ғᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ | ᴋ.ᴛʜ ✓

01 ~ Dark horse

Mimi is struggling during her sleep as a nightmare is hunting her like a dark horse, as she couldn't able to close her eyes, she open her eyes with an one final body-jerk while breathing and panting heavily. She quickly sits up and sees around to confirm weather she needs to get up or not. It's just dawn, still, it's not morning yet but she couldn't sleep and pants heavily, she gulps down some pills with the help of water as the insomnia is getting worse day by day.

She gets up from the bed and head towards to her bathroom, standing in front of the mirror, she inhales deeply and looks at her face clearly. She has gotten some huge dark circles again under her eyes. Some tears has accumulated at the corner of her eyes as she feels pity for her own self. She touches the mirror with her hand, and begins to caress her own reflection to the mirror and comforting herself that everything will be fine.

Mimi

"Come on, Mimi. It's a new day and a new starting, you'll be fine, everything will be fine and hope today your parents are not going to fight again, you've got a lot of things to handle, you know right?" I say while touching my reflection in the mirror, past few days passed away so badly as my insomnia is getting worse but it's okay.

Although, I'm used to it but my body feels incredibly weak. I did my morning routine and headed towards to downstairs. I see my mother and my father are already arguing over something and it's literally five in the morning for God's sake. I let out a huge sigh and pad my feet near them to stop their argument. I see Milan is already standing between my parents.

Milan is my younger brother, he is fifteen, studying in an average high school near New York. He is a pretty high tempered person. Funny, as I'm introducing to him as an angry person because he is. He always gets angry in a simple stuff no matter how small the matter is. Whether it's for study or other things. However, he can't be angry with anyone for so long, he got some bad habits like if you can keep up with his rhythm then you're good person but if you say something against him then you're the worst person for him, he always throws tantrum over simple matter and I have to manage everything.

"It's just five in the morning and you're going to head towards your shop? How much money do your get from that little shop? Let me know-" My mother yells at my father and my father is doing nothing but staring at my mother with a pair of soft eyes. He inhales deeply and swallows her every word.

"Jinnah-" he pauses, "No matter what, my shop is bigger or smaller, business is business, you know? And if I don't present there in time, I might lose some valuable customers." he says calmly and my mother scoffs at him.

"Then give me some money. Do you have any idea how I'm managing everything? How much money did you give me last month, do you remember? I had to pay Milan's school fees, his tuition fees, electricity bill, grocery- " she yells out in frustration and continues, "You never want to know how I'm managing everything with the single amount of penny you're giving me from the start of the month and never asks me for once if we need something else or not!" She yells out frustratingly, I see her eyes are watering and she's on the verge of bursting out. I sigh deeply. My father takes a seat on the chair.

"Jinnah, I know you can manage everything and that's why I never bother to ask you and besides you're not like other women who just spend money recklessly." My father says softly and my mom sighs deeply, she doesn't have anything to say right now, I know.

"You should take care of yourself, Minhyuk, it's your body, not a machine-" My mother sighs deeply.

"I know, even if I'm unable to do anything, yet I have to make everything right." Pa gets up from the seat and is about to turn around to leave, however, Mom stops him as my father haven't eaten yet and Mom would never allow him to go outside with empty stomach.