Bloodline

Chapter 42 - Conflicts

Jisoo

Three days after I visited Uncle Seop in his shop, I found myself hiding at home. I turned off my phone, asked him to stay with me for the past few days so Haein would not come over. 

Uncle's answers to my questions clarified Park's words. Of me choosing between Haein and mom. 

The Jung's under the Elder's ruling who manslaught the phoenixes, mom's devastation over dad's death, her revenge plans. I talked to mom, and she poured her heart out on how she felt, of how the Elder and his clan deprived me of a father, of a happy family. I understand her, and I'm so conflicted because it hurts. 

Seeing Haein means hurting mom. 

But it also means hurting myself in the process. 

As much as I hate it, Jinyoung was right. I am torn between Haein and mom. And I don't want to choose. 

I just need time to sort things out. To sort my feelings out. 

Soft knocks cut my lingering thoughts. It was mom. 

"Honey, are you okay? Are you sure you are not going to the university?" Uncle Seop also peek on the door. 

"I'm okay mom. I just need rest." I muttered. 

"I need to tend to something important, Jisoo. Are you okay alone here?" It was uncle now. 

"I'll be fine." I replied.

He knew about Haein already. And he knew he would barge in anytime I am left alone at home. 

I checked all the doors and windows locked at the ground floor after they left. I could just pretend no one's at home once he came. Minutes passed, no one came. No one's banging at our door. 

Disappointment swept my heart. I was expecting Haein the minute mom and uncle left our house. 

I lazily ate my breakfast alone and decided to go back to my room. The moment the bedroom door closed, a cold voice welcomed me. He was leaning against my bedroom window. 

Him. 

Can he pass through walls now? 

"Are you okay?" He asked with a longing voice. Pain surged within me. I was literally ignoring him for the past three days but here he is, checking if I am okay instead of questioning me. 

I simply nodded. "How did you get in?" Curiosity hit me. 

"Your window was not locked. I've been checking up on you for the past three days but you never peek at your window even just once, except this morning." 

Damn. Just once and I even forgot to lock it. And yes, he's been watching me for three days. 

It was just three short days. And I badly missed him. I bit my lip, forcing myself not to cry. I missed him so much. I put my entire weight on my feet hoping I won't step closer and throw myself to him. I leaned against the door looking at him. I diverted my eyes on my feet, avoiding his intense stares. 

"Have I done anything wrong to upset you?" He probed and I could feel him still staring at me. 

Silence. 

"Were you hurt? Did that warlock touch you, harm you? What happened? Are you sure you are okay?" 

His voice was nothing but concern for me.

"I am just sorting things out." I sounded so insincere with my response. 

"Without me?" 

He took a few steps but there was still distance between us.