Chapter 1
He was nine, waiting for his parents to return home, when he heard the door banging. His elder brother, who he always called Seo, ran to him, hiding him in the cupboard under his Grandfather's book chamber.
He was naive, unknown to why his brother, outside, was shouting to stop. What was happening? But he was a good boy and the good boys followed orders.
He kept hiding, remembering his brother's words," No matter what happens, don't come out, okay? Don't make noise and be a good boy. Seo loves you too much.''
The shierks and his brother's shouting went on, piercing his small bleeding heart, which he tried to hold with his small hands, so that it would not hurt that much.
He clapped his ears, desperately waiting for the sounds to stop. They were wild, dark, bad and filthy. He huddled in a corner, hurting his knee with the small broken bulb at the bottom.
Then he looked around, scared. Nothing. All he could see was darkness, and he hated darkness. His mother was always there for him in the dark, and now he wondered, what would happen to him?
He huddled in a corner, whimpering lowly, as he heard his brother crying out loudly, begging again. It hurt. He started crying, so low, not heard.
For a moment, he thought of opening the little door, which was barely visible from outside,, and taking a look at what was happening, but then something stopped him and he decided against it.
He wished, desperately, sadly, urgently, that his parents would come back. He hoped, in his heart, that his mother would come and scoop him up, his father would pick his brother on his shoulders. But it was already months and there was no trace of them.
He wondered, often asked his brother about when they would come, but he always replied with the same answer "They will come. "
He knew it was just an excuse to make the heart agree. He had listened to his brother asking from butler Choi about his parents and he also answered, "someday"
He had only asked for a small teddy for his birthday, and his parents never came after that. Was his teddy the reason they did not come?
No, he did not want the dirty teddy! He only wanted his mamma papa. Then he cried, again, messily in the need of his mamma papa.
His brother never cried. He was the happy face of the family. But now, he was listening to his dying cries, those people's evil and loud laughs, for minutes, hours and days.
They were scary. Their laughs were scary. Scarier than the bad witch who caged Rapunzel. Scarier than Cinderella's mother. Scarier than Beauty's beasts. In fact, they were not ever nearer than how scary it was. All he knew was that he did not know how to put his feelings into words.
When would it stop, he thought. He was hungry.
And then, he remembers it. When he was about to lose his mind with hunger and thirst, the noises stopped.
He waited, for his brother to open the door, but it was a long wait. He opened the creaky door, which was making noises.
Furthermore, he was hungry and thirsty. His body was so numb that he could almost not feel anything. He got out, tried to stand up, but fell down.
Tears welled up in his eyes. He made a mental note to complain to his papa. But for now, he had to find Seo, and throw tantrums.
Then, he crawled to the lobby, and there, he saw him, his Seo.
Lying naked on the floor, covered with stains of blood and a thick white liquid, and beside him were bloody bodies of his parents.
He remembered how his brother was taken to hospital, and doctors were rushing in the OT.
One of them asked him if he wanted to file a case against the Rapists, a word that he did not understand. So, he asked his aunt if he should do it, but she answered with an ugly voice.
"It was your brother's fault!"
He listened to her, did not file the case.
And now, he regrets that.
Seo was still traumatized where their parents were buried down. He would only stare at one thing and never at another. He wondered, for those times, why his Seo won't let him touch himself?
Then, he remembers all, those months of cases, custodial, debates, the visits to the Law Courts, before the memory of them thrown out of their own house flashes in front of him.
That was already a year, and he thought Seo wouldn't hug him, but he picked him up, from the footpath, held him close to his heart and said.
"Don't worry, Seo is here." For a moment it was all fake, his voice sounded so blank, but growing up, he realized that it was never a bland promise.
He remembered, how they had to sleep on the footpath, beg to live, watch the people go from one place to another, bear their spits and hate and face the slutty Alphas.
Then, a tragedy happened. An arrogant alpha, who often looked down on them, kidnapped them a day and sold them to a Relief club. He just heard him "getting paid with millions for worth chicks".
Then, he knew what had happened to his brother. They were raped, again, several times, for months of months, and then, he was thankful to him, a police officer for them out, sued the club and punished the bastards
But he was melancholy, they had no place to live, and he was just thirteen and his brother fifteen. They had nowhere to go, and seek warmth.
"I did my work, Children. This is key to this apartment and two miles from here is your job place. You have to manage on your own."
And Oh the Rowlings! He did not know how to even thank him.
He became a delivery guy and his brother became the chef, at a very young age, but he hated himself.
His brother left everything for him, his self-respect, his dignity, his dreams, and his studies.
One day, he asked him if he wanted to go back to school, but Seo would always reply.
"When you grow up and become a noble man, teach me. You are my only one, so, don't forget your brother."
Then, one day, he forgot to charge his mobile, got switched off and when he reached home, he got slapped and nagged.
No, he never wants to see that phase of Seo again. It was so scary, so terrific, and so..... Broken.
He had it all in his mind, of the lovely and broken moment of them, when his brother cried for the first time, again in front of him, and then he had to pay him to sleep.
"Never trust a man. They're power hungry and won't love you. I'm enough for you."
Oh, he remembers it all so vividly, so lucidly, that he sometimes feels like living in that timeline.
He was the epitome of Sadness.
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