It's been few days since I last saw him. I wonder if his wound already healed. But as much as I wanted to know, I wasn't sure if I wanted to see him again. What happened between us was just a war of hormones. I know that it wasn't meant to happen. We were just two people eaten up by our strong desire and curiosity. No other attachment is involved. So it would be better if we don't see each other again. I needed to forget him.
I closed my eyes tightly and let out a deep sigh as I finished putting my unread books in a box. I will be moving out of my apartment today because my mom and I will be moving into my soon-to-be stepfather's Penthouse. We will be living with him from now on. Although I haven't met him since my mom started seeing him, my mom told me that he's such a nice man. I trusted my mom.
"Mom do I need to move in with you?" I asked my mom as I stashed some of my clothes in my luggage. It's not that I don't want to, but the whole process of getting used to something new is not my cup of tea. I prefer the things that I am accustomed to. I hate breaking my routines.
"He wanted us to live with him. What are you worried about?" She asked as she sat on my bed. I wasn't worried about them, I'm only worried that my routines and personal activities may change.
"You said he has a son around my age, Is he nice?" I'm not interested but I asked her anyway instead of telling her that I'm worried that my routines may be ruined.
"Have you met him?" I added.
She told me about my stepdad's son before, and I was supposed to meet them over dinner. But I couldn't make it because it was Yoongi's birthday that day and I forgot about it. I'm not sure if I left a bad impression after that.
"I think he's nice." My mom said as she took my hands into hers. She smiled at me as she pressed my hands gently.
"Thank you for doing this. This means a lot to me." She said as she smiled sweetly. She knows that I can be disobedient and choose not to go if I don't want to. But I want my mom to be happy again. She deserves the world.
"Did you tell Hoon about your wedding?" I asked. I wonder if my brother knew. It's been a while since I've talked to him over the phone.
My brother is currently living in the US. He is studying business at San Diego University. Two years after dad passed away, my brother decided to go with my uncle to the US to learn more about business because he's expected to manage a big corporation in the future unlike me who has no interest in business at all.
"Yes. He said he'll be here in a few days." My mom's face looks brighter than ever. It's been Four years since dad passed away because of leukemia and it was probably the most difficult time of our life. I was there when my mom reached her breaking point. I witnessed her pain and suffering over the years after my dad passed. She barely ate, she barely talks, she often cries at night, she lost too much weight, she suffered from insomnia, and even diagnosed with clinical depression. But after being lonely for a long time, she finally found someone who made her feel happy again. Now the least we could do is to support her happiness. In a few days, she's gonna get married again. Although I'm not completely supportive of the idea, I'm doing my best to be a good daughter. My mom deserves that much.
"Anyway, I have to go. I have a meeting in 15 minutes. I'll just ask Mr. Joo to call the movers so they could get your stuff okay?"
"No mom, I can just take a cab, I only have a few stuff to bring anyway," I answered. I hate bothering people with my problems.
"Okay then, Bye." Mom said as she kisses my forehead then rushed out of my apartment.
I was left alone sitting on my bed. Although I don't need to take out everything since this apartment is not leased but bought, I still have a lot of things to pack. I'm going to bring my art materials and some of my unfinished artwork.
