| Fan Fiction |
by DorKaBLe
Disclaimer: Yes I do owe DBSK so thank you very much! & I’m also the Queen of England! -___- And whoever believes that…seriously needs to go see help.
Beautiful Poster Made By: vy
Title: My Resentment
Rate: PG14
Genre: Romance/Angst/Tragedy
Pairing: JaeJoong & Yunho
Minor: Changmin
Dedication: Umma, [Not my real mom. I mean my virtual mom, who lives on the other side of the world xD!] Thank you for listening to my problems when I’m down. The way how you worry over me and lecture me –in a nice way- that I should stop being sullen –YOU TOO SHOULD STOP BEING DEPRESS TOOOOO!!- for whatever reason, makes me giggles sometimes. LOL, I must be a horrible kid for you eh? Once in a while I get the feeling that you really are my older sister and then at other times I get the feeling that you are actually my mother, even if we’re only two years apart. But then again, thank you. Words can’t express how much I appreciate for the love and care that you give to me.
Theme 28 – My Resentment
I wish life…
Was as easy as typing the backspace key.
With one mistake,
You could always delete it and restart over.
But then…life doesn’t have a backspace key
If only…
I have realized what mistake I have made,
Maybe what you’re going through now
Would’ve never happened.
…
The sight of your loved one made your eyes watered. The unbearable pain washed over your aching chest, crushing it with its force. No matter how much he told you that what you did was never wrong, the guilt in your disgusting cold heart was slowly eating your soul away. Why? Why did Fate have to play with his life along with yours? Why couldn’t you recognize the pain that you were giving him sooner? How cruel…can you be?
You bit your lower lip and forced yourself not to let a whimper escape from your lips. You gripped your lover’s hand and whispered his name, saying that you were sorry, that you were going to be there like you had promised. Your fingers itched and you tucked one of his light brown bangs away behind his ear. Your lip quiver and tears poured down your face. You closed your eyes, hoping that it’ll end your tears but it failed. Both of your hands went straight to your face and you covered your mouth to keep quiet. What was the use of crying? There was no point anymore. Crying won’t bring him back.
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It all started in the early springtime. The cool breeze would make the Sakura blossoms dance in the wind while they made their way to earth’s ground. Beautiful different color butterflies would land from blossom to blossom and the birds would chirp and sing for the new beautiful season. Little children would run down the hill with either a kite in their hand or would be at the park, swinging on the swings and sliding down each of the different long slides.
My Journal
Tuesday, 19 March 2002
I remember…
That back when I was a little ten-year-old, I’ve made a promise with this little boy. I’m still not sure why I even asked him to keep a promise for me, but then again I never really expected him to keep his promise. Or well…that’s what he told me…that he’ll keep his promise. Which I doubt he’d even remember.
Anyhow…
It was pretty funny, how we met. It was a Sunday and I was out at my close friend’s house. Because it was already six thirty in the evening, I quickly grabbed my black cap and then bid my best friend good bye before running my way towards home. While I was heading home, at the corner of my eye I saw a little boy crying on a yard lawn. ‘What a baby,’ was what I thought at first. But just as I was about to take off running again, it felt like a force that pulled me back to go help that certain up back onto his feet.
I walked towards that little boy and crouched down next to him. “Hey…why are you crying?” When he didn’t answer, I playfully poked his side.
“OW,” He cried out finally looking up to glare at me in the eyes. I gasped at the color of his eyes. They sparkled and shine with the colors of dark brownish red, like the sweet sugary caramel chocolate.
“Wow…” I gasped out as I continued to gaped at the boy’s shocking eyes.
He sniffed and quickly wiped away his tears. “What do you want?” He asked roughly as he sniffed again.
I was a taken back by the voice of the small boy. Hmph, so much for trying to help someone. Well because I wasn’t a troublemaker, I answered politely; “Well you are or well were crying. So I was just wondering what was wrong…”
He snorted at my words and turned away. After a few minutes he turned his head again to look back up at me. “You…were worrying about…me?”
I shrugged. “I guess…I mean sure. I gotta admit that you sounded like a crybaby but then hey, kids can get worry over each other too you know.”
After a few minutes of silence, the boy whispered quietly, “My mom told me that if I don’t get my act up together she won’t love me anymore.”
“WHAT?!” I shouted in shock. “Your mom not loving you? What did you do to make her say that?!”
He bit on his lower lip, eyes were once again looking down at the ground –more like his feet but oh well…it’s basically the same thing xD-. He gave out a small sigh and pulled his legs to chest, resting his chin on his knees. “I told my mom…that I hate my father…” He replied as he rocked himself back and forth.
“OOOOH…I see…” I slowly nodded my head. “Why do you hate your father?”
“Because…yesterday is my birthday. He promised me that when it was the 26th of January he was going to take me fishing. Well, yesterday is the 26th and it’s my birthday. He promised that he’ll take me and then this morning…he made up excuses that he’s busy.”
“Does your dad work?”
The boy slowly nodded his head. “Yes…but then that’s no excuse. I mean, why would he make a promise to his son if in the end he doesn’t keep his words?”
“I know what you mean.”
“You do?”
I nodded and gazed up at the evening sky that had a line of orange-pink painted through the middle of it. “My dad use to do that too. I was deeply hurt and when I told my mom that I hated my father, she told me that I shouldn’t learn how to hate. She told me something instead.”
“What was that something?”
I smiled and looked at the boy. “No matter how cruel that person acts towards you and no matter how much he or she hurts you, never learn to hate because hate will never solve the solution of that problem. So instead my mom told me to forgive.”
“Forgive?”
“Yeah, forgive. After my mom told me that, I started to see how my dad tried his best to spend time with me. Even if just only for a few seconds or minutes, he was spending time with me. Does you dad do that too?”
The boy thought for a couple of minutes before agreeing. “He spends time with me when I come home from school. And then after fifteen minutes, he has to work.”
“See? He does care. Even if he can’t keep his promise, he still tries his best to spend a few minutes with his son. Which reminds me do you know what time it is?”
“It’s five minutes before eight-”
“AHHH!!!” I stood up and wiped the grass off my bottom. “I’m sorry but I really really have to go home now. My parents must be worrying sick about me. Oh but before I go, just know that whatever your mom told you about not loving you, she’s lying.” I winked at the boy. “Grown-ups are always trying to scare us and act as if they don’t care, but then deep down they really do love us. THAT, I know for sure, is a fact.”
He gave out a cute and small smile. “Okay…thank you.”
I gave him a toothy smile in returned and nodded my head. “Oh, here.” I took off my black cap and placed it on his head. “Keep it, so whenever you’re sad about spending time with your parents, then just wear the hat and remember what I say okay? Gotta run! Bye bye!”
As I continued to my destination, I spread out my arms as if I was flying. It made me happy to see that little boy’s cute adorable smile. I told myself that I would always cherish that day forever with me. …
But then that was like six years ago. Stupid me, I didn’t even get to ask what his name was. T.T I’m a fool that’s for sure and he sure looked pretty cute. ^O^
I wonder how that boy is doing now. After with a talk with me, did that help progress his relationship with his father? Or was it still the same? OOOOH! I know! For my wish list for Santa, –Yes I do still believe in Santa. I rather believe in Santa Claus than a stupid shooting star so whoever reads this shut up!- I wish I’ll get to meet that one pretty boy again.
Wish me good luck diary, I really, really want to meet the kid. For some reason I feel really happy. I can’t believe it took me a while to remember that I had that happened to my a while back. Aish, bad bad BAD memory!
Yunho
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Four pages…WOW! Well, at least it was longer than the last update. xD! LMAO! *Gets hit by flying shoes*. Anyhow, hmmm, I’m planning to actually make this into a JaeHo fic =]. But then as for now, I’m only making another shot after this so be waiting for theme 29 of the continuation maybe even theme 30! ^O^ I’ll like to thank those who commented:
YueYue – Heh…LMAO. xD Well if you don’t like fluff, hope you’ll like this one. ^O~ And yes JJ in a pink dress with a flower crown is adorable. And also you should make a photoshop picture like that for me on my birthday. xD LMAO JK JK! Anyhow, yes I’ve read your fic and it’s nice. =] Thank you for commenting honey.
EMDA - MY UNNIE-SAN!!!!!!!!!!. XD LMAO! Hai hai! Yunnie is cute eh? And JaeJoong looks *thinks* pretty in a pink dress with a flower crown… *SQUEALS*. Ne, thanks for commenting Unnie-san! ^O^
Callie - xD! LOL, Jaewon? *Dies* LOL, you’re so funny…thinking that it was Jaewon. Anyways I like little Yunnie being possessive and a kissing stealer ^O~. About the Minsu fic, I’m working on chapter 1. Thanks for commenting! ^O^
peaches - LOL – I bet you’ve been waiting for my update since forever eh? T___T If you have…sorry sorry! xD Here’s an update for you! Thanks for commenting =]
bakA_chAn – LOL! You’re so funny MASTER. Anyhow, naaaah you and my other friend can say that I’m the Queen of England. xD LMAO. Anyways, Siwon? Eh – sounds more like Se7en to me. And Jae7en kills me. xD LMAO of course everyone needs a hero role too. xD! Thanks for commenting hun.
vy - WAAAAH YOU’RE BACK! *Hugs* I missed youuuu! xD LMAO! Yup, I’m almost done with this fic! XD And like I’ve said earlier, I might make a JaeHo chapter fic based on this theme. ^O~ Thanks for commenting!
yayoi – LOL, thank you hun. Your comment made me giggle. XD LOL, anyways I rather steal Yoochun’s kiss since I do love him the best. But then again…if I was to do that, his wifey, Junsu or Changmin would kill me. XD! Thanks for commenting!
fabchicken – LOL! I treat my seniors badly. Trust me ^O~ I either call them a blur or an old lady. LOL, it depends on how close I am to my seniors. Here’s an update for you hun. Hehehe, and of course. You said you loved me right? =/ Or did you mean it? T___T Because I meant what I said. ToT
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27 themes done…3 more to go. [Theme 25, 29, & 30]!!!
♥ DorKaBLe