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she wanted to say something more, something more to show him how much she loved him

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she wanted to say something more, something more to show him how much she loved him.

but the buzzing of her phone distracted her. it was a call.

from her brother.

"sorry, i have to take this."

she ran off to the side, pressing the green button on her way. she hadn't heard her brother's voice in so long, it was a shock the way it sounded.

"youngbyul?"

his voice sounded broken, and uneven, like old tarmac. as though he had been crying, he sniffed continuously.

youngbyul? hello?

he never called her by her real name. hardly ever. it couldn't be anything good that he was about to say.

"hello, woohyuck?"

"byul, where are you?
right now, where are
you?"

"im- im out, with friends
why?"

the seriousness of his tone was scaring her. his voice sounded dead. there was no emotion other than that desolate feeling which was the aftermath of crying.

"what did you do?
you need to tell me the
truth, okay?
because i don't want them to
hurt you but i can't protect you
if you did it.
so what did you do? okay?
i don't want you to get hurt-"

"woohyuck, slow down,
what do you mean?
i can't tell you what
i did if I don't know what
you're talking about"

his voice seemed distant for a second and she could tell he was speaking to someone on the other side of the line. the other someone sounded faintly like her mother.

she said she doesn't know, i don't think she would be like this if she even knew what we were talking about

you can't hurt her if she doesn't know

SHE'S NOT LYING! you hate her for no reason, you're evil

"hyuckie, who are you talking
to?
on the other end, who is that?"

"no one, its no one
don't worry. are you
sure you don't-"

"no, hyuck, answer my
question then i'll answer
yours
who are you talking to?
where are you?"

"its just mum and some
other people, we're at
the hospital."

dread set fast in her stomach and she tried to swallow the pungent lump in her throat. but nothing worked.
the apprehension was already bigger than any thought she could have.

suddenly, it came back to her. had she-

"wait what? what do
you mean? why are you
at the hospital? where's
dad?"

"that's what i'm calling
about, dad- he's, he's dead

and they think you did it."

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afternoon, idk what even is the default font is for this is anymore, pls someone tell me, i keep changing the font everyday and all of them look weird

anyway, my plan is to finish this and get started on smth else, like disarray or ill, WHY IS WRITING SO HARD?!????

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