| Fan Fiction |
by PinkNalgene
I walked into my room wanting to grab the phone to call someone when I heard running footsteps climbing up the stairs. I turned around and saw Lee Chae Yeon running and panting with tears all over her cheeks.
I felt like my heart was just stabbed. I don’t know why my heart aches so much. Seeing my wife in such a state. I didn’t even care about her, I don’t love her. Why do I feel like it hurts so much .
She saw me looking at her, but she stood frozen to the ground and started shaking.
I didn’t say anything else. I walked towards my wife with mixed feelings. As I got closer to her, I could see her face, her body. My wife had bruises on her face, her arms. Her legs were bleeding and tears were on those pale cheeks. My wife was badly beaten up
“Why… what… who… did this to you?” words finally came out of my mouth as I stood in front of her.
“I’m sorry… Mr Lee… I.. will go wash up” Chae Yeon shivered as she tried to pass through me. I pulled her to make her stop.
“Ah…..ouch” she cried in pain. It was then that I realized that her whole arm was bruised. Knowing that I hurt her made my heart ache even further. Why am I feeling this way?
“Tell me. Who did this to you?” I asked her again.
She refused to say anything; she just starred at me in shock and kept crying.
I didn’t know why she refused to tell me who hurt her. She looked so scared. I must have scared her with my voice. My wife is afraid of me. It hurts.. yes it hurts to know that she is so afraid of me that she won’t tell me who beat her up.
I picked her up in my arms carefully, trying not to hurt her any further. She was so light, so skinny. I carried her into her bathroom and took out the first aid kit. She stopped crying but was still shaking a little.
“I won’t hurt you” I assured her as I opened the first aid kit and took out some antistatic and gauze.
“It will sting a little… I will be gentle” I said as I carefully cleaned her wound for her.
I bandaged her left leg which had a big cut. I hope it does not leave a wound on her. It was the first time I ‘ve seen my wife so up close. She is indeed a beauty, so perfectly beautiful. I wanted to find out who hurt her, but each time I try to ask her, she looks so scared that I gave up.
I hate seeing her like that. I hate it that my wife is afraid of me.
I hate it that I care about her. This is wrong, why do I care if she is afraid of me? I should be happy that she is. My heart hurts.. it hurts…
(Chae Yeon)
Just as I was running towards my room, I saw my gangster boss husband standing along the hallway. This is the end of me. I was not supposed to leave. He started walking towards me. Is he going to beat me up just like his assistant did? I tried to move but my feet were glued to the ground as I started shaking in fear.
I told him I will go wash up and tried to slip pass him but he grabbed me hard. It hurts… even more so when it is my husband who is causing the pain. I could not control my tears from falling.
Suddenly, he came closer to me and picked me off the ground. I don’t understand why he suddenly became so gentle towards me, but he brought me into my room and cleaned my wound for me. Maybe my husband does care about me. Maybe he is different that what I though he is.
“who did this to you?” he asked me again.
How can I tell him that it’s his most trusted assistant? Would he even believe me? Kim Jong kook against me.
How can I tell him that the rat could threaten me because I accepted bribe and married him? I didn’t want Minwoo to know that I was bought out from a brothel. I didn’t want to answer him.
He stopped asking after a while. By then, he was done with bandaging my wound. He picked me up again and laid me on my bed.
“Don’t get yourself in anymore trouble. Remember you are not allowed to leave the house. The next time you get beaten up, you can just die on the streets” my husband said coldly before leaving, slamming the door behind him.
I was wrong again. He does not care about me. Why would he love someone like me? I moved to the corner of the room beside the window and starred at the driveway…
If only I can leave this place to go away… leaving this place…. This place… this man… it hurts… especially my heart…