Her Final Words

Chapter 1

No one shall ever hurt you again. Not now, nor ever, not while I'm around at least. I can guarantee you that no one will dare hurt you and live to tell the tale. I promise you, my precious, dear, baby sister. At just 16 years old I am a doctor's assistant, to make sure your mental health doesn't plummet the way it feels like it has been, I need you here, you have a long life ahead of you, and for it to end in tragedy that is simply a no-no. Don't worry Yoonwoo, as your older brother it is my job to do nothing more than to protect you.

We may have had different dad's, but that doesn't change the fact that our mother is a psychotic whore, who we both know for a fact that Yoonbum would still be alive, we both know that he was more of a father than both of our fucked up, they had the audacity to call themselves 'good fathers' and my dad was murdered by Sangwoo. Sangwoo, ugh where does one go to describe him? Well in my words, he definitely doesn't deserve kind words. He may have treated me and Yoonwoo well when we were just tots but that all changed, the night our opinions changed of him, that one cold, dark, fatal night. Me and Yoonwoo both know who our true father was, and he wasn't even related to us, but yet he was so kind, gentle, and treated us as if we were his own.

Sangwoo. A walking fucking mental case who has no purpose to be alive. People should not wish death on others and think that it will solve all life issues. But Sangwoo, Oh Sangwoo is just a different case. Lethal injection isn't enough for the amount of revenge I want to rain down on this man, and I know Yoonwoo wants nothing more than to just be alright again, and just wants Yoonbum to find the peace he deserves. He didn't deserve his life cut short the way it did. What's messed up is that we don't know why Sangwoo did it.

Did he think that this was a way to get our mom's attention? That whore isn't our mother, we cut ties with her long ago, before we even knew what we were doing at the time. We were only three years old at the time. To think that Sangwoo would play with his daughter, my lovely baby sister all the time by chasing her around the kitchen table. To think he could have done it all that time he chased her, he could have done it with a knife. The thought of that makes my blood boil. If you aren't aware, I am very protective of precious baby sister. And as I said, no one shall hurt her and live to tell the tale. I am a man of my word.

I don't trust a lot of people, actually I trust no one for that matter. I am literally all my sister has in this fucked up family that we never asked to be apart of. We were born in the wrong place, at a very wrong time. Our 'mom' doesn't care about us, in fact I bet she thinks we're long gone, dead even. We built a wall and a narrow bridge at a young age, all we ever had was each other, all we ever had to rely was on each other. And me being the older brother, you better bet your ass I would do anything for Yoonwoo to keep her safe.