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Chapter 16: Foot Steps Above

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝘎𝘶𝘺𝘴, 𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘕𝘰𝘯-𝘉𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘴! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘚𝘖 𝘓𝘖𝘕𝘎 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺!! 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘥!!  𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘺, 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺, 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘴!!

• 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ Yumi POV。 • ˚ * 。 • 

I thought for a while before their divorce how it would be like if they did get one. When I had imagined it, my brain would take me to a place where I could live with Ma alone. Just me and her. We would be happier without him, we'd be freed from his control. I had imagined a world where I'd work hard in school, come home, spend time with my mom, go to sleep peacefully, then wake up being excited or happy for the next day to come. In my imagination, that was the only place where this vision would exist. The real world was the complete opposite.

If Ma didn't have a boyfriend, if they had not moved in together, she wouldn't be able to afford anything. Life for her would be decent until I came to live with her. Due to the divorce, she was able to move into a place closer to where she worked, but it also meant being far away from Seungmin. That never crossed my mind in my heavenly hallucinations.

Now that it was all a reality, it's so far from where I thought I would've been. My coma pushed them over the edge, I know it did. The moment they found out I fell, I bet my father said "Welp, now this child's useless, looks like I need a new one,"

He's always thought he was superior to everyone, saying that he's got so much potential that what he has right now. He flattens his wallet from all the liquor he buys, the occasional cigarettes he keeps in the drawer to relieve the stress "Ma and I gave him."

If I knew I'd end up crying, covered in blood on the floor of my almost empty room, surrounded by stripped down walls, no form of communication, and no connection to the outside world then I wouldn't have prayed every night for them to separate. I chose this, just to get to my Seungmin and now what? I have nothing, not even him.

But if I had gone with Ma, what would've changed? Would I be safe, yes, maybe I would've, but happy? Leaving the man who saved my life behind, the only person who's supported me throughout these years, the only one who'd risk their life for me. What Ma did in the hospital, the way she stood up for me in front of Appa was a one time thing. Before that, she never did anything that bold. Seungmin, though, wouldn't have hesitated; even if it meant getting his ass kicked. Even if it meant getting killed, or never being able to see me again. I know, I'm sure as hell, he'd risk it all for me.

The light from outside trickled in through the half-closed blinds, indicating that morning had come. The whole night I didn't move, nor did I even sleep a wink. I've just been laying here in fear. Fear that Appa would come back and finish the job.

Fear that I wouldn't make it out alive.

Fear that he'd never leave.

It must've been almost time for work though. He must've been leaving soon, since the sound of rummaging and movement came from somewhere outside of my room. Wait. I listened closely to the movement, closing my eyes. I laid on my side, almost like I had been shot on the floor. Blood oozed from my cuts still, burning at the feeling of it being open and exposed. It was starting to slow down however, slowly but surely turning into a scab. A giant scab which would become a scar within a matter of weeks.