Destiny ┆Joo Seok Kyung ✗ Han Seo Jun

09

Everything was messed up. Seojun, my hopeless fling with Jaeon, my family and now, even the dorm I lived in. There was always a guy or two over in that small shared room that stink of cigarettes and alcohol. The last day I came back from the 'situation' at the café, my jaw almost dropped having to comprehend that my roommates were literally getting railed on MY bed. I could hear there moans ringing inside my head that night when I slept on the same bed.

Now since I had fair enough money to rent a non-shared place, I decided to look for one. I took two days sick leave off the work , switched my phone off and went for hunt. But oh boy!  I was wrong. I almost got a stroke after hearing the rental fee.  ₩600,000 per month? I didn't had that overflowing bulk of money yet. After walking here and there for a day, three cheeseburgers and a coke later, I realized that this was not my cup of tea.

Sitting down on a bus stop super tired, I watched as people got on and off the bus. Today was  supposed to be my leave day, my free time. But where was I supposed to go? What was I supposed to do?

If I was in Hera Palace, what would I be doing? Going for opera classes? Swimming with Seokhoon? Going for golf with Eun Byeol or partying with Minhyuk and Jenny? I do miss them sometimes deep inside but my mind doesn't want to admit that. Brushing everything off, I go back to the café. To work. At least better that seeing your roommates fuck right?

Back in the café

"Even though this place is the hotspot in middle of Seoul, shouldn't people be on top of Seoul Tower on a Cold Friday Afternoon or something?", I mockingly said to Lee Suyeon, a co-worker.

"Probably not when the most perfect and filthy rich bachelorette of Seoul is sipping macchiato and savoring Chocolat au Crumble de Fraises on this cafe's table", she replied in a sarcastic tone.

"Woah! who is he?"

"The only heir of Shinhan Group, Shin Jisung. Are you interested?", she said raising her eyebrow at me, almost bursting out, laughing.

Shinhan Group? I think I know this name, I thought to myself. Then, it was just regular work brewing coffee, plating desserts and serving them. 

"Seokyung-ah! Can you serve  Crêpe Suzette and Soufflé Tarts to table 13?", Suyeon told. "In a minute!"

"Here is your order Monsieur, enjoy!" I said as I carefully placed the desserts on the table, aligning them on a plate. I cloud smell a very strong, but familiar cologne. I raised up my eyes to look over Shin Jisung, who was ofcourse really attractive with puppy facial features.  When I glanced to the opposite on the other side however,  I saw my worst nightmare! 

Joo Dan Tae! I immediately froze at my stance. By the time he looked back and made an eye contact, I turned down and hurried back to the counter area. I was shocked and outraged. Seeing my dad, in this condition, after almost 8 months of hiding had my nerve wreck. I just wanted to somehow reverse the time and un-meet him. I was going crazy.

Grabbing my bag, I stormed out from there, to no where. I took the back door that opened in an idle backyard. I stood outside in the freezing cold, shivering uncontrollably because I'd rather be out here than be around my father in there.

I was being overwhelmed my thoughts. I stared up, noticing that it was already dawn. The pinkish orange hue of the sky looked so pretty. It was moments like these that made me want to live. I felt cold air move in and out of my lungs, it felt almost therapeutic. Then, without warning , I felt someone grab the back of my neck roughly. 

"So you were here all these months huh?", someone hissed making my heart pound. I saw my father's hand and I immediately whimpered in pain; I thought I had escaped him.

"Dad! Just leave me alone!" I spoke, trying to get his hands off of me. "Pathetic little shit, you went missing for months. Did you know how much the family image got stirred up in media because of you? My business partners who joined me in hopes of getting there sons married to you almost cut me off. You've never been put to good use." He snarled, slapping me over the back of the head.

It left a harsh sting behind. I stayed tense, his grip still on my neck. "You had your family worried sick! , How are you?, Come back home, we miss you!" I thought these were the things one would hear from their family when someone suddenly goes missing, I mused. 

"But all you guys care about is money, business and media. Am I even something more than an object for your business deals that you can sell anytime, huh?", I yelled at him, almost at the brink of tearing up.

"What did you say? Since when did you learn to talk back to me?" My father growled. "You are nothing but a thing that will bring me a large business investor. Shin Jisung, the only heir of Shinhan Group back there, his father sent him to talk about him marrying you. But to everyone's surprise, our dear princess is here. Working as a mucky waitress!" he stated. 

"But now since our princess finally decided to show up, I guess I'll just have to set everything straight" He said with an evil grin loving the power that he had over me.

"It's sad how you have to depend on a girl who you lay hands on to balance your business" I finally snapped; I took so much abuse and torture from him that I've finally had enough.

"You're a fucking dirtbag, I've always hated you Joo Dan Tae!" I growled ripping myself from his grips.

"I'm done being your punching bag, do you hear me?" I raised my voice as I stood infront of him. "Shut up you whore!" he spat as he punched me across the face, making me stumble backwards. 

"Everything that is happening is the consequence of your own actions dirtbag. Your falling stocks, Cheon SeoJin and your beef , Na- Ae Gyo mom's death, my brother leaving you, my broken family, literally everything! " I hissed at him as I felt the blood trickle down from my nose. And with that, I swung my leg into the air, kicking him in the side of the ribs, making him groan in pain.

"I've had enough of you treating me like shit" I yelled while I punched him as hard as I could. "And abusing me" I punched him again. "I'm not a shit daughter, you're just a bad father" I punched him one last time causing him to fall to his knees. He groaned in pain as he knelt on the ground. I was breathing loudly, my chest falling and rising. It felt so good to finally be able to hit him. But he grabbed my leg causing me to trip and fall. He began repeatedly throwing punches at me with his free hand. To be honest I couldn't really feel anything, I was just finally able to accept all the years of torment and abuse because I knew he was a coward who couldn't do anything but hit people.

I relentlessly tried  to break free from his grip. "You fucking worthless piece of shit" My father snarled angrily, raising this hands to punch my face.

Yet, it never happened. My dad was ripped off of me and thrown back onto the ground. It was Han Seojun. "Who the fuck are you?", he roared to Seojun.

"Probably a better replacement of Shin Jisung for your princess, sir", Seojun replied. My dad looked so pissed off. I could see that look on his face that gave me pure satisfaction. 

"I'll deal with you later young lady, Secretary Choi will pick you up very soon! Make sure to be a good girl and return without causing anymore hassle to daddy. Got it?", he snarled at me with a smirk and then left.

My eyelids became heavy. I could hear the tapping of Seojun's boots approach me before he stood over my body, looking down at me. He picked my weak, limp body up off the ground and into his arms. I could hear his faint voice calling me.

"Why did you save me Seojun?" I said blankly as a tear slipped down the side of my cheek. Worry washed over his face as he listened to my words. "I thought you didn't want me after ignoring me this long and just watching me and Jae-on, you know?", I said with a weak look. 

"No, no, of course I wanted you. Since beginning." Seojun shook his head.

 "I just- didn't want my own problems to trouble you. I- I thought I would break you, Seokyung." Seojun's eyes became glossy.

 "You can't break what's already broken" , I responded quietly, leaning into him.