[Suggested Music – Molla-ing by Maydoni feat 2AM]
This is weird. Here I am, sitting on a hospital bed, wearing the patient gown, and in front of me, seated a man.
Well, not really a man, but more like a… Soul?!
“Yes, I am a SOUL, my body is somewhere in this hospital.” He stated it again. His face… It was unexplainable. Is he telling the truth or is he just lying?
I clutched on the pillow and brought it closer to my body, hugging it tight. Should I believe him?
Few minutes ago, he came into my room, going THROUGH the door, and confronted me, saying that I’m the one who caused him to be in that condition.
“Hey, I know this is hard to believe, even I can’t believe it when I saw my own body.” He continued when I didn’t respond to his words. I looked up, staring at his face.
He was… well, quite good looking, he’s quite tall, I think.
“I-I…” I stuttered, not knowing what to say. Clearly, I’m speechless. This is the first time I encounter with a soul. A living soul? Well, I don’t know how to explain it.
“Well, if you really don’t believe me, I can show you my body. Is that fine with you?” He suggested after a few minutes of silence. I looked at his face again.
Is he being real?
“Err… Urm… Okay. We’ll go and see your body. And then… You’ll tell me how you end up being like this, and what I’ve got to do with it.” I smirked a little, but his calm expression didn’t change. Even for a bit.
Geez, I’m started to think that he’s real. He’s a SOUL.
“I’ve told you miss, you’re the-” He started to explain again when the door was opened abruptly. Seriously, don’t the nurses knock first before entering?!
Like I’ve predicted, a nurse came into the room. Her eyes widened when she saw that I was up, sitting on the bed, hugging my pillow.
“Oh, Miss Yuna, you’re awake. I’m here just to inform you that Mr. Kim’s funeral will be held tomorrow morning. You can come if you want, but Mr. and Mrs. Kim said it’s better if you don’t.” The nurse said that with a weird slang, or is it just me who started to think everyone around me is a freak? Relax Yuna, come on. You’re strong.
Honestly, the mention of Junsu oppa’s name made my heart tremble. With him not being by my side anymore, it’s a great loss to me. I felt empty right now.
Secondly, when the nurse called me as ‘Miss Yuna’, I felt even sadder. It just has to make me remember about the incident before I black out. I’m no longer a Kim. I’m nobody.
Tears started to well up at my eyes. Shoot, Yuna, you’re a strong girl! You must not cry anymore! I scolded myself, trying hard to fight back the tears.
For a brief moment, I forget all about the nurse. And also, the ‘somebody’ who was standing at the end of my bed.
I was so into my own feeling of sadness and grief when the nurse suddenly just had to interrupt me.
“By the way, why are you hugging your pillow? Are you sick or something?” The nurse started to walk closer to my bed. I quickly shook my head, faking a smile at her.
“No, it’s just that I’m having a slight stomach ache just now, it’s gone now!” I lied to her, still with the fake smile on. I nearly turned my head towards that certain figure when I heard a cough, but I didn’t. I don’t want the nurse to suspect anything.
Or else she might think that I’m crazy.
“Oh, are you sure you’re okay? We can make a test for you-” The nurse started to explain things which I don’t understand, but I keep on faking a smile at her, assuring that I’m fine.
Finally, after a few minutes of debating, the nurse finally walked out of my room. I sighed when she closed the door behind her. Gosh, she’s annoying! I thought.
“You’re interesting.” I heard a sound, coming from the side of the room where the sofa is situated. The earlier figure was sitting on the sofa, legs crossed as he stared at me with a smile.
I scoffed at him, turning my head from looking at his figure and fiddled with the hem of my shirt instead.
“Should I go? Or shouldn’t I?” I mumbled, again and again, guilt, longing, love, sincerity, I’m all jumbled up. I really want to go, I really want to pay my last respect to Junsu oppa, as a sister, but I’m sure Appa and Umma will not let me. I get the message clearly when the nurse told me that ‘It was better if you don’t go’, they actually don’t want me to go.
“Hey, what about the plan on visiting my body?” The sudden voice, came from right in front of me nearly make my heart jumped out from the ribcage. I looked up, as I saw his face near to mine, as I could study his facial features clearly now.
He has a sharp jawline, mischievous, glinting eyes, a mass of messy dark brown hair, and cute and kissable lips.
WAIT- Did I just said that his lips is cute and kissable?
Quickly, I turned my head away, as I could feel the heat on my cheeks. Damn, why do I have to blush now?!
“We can do that later. I’m tired.” I lied, as I clumsily leaned back on my bed, the pillow still tight and secure in my embrace.
Few moments passed, and it was so quiet. I thought he must have gone, because it was so eerily quiet.
Suddenly, I want to have him in this room, talking to me.
STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM! I scolded myself for the nth time of the day. To distract myself from thinking about him, I started to think about something else.
And that certain something else just had to be Junsu oppa.
“Oppa, I miss you so much already. I’m so sorry…” I whispered, as beads of tears started to fall from the side of my eyes onto the pillow. I hugged the pillow tighter, I hugged it like my life depends on it, it was so painful…
[End of POV]
[Someone else’s POV]
She’s just too adorable. I first thought of punishing her, but after I heard the truth, my hatred had turned into sympathy.
She was thrown away from her family. She lost an important person to her, who is her dear brother.
Suddenly, I felt a pang of guilty as I thought of her passed brother.
I hit them, I’m the one who caused his death.
But, it’s their fault too, right? They shouldn’t be standing in the middle of the road, when the light’s RED!!
As now I’m back on the earlier sofa I sat on, I could see her back moved a little.
Is she crying?
What should I do when a girl is crying?
Well, I don’t really know what to do, but I HATE to see people cry, especially girls.
But still, what should I do?
To those whom know the way, you could give me a call at XXXX-XXXX.
[End of POV]
“You know, I think you should just go and see him for the last time. He’s still your brother, anyway. Your parents shouldn’t do that to you.” The figure who was sitting on the sofa spoke after a few moments, as the girl on the bed stopped sobbing abruptly.
Slowly, she sat on the bed again. But she didn’t look at him. Instead, she just stared at the empty wall in front of her.
White and plain, just like her heart right now.
“You know nothing.” She said, her tone was different this time. It was full of, hatred, perhaps?
“Well, Yuna, that’s your name right? You could tell me the whole story, then only I would be able to understand and make a conclusion to this matter.” He spoke calmly, still eyeing her suspiciously, his gaze was full of curiosity.
“I don’t need your conclusion.” She sighed, and started to crept back into the mattress, but he stopped her.
“Well, since I’m already here, you can tell me about it. I’ll be a good listener.”
She hesitated for a while. She was torn in between two things, her personal life and her feelings. She’s usually not close to guys, especially at the first meeting. But at the same time, her feelings are all jumbled up, she could go crazy if she didn’t tell this to someone, or perhaps, share it with someone.
He knew she would be hesitating. Of course, who wouldn’t? He’s a stranger after all, he barged into her life so suddenly like this, introducing himself as a soul to her, and demanding a help from her. But right now, he was too curious, he was always curious about things, but at the same time, he felt pity for her.
He had this urge to rush towards her and hug her.
As fast as lightning, he moved towards her, standing in front of her bed, facing her. She was shocked to see him suddenly standing there, but slowly, she sat back on the bed.
“You know, I could lend my shoulders too, if you want.” He grinned. She turned her head towards his direction, her face expression showed that she’s shocked by the sudden offer.
A soul, offering his shoulder to her?
“Are you kidding me? I CAN’T touch you.” She replied, but deep inside, she really wants a shoulder to lean on right now.
“You can try.”
“Let’s just try, okay?”
He quietly motioned her to move aside so that he could sit beside her, and she slowly inched aside to give him some space. Weirdly, the bed didn’t move at all when he sat on it, but she swore she could feel sudden warmth when they accidentally had a skinship. Both of them jumped at the sudden skinship.
“See?” He grinned, as he felt sudden joy in him at the thought if being able to touch her.
“But I don’t know your name yet. What should I call you? Ajusshi, perhaps? Or harabeoji?” She fiddled with her fingers as she asked that question. Again, heat rushed towards her face, making her cheeks to shade in bright pink.
“Well, I already know yours, you’re Yuna. I’m Changmin. Just call me by my name, I don’t think I’m too old to be called as oppa.” He smiled at her cute gestures.
“But you’re still older than me. I’m 19.”
“See? I still have to call you oppa.”
“But you don’t have to if you doesn’t want to.”
Absent-mindedly, he smiled when those words came from her lips. It sounded so sweet to his ears.
She relaxed. First, she let out a sigh. Then she continued.
“I’m actually a step daughter…”
E.N.D O.F C.H.A.P.T.E.R
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