TITLE : What If...?
AUTHOR : Lilies_009
LENGTH : Chaptered
PAIRING : YooSu (hint Yunjae)
GENRE : Slash/Romance/Angst/violence
RATING : NC-17
CHAPTERS ::
Prol 001 ---
Chapter 2
~ Chunnie ♥♥ Su ~
“Mister! Can you drive faster? I frowned at the taxi driver fast as my eyes were looking around the dark familiar street. I shook my head in disbelief that my flight today actually took me forever. And I hated it! In fact I hated everything about this trip.
Passing into the intersection, I saw my parents’ house. It was the same big house where I used to live.
“now what? I just don’t need to deal with my boss’s weird request of sending me back here, but also I need to face my father who is . with no doubt, a monster in disguised as a human!
Paying for my ride I hastily stepped out of the cab and walk off towards the big golden gate. Pressing the intercom to call in whoever is inside.
“Who is it?” a lady answered excitedly.
“it’s me Yoochun” I answered minus the excitement of course. I could have believed my mother’s excited voice only if I didn’t know her so well. Up until now... she still displays those expressions, yet I know for a fact that she’s not!
Her life with that monster is a living hell. I did once live my life with her like that. But I chose to leave. Right after I was forced to do things I really don’t want to do, only that for some reason… I think I was too late. But still I left, with no hesitation.
After all, there was no one to help. There was no one that I should be worried about. There was no one I should care about.
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“why did you come back?” the monster asked me as if telling me that I am no longer welcome there
I took a deep breath and forced my self to smile while I was suppressing my madness after seeing my mother’s distressed face. After all these years, the monster is still a monster.
“I’m here to represent my boss’s company in a convention. Don’t worry I’m not staying here for long. I’ll be staying at the city square. I already booked a fine hotel room there.” I explained briefly while shoving a piece of fruit that my mother prepared although I didn’t really rent any hotel room or anything for that matter.
“Then why did you come in my house at this very hour when you will not stay?”
I could very well tell that he is starting to fire up. This is not good. But I am ready for it. I am not a weakling now as I was before. I could very well kill him in a matter of seconds if I really want to.
“I’m just here to visit Mom and get my car, the one grandfather gave me. Is it still there?” I asked hastily
“ohh it is still there Honey… it has only one key and the only person who have it, is you remember? I am always cleaning it and I know it will still run as fast as you want it to”
My mother gave me a smile. But I swear I could tell that she’s implying something with that tone.
She’s trying to tell me that I should go before my father will be in rage again.
“Right, oh very well I should go then. I need to be early tomorrow.” I looked at my mother for a second then proceed into hugging her.
“bye mom… you take care”
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Driving my old car I stepped on it sending me almost flying into the air. I smiled remembering the good old days with this precious car along with four of my friends and….. him.
Instantly I felt my heart breaks again into millions of pieces. I can’t help it but my eyes started to well up in the mere memory of him. How can I forget…… the guy I thought that was destined for me. My childhood friend… my grade school best friend… my high school sweetheart and my college love…
He was my everything yet he chose to betray me… Remembering him makes me sick pit to my stomach. The feeling of disgust runs through every bit of my nerves. And it’s making me damn mad.
Some old lovers would ask for a second chance. To undo everything they have done wrong. But I don’t… I don’t even want to give him a chance. How can I?
**
I drove around the city without knowing where to go. I know where I could find good hotels to sleep for the night but I couldn’t make myself to turn around and go there. Something was telling me to keep on driving and so I did.
A few minutes have passed and with out me knowing it I was in a place which is strangely familiar. It’s odd that I actually grew up here but could no longer really tell where is where. Everything around the city is new, The buildings were bigger. The streets were wider. And the city is more colorful than it used to be.
But this place…. oh how can I forget.
I parked my car in the far end of the road and decided to walk. It was indeed a dark road but bizarrely… I like it being dark. When everything in this city have change.. this particular piece of land didn’t
I took big steps as I swiftly run towards Tammy. . . for a minute there I totally forgot about my hatred.
“Tammy! You grew big ehh? I can’t believe I was the one who planted you!” I chuckle as I walk around Tammy admiring how tall and big he grew. I leaned my back on the dark portion that is hidden from the street. Closing my eyes to relax a bit…. Like the way I used to sit here a few years back.
Then I heard someone coming. I didn’t really look back but I know that person was sitting on the bench, looking at Tammy…. I don’t really know why I was so afraid of looking back. I was even afraid of moving my head to look at the newly arrived stranger. So I sat there frozen to the ground…
But then something caught my attention.
“You grew big Tammy” the stranger said. His voice was soft and so….. Hurtful.
I was literally catching my breath as if I was running an uphill slope for hours when I heard the stranger spoke. How can I even forget his voice.
“He still comes here? he still calls the tree as Tammy?” I thought to myself.
I decided to stay still and not to reveal my self. But I couldn’t help my self but to squat a little and peek on him as I stay hidden at the back of the tree. I couldn’t really see his face clearly because he was wearing this white oversized hoodie.
I saw him moved as he runs his fingers to the wooden bench. My heart stops remembering what he is looking at. And unconsciously my eyes started to release some tears as I heard him say things.
“How could you make me suffer like this?” he was breathing heavily. I could sense that he was holding back his tears. “but I wish you happiness…..”
Although I see him only like a shadow, I could clearly imagine his face. I stared at him without blinking. And I was confused. I made him suffer?should I be the one telling him that
Just then his phone rang and he slightly tilted his head to pick his phone from her pocket. His hoodie fell off from his head only to reveal his face.
I gasp seeing his beaten face. he was still beautiful yet everything about the way he looks was different. he has bruises, black and blue spots and even dried blood on his face.
I couldn’t help myself but to feel angry to who ever did this to him.
“I…. I…went out for a walk… ” he stuttered. I could tell that he was afraid of the person he is talking to. I could clearly see his hands shaking. Damn right I want to hold him so bad but I can’t. I know I can’t.. I hate him… I need to hate him.
“Please… please don’t get mad… I’ll be back soon…. I’m… I’m sorry….” I saw more tears rolled down his face. Instantly I felt like dying just by looking at him. If he left me why would he suffer like this?
Then he slowly walked away giving Tammy and the wooden bench one last look.
“I’ll come back soon if…. I’ll be able to survive this time” I heard him mumble as he slowly walked away limping
I stared at his back as he slowly disappeared from my sight. My heart tells me to run after him but my mind says otherwise.
I walk out from where I was hiding shifting my stare at the wooden bench. Closing my eyes as I occupy the place where he sat a moment ago, it still has his warmness.
“What’s going on? why is he like that?” I brought my hand into a piece of memory that I always wanted to forget. Running the tips of my fingers on it, caressing its curves carefully.
~ Chunnie ♥♥ Su ~ I made this one…. I can help but smile a bit
~ YooSu Forever ~ and he made this one….
“Why did you choose to live like this Junsu? Why do you need to betray me and live like a human punching bag? Why do you have to look like you suffered when I thought you left me for your own happiness? Is this what your happiness is? “
Endless tears were now flowing out of me. Emotions I always tried to hide came back. I hate what’s going on right now. I know that this trip will turn out like this. That’s why I never wanted to come back.
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