaeHoon while JinHwa is not here? But I don’t even know if JinHwa even cares. Confusions was all that happens between us. Every moment is an unanswered, even the times we kiss. The only thing I know was we shared two kisses in one night. But what becomes of us? What’s going to change? This soft touch reminds me of a time. The times when I was still sleeping. I have felt this touch before. This sensation…it was sweet and soft. A pair of hands held softly into my head and embrace us together even closer. I didn’t tried breaking away, or resisting it. I don’t know what I should I do. He moved his lips from mine and kissed my cheek again. Facing me, he let out a small satisfaction smile, then brush my hair with his gentle hand. He tucked my hair behind my earlobes and stood up.

 “I’m going to call the doctor.” Was what he only said before walking out to the door, still having that smile. Now, what the hell just happened?


Chapter 34:

“She’s making good progress. Surprise she woke up already. Many patient would take a year or more to be conscious again, especially with a hard impact on the head like that.” The doctor said to TaeHoon while looking at me. “Seems like her blood clot has been dissolved. That’s a good thing. Or she wouldn’t gain consciousness so quickly.” He turned back to TaeHoon, the continued, “Besides that, she only have has a broken arm, 2 broken ribs, and that head injury. But now to worry, everything is fine now.” He stated casually and made some checks on the clipboard then left with the nurse. Looking back at TaeHoon, he came over and sat on a small couch.

 “How long was I out?” I’m curious. And the doctor made it sound so…unimportant, but I sure feels like it is, because my body still aching all over.
 I feel everything has changed, just by looking at TaeHoon, or he could probably lost his appetite, that’s why he looked so skinny. Looking straight at him, he had his head down. “About a year.” He replied. No. Fcuking. Way.
 “What?” I asked unbelievable and shot out of my bed. He looked at me, nodding his head, but I just stared at him as if he was crazy. His expression started to change. “That year…it was the hardest time for me. I had wished you would wake up sooner. I came here everyday…watching you sleeping…you looked so beautiful when you’re sleeping. I guess god heard my prayer…and you woke up…here with me.” I remained quiet while listening to him. I was pretty speechless by now. I couldn’t think of anything to say to him. Soon, his lips thin out into a small chuckle, or a smile. “And…I stole a…kiss from you.” Now, that kind of got me startled. Still, I remained quiet, waiting for him to continue. Actually, that got me to remember something. I did felt something soft touching my lips while I was unconscious. I let out a small smile, without him noticing. He lifts his head and looked at me tenderly still having that smile on him. I looked as he approach towards where I’m standing.

 “I hope you’re not angry.” He said and brush my hair while still smiling. I slowly shook my head. “No. No, I’m not.” I replied and put my head down. “I was worried…you would never wake up again…” he lowly said and hugged me. His warm sensation traveling down to my body. He looks so fragile. Was it because of me?
 “…But I did…” I stated and picked my arms up, wrapping his back. He softly kisses me on the head and held me tighter. Then…something crossed my mind.

 “Where’s my father?”


Chapter 35:

I didn’t know whether I should cry or scream or do anything. I couldn’t move and I couldn’t breathe, yet, I could feel tears were burning in my eyes. TaeHoon wouldn’t lie to me. He couldn’t. Could he? It’s not true…

 “You’re lying.”

 I stayed quiet the whole time while the was telling me the story. My heart was beating like a thousand miles each second. The tears wouldn’t stop flowing…it wouldn’t stop burning my eyes. He died…my father had died. He left me behind…

 “I’m sorry…” TaeHoon sadly replied. I couldn’t do anything but shook my head. The tears were attempting to escape my eyes, but I won’t let it. Because if I do…that means I accept the fact that my father had already died. No. It’s not true. It can’ be. All I could do was shake my head, until I couldn’t anymore. TaeHoon softly pulled me into his embrace and hold me tightly. It was now my turn to play the fragile role.

 “No…” I quietly said under my soft sob. Closing my eyes, I rest myself in his embrace. I want to forget. I want to forget everything. But I couldn’t. How could I? What about my mother? What happened to her? Would she cry? Would she scream? What would she do?
 So many questions linger on my head, but none of them seems to be answered. What could I do now? Why do I feel like it’s my fault? Everything… is it because of me?
 TaeHoon softly brush my hair while trying to get my emotions calm. Everything is full of confusion. What should I do now? Why did he died and I didn’t? It’s unfair. He may not be my real father, but in my heart, I will always love him. Yeah, it sounds corny, but it’s the truth. And it’s surprising I can still think like that at this state. But what was I suppose to do? Cry and scream? Yell at everyone and blame them for everything? That won’t be bad. Unless there is only someone.
 My eyes felt tired and sting. I want to sleep. I want to forget everything. Slowly closing my eyes, I softly rest my head on TaeHoon’s shoulder. He felt so warm, and so comfortable…

[amikimmi]

that's so sad....awwww....it's more sad than my story...you are mpt a horrible writer...you are better than me!! ^^

[iamsars]

wow a yr?!?!?! o_o i thought he woulda said a couple yrs or months >.>

hope u post soon

[icebloqu]

^ lol so did i
but that aside, all i gotta say is - SNIFFFFFFFF ~ so emotional TT_TT
but ur a really good writer ^^ especially wen it comes to describing =D pls post soon ! *sniff

[DeepSorrow]

Thanks for still reading everyone! And thanks for all the comment. I really do hope you all enjoy reading this!

Chapter 36:
   
I was released from the hospital two weeks later. TaeHoon came to pick me up. He has been staying by me ever since. He helped me with everything, and he came here
everyday. I didn’t know how I should react towards him now, after that kiss we shared. Not to mention JinHwa is also part of the story. This is really cliché.

 “Thanks.” I said as TaeHoon opened the car door for me. I sat on the back seat while he came around and enter the car. He starts the engine and drove us away from the hospital. I sat quietly and watched the view from the window. Sometimes, I would turn around and looked at TaeHoon from the rearview mirror, and I could see his eyes looking back at me from it. I didn’t want to come home yet. There’s somewhere I want to go first.

 “Take me to my father.” I quietly said still having my eyes fixed to the window. He didn’t say anything but continued to drive. Butterflies are coming back, I can feel my stomach fluttering. A year, yet, it feels like its only been yesterday…
 
 It didn’t take long before we arrived at the cemetery. It was surprising how TaeHoon knew this place so well. I guess he must’ve attended my father’s funeral. I stepped out of the car with TaeHoon leading me to my father’s grave. When we got to the destination, we stopped on our tracks. I could clearly see his face on the tombstone. It was one of his old picture, he seemed so happy. Tears were beginning to sting my eyes again. I tried to resist it, but it seems the endless tears would never stop.
 Kneeling down on one leg, I looked clearly at his face. He was smiling. He was smiling at me. I touched picture and outline it. Moving my fingers down to his name, I touched it tenderly. I had forgotten to brought the flowers for you today…I’ll bring it next time, ok?
 The tears wanted to fall, and it succeeded. I couldn’t resist it anymore, because this is real. This is the truth. He’s no longer here with me…but he’s somewhere…somewhere that is more peaceful, more better and where he can watch over me…




 I stepped out of the car, staring at nothing lifelessly. I felt weak. My body was moving by itself. It was tilting to one side as I tried holding onto something for support. My legs were too weak and fragile, it wouldn’t walk. Swaying to one side, I almost lost my balance, but someone came in time just before I landed on my ass.

 “Be careful, you’re still weak.” He grabbed my hand while said worriedly. I’m not weak. But the truth can’t be denied. I was hurt and weak, inside and out. Emotionally and physically. He helped me stood up and walked me to my house. He even knows where I live. Jeez…has he been stalking me? Ok, this is no time for joke.
 I quietly opened the doorknob to hear nothing but silence. That’s no surprise. But then…this time, it felt different. A weird atmosphere surrounded the house, making it feel so cold and lifeless. TaeHoon and I stepped into the quiet house to see a woman sitting on the couch, holding a picture frame. She touched the glass frame and smile with a tear fell from her eyes. She was my mother. The person who never seems to bother anything about me. The person who never gave me a glance whenever I’m home. The person who always have negligence towards me. But now, it was different. I’m no longer her daughter. She is no longer my mother. We are now strangers. But strangers that lived together for almost nineteen years. And for the first time, she took a glance at me.

 “Yong – Kyu…” she said and glanced up. She looked so weak and vulnerable. I wanted to come over and hug her like I never did before. But could I do that? “Mother…” I whispered her name out while looking at her. She looked so pale and thin. TaeHoon still had his hand on my arms, supporting me, as I tried to walk. We sat down on the couch together and looked at my mother.

 “Thank you, TaeHoon. For always helping her. And us…” She sincerely said and looked down. This is a wrong time to ask this. But I’m desperate for the truth.
 “I want to know something. And the truth.” I paused then continued, “I’m not your daughter. Who am I?” I finished and looked at her straight in the eyes. She seems hesitant but remained still. “Your father had told you before he died?” she asked. I just nodded my head in return. She stayed quiet for a while, then start. “Well……”


Chapter 37:

 18 years ago, my mother gave birth to me. Her name was Hye-Jin, while my not biological mother is Hye-Kyo. They were twin sisters. My mother died when I was born. She lost too much blood while giving birth to me. She chose out my name as Yong – Kyu. I have no idea what it means, but that’s my name. When she was pregnant, she was only 19. The idea of her getting pregnant so early kind of hit me hard. Especially knowing it was my own mother. That explains why I looked like this lady when she’s not even my birth mother. They were twins. As for my father, god knows where he is.

 “This is the picture of them that I found.” My mother said and hand me a picture. Yeah, I don’t even know what to call her anymore. Should I call her my aunty or mother? Though, I would prefer mother. I’ve been calling her this ever since I know how to talk. But I don’t think it’s even important at this moment.
 I looked at the picture she handed me and saw a couple. One was a man, while the other was like a younger version of my mother who is sitting in front of me right now. But it’s obvious the woman in the picture is my real mother. She looked beautiful. Smiling and happy as if she was enjoying the moment of her life. The man, he had the same eyes as me. It was hazel. He looked Irish or something, not to mention handsome also. Yet, in a way, it was different. His eyes…it was filled with passion and love.
 
“Your mother met him when she was on a trip to study in America. That, is what I heard. From her mouth.” She paused. “The moment she met him, they were in love. It didn’t take long for them to get to know each other. They had fun, laughing, smiling, and they were inseparable. But…things had to change. It was later revealed that he was engage to another woman before he met her. Heart broken, she went back to Korea by herself. As for that man, it’s obvious he married that woman.” She stopped with a depress look.
 “Every night, she would cry in her sleeps. I could hear the weeps of her next to my room. I wanted to help her, comfort her, but I don’t know how. Your mother was different from me. We’re identical, but different. She was always the one smiling while I was always the serious one. I’m younger and she’s older, but at times, it makes me feel like as if I was the older one more.” By now, she had a little smile on her face, but it soon changed. “Later, I found out she was pregnant. We didn’t have any parents, it was only us. We worked and supported each other. She was afraid how she was going to be able to support you with such little money that we have. But she didn’t give up. She carried you for 10 months until you were born. That time, I met your father…” she looked like she can be on tears but tried hard to keep it in. “He was a nice and gentle man. He knew about your mother, and helped us greatly when we had a hard time. Until you were born, your mother save her last breath to name you, she also asked us to take care of you. Of course, I couldn’t say no. After your mother’s funeral, I was married to your father two years later. And that time, you were already two.” Her face looked more depress now than it ever is. She shot her head up and look into my eyes. “I know of the way I have been treating you. I was an irresponsible mother. I didn’t give you the things that you need from a family. But there’s a side to it…” I waited for her to continue. From the corner of my eyes, I can see TaeHoon glancing at me, then turned back. “When you were three, I was pregnant. Your father and I was very happy. We were expecting our first-born. I was two months pregnant, and my stomach was on the process of growing. Then…one day I took you to a park. I didn’t know if I had been dazing out, but when I glanced up, I couldn’t see you anymore. I became frantic. I searched everywhere for you. I called your father and told him the news. Together we went and searched for you. I didn’t pay attention to anything only of searching for you, but…” The tears were falling from her eyes, but she still kept a strong face. “…I tripped and fell hard to the ground….and my stomach…it started to hurt. I tried sitting and saw blood coming out from my pants. I was scared and I didn’t know what to do. Your father came to my side with you. He had somehow found you, and I don’t know how, but he did. Soon…I was taken to the hospital. My baby…my baby…they couldn’t save my baby. The doctor said I have a miscarriage and couldn’t have anymore children from now on because of my weak health. I was devastated, and I wanted to die. It was painful. I was angry, mad, frustrated. Then…a you came to my mind. It was you, it was your fault.” She stopped abruptly. I faced her with my heart beatings in a fast pace. “I know it wasn’t right to blame you for it. You were so small, you don’t know anything. But I couldn’t help it. I was blinded by my anger. And it was wrong…I have caused all this to happen…” I watched her cried as she finished. What should I say? What should I do? I wanted to comfort her…but I don’t think she needed it. She’s strong and a part of me knows she still kept that incident in her heart. I stood up with TaeHoon on my side.

 “Thanks for everything, but you’re tired. You should rest. Go home.” I quietly said. He looked at me worriedly but nodded and left out to the door. I faced back at the person who had taken care of me for 19 years, but also hated me for what had happen to her.
 She was sobbing while holding tightly onto the picture frame. There’s not anything I can do for her at this moment. I walked up to the stairs, but stop half way.

 “Its not your fault. It’s no one. It’s fate.” She looked up to me and I smiled at her slightly, then left up to my room.



Chapter 38:

I turn the doorknob and opened the door. The scent filled my nose. I can still smell his scent. It was lingering around in this room. The afternoon sun slice through the curtain, sending a shade of light. I stepped toward a large picture frame, of my father and mother. It was during their wedding. They both were young. Beautiful and handsome. A nice made couple. Approaching closer, I reach out my hand and touch the picture. I outlined his face with a sting on my eyes. The tears were coming back. I couldn’t help it. And I couldn’t accept the fact that he had gone…he had already left us. I slid down to the wall and hold myself. Lowering my head down into my arms, I cried like I have never before. The tears were flowing endlessly. I made soft weep and cried silently to myself. This is the only thing that I can do now.

 Opened my eyes tiredly and got up. I must have been sleeping here while stupidly crying to myself. Shaking my head, I got out of the room and went to mine. I feel so dirty, and I need a good bath. Undress myself in my room, I left to the washroom. Everything is the same, yet, it doesn’t feel the same. The hot water tenderly washed over my skin, easing me. I haven’t had a good bath in a long time. Right? ****. That’s…so not me. I can barely live without having a bath for 1 day. But this is a year we’re talking about here. Holy crap. Let’s hope the nurse had at least clean my body. Well, they did, I mean they’re supposed to, right?
 I got out and dress myself in a robe without bothering to even dry my hair. My stomach was growling but I seemed to have lost all my strength to even do anything right now. Plopping myself to bed, I close my eyes and enter dreamland. Is there such thing as dreamland?

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Thanks guys. Oh yeah, by the way, this fic is almost done. If you guys want, I'm posting most of the chapters till the end. I havent wrote the last chapter, well, this is all.

Chapter 39:

 Memories were flowing around my head as I stared up and the ceiling lifelessly. 5: 30 and it was still dark with a shade of light from the sun. I just had another dream. A dream of my father. So many thoughts linger around my head. I see every face, every person. For a moment, I stared into the ceiling, then abruptly stood up from my bed. I went straight to the bathroom and did my morning routine, the chose out a jean with a black tank top and together with a black sweater. I glanced at the clock to see it reads 6: 15. Turned back, I grab some money from the drawer and slip on my shoe then head downstairs. Small clanking noise can be heard from downstairs. Approaching, I saw my mother preparing breakfast. I felt awkward around her even more now that I know she is not my mother. Should I say something?

 “Morning.” My voice echo around the quiet house. She turned to face me with no expression but soon her lips thin out into a small smile. I return the gesture and head for the door.

 “Aren’t you going to have some breakfast?” she asked sincerely. I turn around and shook my head. “There’s somewhere I want to go first. But thanks.” She looked at my as I head out to the door. The fresh wind blew my face. It wasn’t too hot or too cold. It was perfect.
 I headed out to the street of Seoul. People were busily walking by, cars were honking, traffic are slow, the morning start of everyone’s lives.
This world is big, but there seems to be no place for me…
 I passed by a coffee shop, the scent of it flowing through my nose. This was the shop that I had once spotted Yang Ho Gyung with Kang Shin Soo here. Now that I mention them, I haven’t seen Shin – Ae in a long time. I missed her. Stopping in my tracks, I headed in, to see many people in line, waiting for their orders. I was not a patient person back then, and I’m not now. Turn around, I made my way out, but someone’s voice calling to me.
 
 “Yong – Kyu?” I looked around through the crowds of people, but couldn’t see anyone.
“Yong – Kyu!” the voice was calling to me again. I tried turning to the direction of the voice to see Jung JinHwa. I was surprise and startle at the same time. It’s been a year, but it just feels like yesterday to me. The moment we spent our time, the kisses that we share that night at the dance. Everything…it felt just like yesterday. And still, he looks the same, handsome and sophisticated as always.

 “JinHwa?” I surprisingly called out his name. He approached me with a smile, as if he hasn’t seen me in years, which of course is true. “When did you…?” he asked but seems to hesitate, like he was too surprise to even say anything. I guess he knew about me.
 “Two weeks ago.” I answered, knowing what he wanted to ask. He just nodded his head, and turn to smile at me again. “It’s been long…”he lowly stated. It was now my turn to nod. “Yeah.” I replied. We were quiet for a moment, then he spoke up again. “What do you want? My treat.” He offered with a wink. I couldn’t help but let out a little smile. He did the same. He ordered while I sat on a table and waited. About 5 minutes later, we got what we wanted. I sat looking out on a window while sipping on the hot coffee. I could see JinHwa looking at me from the corner of my eyes.

 “What are you so occupied about?” I turned to look at him but didn’t say anything, and shook my head. “Nothing.” I replied, turning my head back to the window. He didn’t say anything afterwards and kept quiet. “How’s Shin – Ae?” somehow, she just appeared in my head. “She’s…left to America.” He replied lowly. “Why?” I asked still calm. “To study. After she graduated, her parents wanted her to leave. She didn’t want to, but they forced her. Before she left...she did came to see you.” I’m disappointed. But I’m more sad, knowing that she left, without even me having a chance to see her…
 That means only Kang Shin Soo remains here. I put my head down and outline the cup with my fingers in a circular motion. “I see.” Again, we were quiet. Then…I thought of something. “There’s somewhere I want to go, you might want to leave.” I said and got up. He looked at me from the table with a curious face. “It’s nothing, I just wanted to visit someone.” I replied. He just slowly nodded his head and smile at me. “Be careful.” I looked at him and smile, then picked up my feet to leave.

 

 Chapter 40:

I stopped in my tracks and face the tombstone. The wind blew across my face as I looked at the picture closely and carefully. “I brought flowers for you this time. I didn’t know what kind you would like so I just chose it out randomly, hope you would like it.” I said and placed the flowers next to the tombstone. I touch the carved name on the stone and smile at the picture. “I’ll be going now. But I’ll come back sometime to see you, ok?” I got up and leave. Each step I took seems to take forever. My legs wouldn’t want to move. But I want to. I didn’t want to stay there any longer with each moment of my heart aching. I didn’t want to start and cry in front of him. I’m going to be strong. I took my last glance and fasten my pace. Soon, the cemetery was out of my site, and so was him…

 
 Why do I feel like someone is following me? I turned around to see no one. There were only random people walking by. Don’t tell me I’m becoming paranoid. Jeez. Or maybe its just me…I feel so weak and so lifeless now. So many things happened. I don’t know what to do anymore. Why am I such a weak person now?
 I seemed to walk lifelessly with no destination. Turning my head, I saw something. The club. It was the one that Shin – Ae and I came. And it was my first time too. I still remember all the incidents that happened here. When TaeHoon and I dance together, when that horny pervert hit on me, when Shin – Ae brought me and left me. I was still mad about that time but never told her about it. Thinking about this had somehow brought a little smile to my face. Taking my steps forward, I once again enter the club.
 
 Surprising how this time of the day seems to be more peaceful. There weren’t much people around, just some sitting and drinking to themselves, while others just relax and doing their own stuff. I came by a stool and sat on it. This was the same one in the place that I once had sat on.

 “What would you like miss?” the bartender asked politely with a smile. This guy was a different one from the last time that I had seen. Maybe they work on different hours.
 “Could I get a bottle of …wine?” I didn’t know when I start on wanting to drink this kind of stuff, but for now, I just want to get drunk. “Be right back.” He said and left. I sat and waited while examining around. Looking at the right, I saw a figure sitting at a table, with his back facing me. He looked familiar. I got up and tried going to the guy, but someone’s voice stopped me.

 “Hello sexy.” Turning back, I face an unfamiliar figure. Forget good looking, he was incredibly attractive. In some way, he reminded me of a celebrity figure. He had smooth light tan skin, attractive smile, and nice bone structure. I looked at him with no expression while he was still smiling at me. “May I get you something?” he asked politely. I looked at him weirdly and arch one of my eyebrows. “It’s ok.” I awkwardly said and turned back to the figure but he disappeared. Darn it. Turning back to the guy, I gave him a slight glare, at the same time, the bartender got my order. I didn’t know if I had become too paranoid or what, but there was a weird look between the bartender and the guy. They were glancing at each other slightly, but the look in bartender’s eyes got me suspicious.

 “Your order, miss.” He said with a different smile this time, as if it was a fake one. Not so natural. I looked at him as he left, still taking weird glances at the guy next to me. Don’t tell me he’s gay. Why are there so many gay guys these days? God, it’s giving me shivers. Shook out my thoughts, I moved my seat to the next stool. And he followed me. He must be a dog who needs an owner. Am I being too mean?

 “You’re drinking…wine?” he asked, looking at the bottle. I ignored him and take a sip then lower my bottle down. I didn’t like the taste of this ****. It’s bitter and sour at the same time. Bleh.

 “This your first time?” he asked again. I guess he must have seen the look on my face. I didn’t say anything in response, but he still nodded. In one gulp, I drank down all the wine. It was burning my throat. I can feel the heat traveling down on my body then my cheeks. The guy was talking nonsense next to my ears, but I seem to have been out. Everything started to feel blurry for some reason.

 “Do you feel…tired?” he asked casually with an amuse smile plaster on his face while looking at me. I turned to him, trying to get my visions straight. I didn’t know if it was the alcohol, but he seemed so much hotter under my blur visions. The smiles, the gesture, and god, I can’t believe I’m thinking of that in this situation. I’m being paranoid, but I was sure I’m right on this one.

 “What the hell was in the drink?” I asked showing a hint of angry, while trying to stay awake. “Ooh, I don’t know that. You’re going to have to ask the bartender. But I’m afraid you won’t even have the chance.” He answered still smiling amusedly at me. I was growing angry, but I couldn’t stay awake for long, because soon, I would lose strength and collapse. ****. What did he want from me? My sight were getting blurrier and blurrier, yet, I can still see and hear the mischievous smile from that dickhead stranger. But it was getting fainter from my ears. Then…I feel light, and uncontrollable, with my body tilting to one side and collapse from the stool. But a hand held me tightly by the side of my waist, preventing me from falling.

 “Tsk, tsk, you wouldn’t want that pretty face of yours to be ruined. And so would I.”
 I looked up heavily to see it was the stranger holding on to me, still having that sly smile.
 “Bastard.” I said one last time before blacking out on his chest. Hmm…his cologne smells good.

 
 
 Chapter 42:

The beatings of my heart drum loudly in my ears, as I search for a way out of it. It was getting louder and louder and banging into my ears without stopping. Then in a sudden, my body shook slightly and I opened my eyes. But I couldn’t see anything. It was pitch black in front of me. It was then I realize I was being blindfolded. Not only that, but I was stupidly tied to a chair. I wiggle and tried to get out of its grasp, but of course, its not possible. Why am I even wasting my strength?

 “What the hell do you want?” I asked out of darkness, half-hoping someone is there.
 “Seems like our princess woke up.” I recognize the voice. It was that bastard. I was angry, but I kept calm. “What do you want with me?” I asked. He let out an amused chuckle. “Oh no, it’s not me that wants you. It’s someone else.” He answered. I’m becoming curious. “Who?” I asked again. There seems to be silent. I waited for him to answer, but nothing came out. He let out a little sigh, and spoke up, but was interrupt by someone. “My, aren’t you a curious one.” This was a different guy, and I clearly recognize his voice, though I couldn’t figure out who it was at the moment. Footsteps were heard, as if he just waked in. But not just one, two. I heard two footsteps. The other one sounds weaker, as if it belonged to a girl. Then I heard a slight muffle next to my right. There was also someone next to me, and it was a guy, by the sound of his voice.

 “Unfold them.” I heard the second guy said. Footsteps walked towards me and a hand reach to untie the cloth in front of my eyes. The visions were blurry as I tried blinking my eyes to adjust it. My hands were still tied together. The place was dark with barely any light escaping in. There was only a small light bulb hung on top of where I’m sitting.
I heard a slight ruffle noise and turn to my right to see Shin TaeHoon, also being tied up to a chair while a guy wearing black suit tried to untie the piece of cloth in his eyes. After his eyes were free, he glances around until his eyes caught mine.

 “Yong-Kyu?” he asked and looked at me confusedly. I could see some slight bruises by his lips and across his forehead, like someone has beaten him up, but not fatal.
 “What are you doing here?” I asked TaeHoon. He opened his mouth but was interrupted.
 “He seems to love you too much, and decide to follow around. It was a pity. He could’ve save you.” We turned to the voice, and I could’ve sworn, my eyes almost fell out of my socket. There stood straight at us was Kang Shin Soo, the person who had a huge grudge against me, the person who was Shin TaeHoon’s best friend since childhood. I looked at him in disbelief and arch both of my eyebrows up, while TaeHoon looked at him confusedly and angrily. The view was dark, but we could still make out that it was definitely Kang Shin Soo. He approach closer to where the light shines through. It was him. Behind, was someone who I unexpectedly thought of also. Yang Ho Gyung.
 Damn it! They were both a part in this. Not to mention that stranger dude that kidnapped me. Kang Shin Soo dressed formally in suits, and neatly spiked his hair, as if he was a rich businessman, except the fact he was young. For Yang Ho Gyung, she was in jeans, but with a red silk shirt, and a pair of heels, with her hair flowing down, making her look sexy and sophisticated. They can be mafia. Right?



Chapter 43:

 “Why?” TaeHoon choked out his words. I can tell he was confuse, but more, hurt.
 “No reason. You weren’t supposed to be a part of this. She,” he paused and looked at me, “is my target. But you love her too much, and decided to follow her around. It was your fault. ” He finished. I listen to their conversation amusedly, but I still haven’t forgot I was here. And I’m angry. It explains why I felt someone was following me, even the times in the club where I saw a figure. It was him. I remembered now, it was him. He sat with his back facing me, yet I could still find him recognizable. And he’s stuck here in the middle of this is because of me. If something were to happen to him, who would forgive me? How could I forgive myself? But they were former friends. Shin Soo wouldn’t hurt TaeHoon. Right?

 “We are childhood friends, I don’t want to hurt you. I never intended to get you here.
 I could let you go, but if you were to report to the police, I would have to sacrifice the girl you love. And you wouldn’t want that. Would you?” He talked causally as if it wasn’t important of what he just said. He was trying to use me and threaten TaeHoon. ‘Threaten’ was a mean word to use towards a friend, so he used me as a deal. If I die or not, it was up to TaeHoon. But a person like Shin Soo wouldn’t let me go so easily. I was like a piece of meat, lay and ready to be chopped. Even if he wouldn’t kill me, he’ll find a way to have fun with me, and there was no doubt about that. Any movement from TaeHoon wouldn’t make a difference.

 “What do you want from her?” TaeHoon asked angrily. Shin Soo was still smiling crookedly. He turned to me. “I just want to have a little fun, that’s all.” He said and traces my jaw with his fingers. I angrily glared at him and wiggle my head trying to get his dirty hand off my face.

 “Get your hands off her!” TaeHoon yelled madly. He roughly moved around his chair to get closer to me, but is only pinned down by the guard. Shin Soo look over to TaeHoon and smile mischievously. Without both of us knowing, he slapped me hard across the face. I was dizzy and startled at the moment. A weird liquid formed in my mouth and begin dripping down by the corner. I see blood. My tongue began to felt sting. My tongue is injured. I weakly lift up my head to meet another slap. This time, even harder. My jaw hurt, and my head hurts. I was pissed at the moment, but I was too weak to even show it.

 “Stop it! You’re hurting her!” TaeHoon’s yelled echo into my ears. I tiredly lift my head with stain of blood on my lips to my chin. I glance around to see there were at least 3 guards all dress in black, total of 8 people, including me, TaeHoon, Shin Soo, Ho Gyung and the guy that kidnapped me. He didn’t look like a decent guy, but he didn’t looked bad either. I don’t know why he was helping Kang Shin Soo to capture me. I looked straight at the stranger while he did the same. With no expression, he looked at me carelessly, but from far away, I can see the guilt and pity in his eyes. Now he’s feeling sorry for me? I advert my gaze to Yang Ho Gyung, even she has a pity look towards me. I was angry with everyone. They plotted to capture me here, and now they feel sorry for me. How absurd.
I look over to Shin Soo and see him looking at TaeHoon, expressing his face innocently. “But…that’s what I’m trying to do.” He raised his hand again for another strike but was stopped by TaeHoon.

 “Stop! Please?” TaeHoon was now on the soft side and making himself look pathetic in order to save me. He was wasting his time, and his breath. Shin Soo looked from TaeHoon then me and walk away. Taking off his coat, he rolled up his white sleeve.
 One of the guards went up to the stranger and hand him a mini suitcase and opened it. I’m guessing it was money, and plenty. The guy look at it carelessly but still took it, then left. He glance at me one last time before he left. There was guiltiness in his looks. I can see it clearly. The guards opened the door and in a second closed it back again. Kang Shin Soo was taking his time and talking to some of the guard with Yang ho Gyung, using this time, I sneak over to TaeHoon.

“Hey.” I said quietly. “You ok?” TaeHoon asked worriedly and looking at my cheeks. I look around carefully for any movement. “I’m fine.” I answered hurriedly still having my eyes fix around them. “I don’t know why he would do this to you.” He said sadly. I look over to him and let out a little smile. “It’s ok. But I think I know to answer to it. For now, lets find a way to get out of here.” TaeHoon nodded his head with his head also glancing around. Then I remembered something. “You see that door where the guard stood by it?”
 I asked with my eyes gazing around the door. It was the same door that the stranger had exited to. It didn’t look like it was locked, but it also didn’t look like it was easy to open. Seems like it was made out of metal, that’s why there was two guards standing by it. But in order to get there, we have to surpass all the guards first, then Yang Ho Gyung and Kang Shin Soo.

 “I don’t think it can be easily open.” TaeHoon answered and squint his eyes for a better view. His answer agreed to what I have thought. “You want to take a chance?” I asked devilishly. We wouldn’t stand against all of them. Even if we could, we can only get rid of the three guards, remaining Kang Shin Soo. As for Yang Ho Gyung, she wouldn’t be a problem, unless she’s been working out over the year. But how can we be so sure? What if they have weapons? Like guns? Now that wouldn’t be pretty.

 “It’s dangerous, but its worth a try.” He answered slowly looking at me. “Are you scare?” he asked. I turned to him and smile. “I’m not if you’re not.” He smiled back, satisfy with my answer. I sense movement and turns towards them. Kang Shin Soo seems to have finish discussing what he needed to say.

 “They’re back.” I quickly whispered to TaeHoon and scoot my chair back to its position. Shin Soo walked towards us and started smirking again. I swear, doesn’t his jaw get crooked for doing that? He seems to ignore TaeHoon as he kept looking at me, smirking as if I was a pathetic rat get chase by a cat.

 “I know why you want me here.” I stated casually looking at him straight in the eyes.
 “Oh yeah? What is it? I would like to know.” He replies amusingly. “It all started with Jung JinHwa.” I answered proudly, knowing I was right. His smirk softens but was still in place. “Why?” he asked, managing to keep a straight face. I’m going to love this part so much. “Because…you’re gay, and you’re in love with Jung JinHwa.” I loudly stated. This had made one of the guard to snicker. Kang Shin Soo no longer has a smirk, but an angry and piss look. He held his breath in and clenched his teeth
together.

 “Who the fcuk just laugh?!” he yelled loudly among the guards. Unfortunately for the one that just laugh, he got shot in the head by Shin Soo. He swiftly pulled out his gun from the back that was hidden half-way in his pants and aimed it perfectly into one of the guard’s head. I was startle and afraid at the same time. My theory of him having a gun had not been wrong. But surprises me more is that Kang Shin Soo became so much violent now. He had actually pulled the trigger and shot a man. He was far different than what I have imagined. I hate to say this, but with one of the guard dead, it makes it so easily to deal with other two and Shin Soo. Yang Ho Gyung also had a fear look showing in her eyes. I turned to TaeHoon and he had a disbelief look in his eyes, as he slowly shook his head. I know exactly what he was thinking. But it was indescribable. One of his friends…turning out to be like this. It could never be explained in words.
 Kang Shin Soo turns back to me with an angry face and pointed his gun at me. Then I heard a yell. And it was from Yang Ho Gyung.

 “No! Stop! Don’t do it. You said you wouldn’t go this far. Don’t shoot her or you’ll regret it!” she was yelling her lungs out, trying to protect me. I didn’t know if I should be glad and thankful or absurd. But if I was alive, I would be thankful. Shin Soo turn his way towards her with his eyes scrutinizing. Not just scrutinizing, but also carefully examining her, as if she says something wrong, he would shoot her without hesitation. She started to back away from him, with complete fear in her eyes. From this moment, I wanted to come over and helped her, but I couldn’t. I was stuck in this goddamn chair! I look at the back of my chair to see my hands were tied with some kind of robe. It wouldn’t be hard to untie it, I just need time. I took a short glance at Shin Soo and Ho Gyung. He hasn’t made any movement. The guards were also focus their attention Yang Ho Gyung and Kang Shin Soo. I still have hope. We still have hope. I turned to TaeHoon for his help and eye him to my hands. He nodded his head quickly and I carefully scoot my chair over to him. With our back facing, he used his hands to untie my robe as I did the same for him. We quickly freed ourselves and stood up when we heard a loud bang, echoing through our ears. At this moment, my heart dropped.

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O_O who died...? did shin shoo just kill Yang Ho Gyung? or did he kill taehoon? O.o

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