Moving on ~ Sae-byeok

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Tw- Mention of an absent parent, swearing ig


The wind blows lightly through my hair, the smell of spring is intoxicating. The park is quiet and still which is a big change from last week. I always love going to the park it's my safe space, sometimes it's crowded with many kids and other times it's practically empty like today.

I throw my head back, closing my eyes and listening to the rustle of leaves. It isn't often that I get free time to spend on my own as I am always working. Since running away and somehow miraculously making it to the south I have always been in dept and work almost 24/7 trying to earn money to live and eat.

"Cheol stop you might get hurt!" a voice calls from the playground just in front of where I am sitting, the voice sounds familiar but I can't quite put my finger on it.

I raise my head and look around my surroundings trying to find what part of the playground that voice arose from.

"No, I won't! I'm fineee" The child stretched out the last word. I walk over to the climbing wall and see a child hanging from it and a much older girl looking up at him.

"Owww" The little boy had slipped off and cut his knee in the process, it didn't look like too big of a cut but there was a bit of blood.

The boy starts to cry, clutching his knee close to his chest and flinging his head back. The girl tries to calm him probably not wanting to attract much attention, she felt in her pockets presumably trying to find a bandaid but seems to not have one, I remember having one in my bag and decide to grab it out. 'This is my chance to see why she sounds so familiar

"Here I have a bandaid" I hold it out, the girl turns her head and I felt as if my jaw had hit the ground. Staring at the now also shocked girl part of me wants to scream and run away from her but I decide against it.

Her expression changes to one as cold as ice, grabbing the bandaid and putting it on her brother's knee he stops crying and runs off like nothing happened, giggling and singing to himself.

"Been a second" I scoff sarcastically at her, she turns her head to the ground and stays silent. I huff and as I'm about to walk away she finally speaks.

"I missed you..." I look back at her, my eyes widen and my hands curl up forming a fist.

"miss me? you miss me really!? that's all you have to say, god your fucking pathetic" She looks up at me tears clearly visible. 'what the hell is she crying for' 

"Y/n im- I'm sorry. The way I treated you was wrong and I never meant any harm against you" Her voice is raspy, her eyes averted back to the ground as she stands up.

"Sorry, you really think that a sorry will change what you did? For fuck sake Sae, I loved you- I loved you with all my heart and all you did was lie, use and desert me! why?" Tears now forming, my fists grow tighter.

"Y/n it's not like that I promise. I had to I didn't have a choice" she defends.

"You had to? Did you have to cheat? Did you have to make fun of me and use all my self-doubt against me? Did you have to tell your whole group of bitches my secrets? huh Sae, did you fucking have to!?" I yell at her not caring about who is around us or who is listening. She looks back at the ground not daring to say a word.

"that's what I thought" I scoff. 

You see when I was 3 my father left us, my mother tried so hard to support me and her but it wasn't easy. When I was in 6 grade I met Sae-byeok, me and her were inseparable we were like peas in a pod.

 We did everything together we even started dating in year 8, that was until 10 grade. Sae was being more distant and was hanging out with other people at school, These girls hated me my whole life and I never really know why, they always bullied me about my dad and not having him around. 

Sae-byeok ended up cheating on me with one of them and told them everything I had ever trusted her with. Her group made my time in high school a living hell including her. Before the start of 12 grade, my mother told me that I would be better off somewhere else like in the south or something and that's where she sent me.

 I never thought I would see Sae again but now that I had all the rage and broken heart that I have carried with me for so long could finally be expressed and I could finally tell her how much damage she did to me.

"What are you doing in th-the south" She stumbles midsentence. I turn my heel looking back at her hunched body.

"My mother sent me here, said it would be better. Not that you really care anyway" I turn away and begin walking away, trying my best not to look back.

I didn't make it very far, her warm hand grips around my wrist pulling me back.

"Y/n please listen, I understand there is no excuse for the things I did to you. I myself am honestly disgusted by the way I treated you and I know that you may hate me and I know that you may never want to see me again but I really hope you can give us another chance. I do truly love you with all my heart and us seeing each other here must mean something" Her eyes seem hopeful and apologetic.

Part of me wants to give in and agree to try again but I don't know if I can really do that to myself. She pulls me into a very unexpected kiss, as much as I want to pull her in closer and be in the moment I couldn't bring it in me to stay.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I push her off me lightly, a few tears fall down my face.

"i-" I interrupt her.

"I'm sorry Sae-byeok, but I don't think I can do this again. Maybe it just isn't meant to be, in another life maybe but... not this one" I pull her hands off me and walk away. Once my face isn't looking at hers I immediately break down, my heart ached and felt like it was going to rip out of my chest.

It's hard to walk away, but I need to move on.


A/n-

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