The Boy Next Door

44.

I look up and I see Heeseung's father  with the same dull face expression he always has. But I can definitely see he's terribly mad. 

"Don't fucking touch her." Heeseung says calmly but sternly. He throws his father's hand off of me and pushes me away.

"Touch her again and I'll cut your fingers off and shove them up your condescending ass you worthless piece of shit." he says in a stronger tone than before. He can conceal his emotions so well like he's a robot. 

"Let's go Hee." I say while dragging him to his own room. What is even happening?

I grab a duffle bag and go to his closet and shove clothes and things he'll need. I take a glance at him, and he's just sitting on the bed with teary eyes. 

"Heeseung let-" before I can continue I'm pulled into his arms, and his arms wrap around my waist as he buries his face into my stomach. 

"Please... Please s-stay like this just for now..." he mutters while I feel cold drops of water on my dress which are probably his tears. I feel his hands tighten around my dress as he cries. 

I hold his head close to me, and run my fingers through his hair without saying a word. The only sounds I hear are his whimpers and sniffling at times but it seems like he's trying to hide it. 

"Heeseung... You can cry for as long as you want, you know? I won't tell anyone. I swear." I say almost jokingly since it's obvious I wouldn't tell anyone. 

"I-I know..." he mutters again without letting me go. I feel my blood boiling at the sight of him crying because of his own father. His father is a terrible person to be putting his through so much at once. 

I cannot even think about what goes through Heeseung's head everyday. I want to tell him he's enough. He's such a good person and he isn't like his father. 

I wish I could let him do what he wants, but he's under the grasp of his father and it seems like he's not going to be able to escape. It infuriates me to even listen to the nonsense his father speaks 24/7. No wonder he doesn't listen. 

"Lee Heeseung, you can't be seriously doing this right now??!" his father says while barging into the room. I cover Heeseung's view with my body since maybe he'll relax more if he doesn't see his father's face. 

"And what is he doing?" I reply with a bit of a attitude I couldn't conceal. 

"You understand he has a whole future planned out for him, and your not in it right??? His wedding is in a few weeks and a measly girl like you won't be able to stop it." his father replies, almost laughing, giggling about it. 

"Just because I'm not in his future, doesn't mean I shouldn't be in it now. For all I know he doesn't even want to get married so stop pestering these poor children for your benefit. Do you want him to end up dead?? At this rate your pushing him off the edge." I shout while putting my hands on Heeseung's ears to muffle out the noise. 

"If he ends up dead as you said, that's not my fault he couldn't handle it. He's my child and in my authority I can do what I want, I don't have to listen to a slut like you." he says while gesturing towards me. Ouch. 

"Stop fucking calling her names!" Heeseung now is shouting and pushes his father, almost making him slam into the closet doors. I yelp at the sight of it but quickly put my shaking hands over my mouth.  

"You wanted mom dead didn't you?! You want me to end up like her right?!! So you can make another son or daughter who's not like me for your dream picture. Your a fucking lunatic and you don't have the right to offend her! She's the only person who actually cares for me, and honestly she's keeping me alive right now!!" he shouts, almost breaking my heart into pieces. 

"Well you don't fucking get what you want you worthless piece of shit!! To be rich you have to make sacrifices, don't you understand?!!? You can't fucking marry who you want, be who you want, or anything!!" his father finally snaps at him. 

I turn to get the duffle bag off the bed and I hear a long slam and echoing sounds bouncing off the walls making me jump up. I turn quickly to see his father on the ground, a sight I haven't seen once. 

Heeseung is griping and un gripping his fists like he's trying to control himself. His father's face on the other hand, it's pale like a ghost. Like he can't believe what just happened. 

"I'm not going to live the life you want me to live like the fucking piece of shit you are. I'm not the shy boy who would take your punches anymore. And your getting weaker, father. My dream is to beat your ugly ass in this game you cut out for me. Chaewon is the only person I love, you take her away I will kill you, and I'm not joking." he says before grabbing my hand softly and taking me out. 

I follow him, not knowing what to do, and sort of scared of how he's going to act to me after that. I know I shouldn't but after everything I've seen him do, he could do anything to me and I can't do anything about it. 

"Chaewon, I'm so sorry. I-I just couldn't c-control my words to him, seeing him be so fucking rude to you." he says turning back to the golden retriever . All I do is smile at him and wipe the tears off his cheeks. His cheeks instantly turn red with a beautiful color and he looks up at me. 

"Are you okay?" I ask although I have so many things to say right now. I want to say "I know your just protecting me" "I'm so sorry for what I've caused" "I love you so much."

"Chae, please stop. I-I can't con- Never mind." he says with grabbing my hands and taking them off his face. 

"Chaewon I don't like you getting hurt. Please stay away from me, I'm not doing you any good." he says while another tear falls down his cheek like a little baby. 

"I think the nonsense your father was talking about got to you. Now shut your mouth and let's go to my house. And anyway, I can't survive without you, and I hope it's the same from you. So your stuck with me." I say jokingly to lift his mood up and he nods and follows me. 

We walk to my house and I hesitantly open the door, expecting my parents to jump out at me but the television is on and their just watching. 

"Hi dad, hi mom." I say as I take off my shoes and breath in the smell of my house. hm? Food? 

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN UNTIL 1 AM??? WE WERE WORRIED. WHY DIDN'T YOU REPLY TO OUR TEXTS??? ARE YOU OKAY? DID YOU GET HURT??" They both bombard me with questions. I know their just worried, but still. After Minwoo and that party, their always worried like I'm a little kid. 

"Sorry, I've been clubbing with Heeseung and-" before I can continue they let out a big sigh and out their usual smiles on their faces again.

"Oh if Heeseung was with you that's fine. Geez we thought you went out alone or something." my mom says while rushing up to Heeseung. Heeseung lets out a small laugh, he has such a contagious laugh, I end up laughing as well. 

"I'll always protect my bestfriend Ms. Park." he says while grinning like he wasn't just crying. 

"Bestfriend... Hmmm you guys are good actors for sure! But come eat. I know Heeseung doesn't drink but sadly my daughter doesn't have that kind of control. Both of you, eat!" my dad adds while pointing to the table of food. 

"Dad! Stop." I shout, looking back at Heeseung to see how he's reacting. He's smiling and grabbing my waist to get me seated. 

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