Chapter 4

My morning started with the tune of ‘ugh’ blaring through the room. I stretched and yawned as another day was here. Three days had passed after the lunch and it was one of those days I loved. I know... who puts alarms on a Saturday but I was one of the few believers that weekends should start early and end late in order for you to believe that it lasted long. I smiled as I went into the bathroom to shower. My lip had already healed and only a little scar was left on the spot. I put my music high as I got changed into a grey basketball short and a black t shirt. I smiled as I made my way downstairs. I made some French toast and drank a cold cup of milk, my favorite. I began my search of finding my father and soon enough I found him inside his office. I knocked the door as he let me in.

“Working from home?” I asked... it was obvious but I had to start a conversation.

“Yeah... already ate? Mom’s working her twelve hour shift today... want anything? I’ll be leaving in some time to run some errands at the department.” He stayed as I ran a hand through my hair.

“Eh... father, do you by chance have an um case of some- I mean pertaining to drug dealing?” I put it out there. Fondling with my fingers to sell my anxiousness. I had to make him believe me.

“I do have one, why do ask? By the way, I was going to ask you- that Brandon Jung- is he a good kid?”

“Yeah. He is. But it was said that he was found dealing with some shady business but it was not like that. He was with some friends at a party when someone had called the cops and they searched the house. The friend had made Brandon look like the culprit but he wasn’t. He was just enjoying himself and everyone thought it was him.” I state.

“And do the Jung’s know?”

“Nope, they were in a business trip together so they had no clue... do they have any evidence?”

“Well, not yet but there was a rumor. I’ll clear them out. Don’t worry.”

That was it? I thanked my father and walked out. I thought he was going to ask more or something. I felt like I had just been fooled. They only had rumors and not concrete evidence? Hell- anyone could’ve said those words... people these days are low key stupid. I shook my head as I decided to go out to have a nice cup of boba. Blame my influence, not me. This sh*t is delicious. Honestly, I enjoyed chewing the tapioca as the cold liquid swished through my mouth. Heaven. I sat in my car and put some music on the background as I sipped my tea. I smiled at every sip. Heaven indeed. I heard some tapping on my window and nearly spit out my drink and baby tapiocas when I saw Brandon on my window. ‘Stalker’ I mouthed as I lowered my window.

“Have you told him?” Brandon questioned immediately.

“Yes, your welcome. He will be dealing with it. You should’ve told me that they were all rumors. I felt so stupid after hearing that.” I state as my face contorts at the memory of this morning’s talk.

“I thought you knew. So, what do you want in return?” He asks as he stares around the parking lot. Hmmm. I hadn’t thought about that.

“Not sure but I do remember you saying that you’d protect me. That was out of the question already.” I begin as my mind ventures on what else I could ask for. Money? I had already but some more couldn’t hurt. Through my foggy head I felt him inch closer and take the phone in my hands as he rapidly typed in something. I patiently waited as I gave him a confused look.

“Here’s my number. Tell me whatever you need. I’ll answer... not quickly but I’ll answer.” He states as he begins to leave for his car. I pause for a moment and then sip from my drink once more. I brush off my thoughts and increase the volume of the song I was listening to. I raised my window and lowered my chair. If I go home right now, no one would be there for me, so I might as well stay here. The tune of Younha and RM’s ‘Winter Flower’ guides me to a lonelier atmosphere as I feel myself turn to jelly. Boys shouldn’t be this soft. Boys should not cry. Boys should be strong. Boys don’t break. Kai, you will not break. I close my eyes and try to focus on the little hope that surrounds me. I start remembering all the chilling nights in which I would walk home alone in pain as the day had been hell. I just don’t understand... why does it feel so wrong to be so different? If I could change it, I would. Oh how I would.

I reverse my car and exit the parking lot. I make my way home and just as I expected, no one was home. Everybody’s so busy with life that no one even stops for a moment to appreciate each other. I exit my car and enter the desolate house. I lock the doors and take a long bath. I lower my self on the tiles as I remember the incident from some days ago. I squeeze my eyes right and force myself to hold it within. Memories come flooding back as my heart beats faster. I punch the wall with the back of my fist as the water runs down my body. I take a peak at the bruises that cover my body. I’m quite tired of all of this. I finish washing up and throw myself on the bed.

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