I slowly opened my , the sun blinding me , making my eyes burn . I am wrapped into blankets and the pillow underneath me is warm and hard . My throat hurts like hell from the lack of liquid and my head is pounding as fast as my heart . Every single move hurted and made me flinch due the pain .
As I finally sat up , I rubbed my head and held a grip on my throat . ,,Wait wha-" I looked beside me as I felt that the scarf wasn't wrapped around my neck . I saw the scarf being perfectly folded on top of my night table . ,,No no no no no no !" I picked up the scarf and looked myself in the mirror , touching the brutal marks on my neck .
,Now about you pretty boy.'
,You are so handsome you know..'
,Let's make it quick .'
,Please stop.'
,Stop.'
,Please.'
,,Ah!" I touched my head as I suddenly fell to the ground and hit my head at the edge of the toilet . A piercing pain went through my head and shoulder . I closed my eyes for a second and rubbed my head , sitting up . I felt my eyes filling with tears as they finally streamed down my face . I looked into the lamp and took a deep breath . ,,Why me?" I whispered softly as my mouth filled with my own tears . I swallowed down the salty water which burned my throat immediately .
After about half an hour my tears finally dried and I left the bathroom . I wrapped the scarf around my neck and didn't care about my look . I walked down the stairs and straight into the living room . I took a seat on the gray couch and grabbed the remote before turning on Juvenile Justice . It's really cool and distracts me from everything else , tho it's sad to see what parents can do to their children or what Kids can do . I could never tell you how it feels to get abused by your own parents because I luckily had a great Childhood . My father was often drunk but never really beaten me up and the same with my mom . She was great ... well , she IS great but I don't really have contact with her anymore . My dad died 5 years ago . At first it was pretty hard but after a few years I don't really think about it anymore .
Even tho I loved my father , he wasn't the best . He often beaten up my mom when he was drunk but never thought about touching me . He did slapped me two or three times when I was a teenager but I don't really care . I was just a dump teenager.
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,,I'm gonna leave the court." I punched my arms into the air as I shouted my happiness . ,,Yes yes yes! Finally you old man!!" I laughed at the man in the TV .
,,Woah what happened here? " Han walked into the room with a smile , looking at me curious . My smile faded away and I sat myself up straight . ,,Nothing just yeah the show." I looked into Hans eyes as he sat down onto the couch . ,,You look like a poor man . Are you cold or why the scarf?" He touched the scarf . I quickly moved away from him . ,,Yeah I'm pretty cold and my throat hurts ." I lied into his eyes , clenching my eyes a bit .
But Han's right at Hyunjin looking like a poor man . Felty hair , his hairline a dark black , huge eyeballs , gray sweater hat laying loose on top of his head , gray hoodie , gray sweatpants and his lips dry and colorless . A whole ass poor man . Maybe just maybe even more.
,,Dad said that I should tell you that we gonna have a body check . So please be ready in 20 minutes." He said while smiling at me warmly .
,No please no body check....' I felt fear spreading all over my body as a cold shadow ran down my back , making me shiver .
,,Oh my Han why didn't you tell me sooner!?" I shouted as he was about to walk out the door . ,,Yeah I kinda forgot . " ,,Forgot my ass !" And with that Han walked out .
I rubbed my forehead .
I went upstairs to get ready with the lack of energy . I picked a casual outfit : grey sweatpants , white shirt and grey hoodie on top .
I brushed my hair and tied them into a ponytail .
I looked at myself , looking into those blank black eyes , feeling absolutely nothing but a bit of sadness .
*sigh*
I pushed myself out of the room , slowly walking down the stairs , making sure to not make a single sound . Why? I don't know , I just feel like I shouldn't make a sound .
I fixed the scarf and walked into the kitchen . I grabbed a cup and poured myself some water in .
,,hey hyunjin , could we talk for a sec ?" I jumped a bit as the voice appeared behind me . I looked at Chan with confused eyes , nodding lightly .
,,yeah , what's up?" I sat in front of him , not taking my eyes of him . I gulped down a bit from the cold water , feeling the soreness of my throat going away .
,,are you okay?"
Pause.
Chan looked at me , his eyebrows pressed together . I looked at him with the same expression , playing with my tongue inside my mouth .
Why does that question hurt ? I slid my tongue along my teeth .
Am I okay ?
I took a sip of the water .
I'm totally fine . Totally
I nodded before putting down the cup , staring at it .
I felt chans eyes staring at me intense , making me feel nervous . ,,What's up with the marks ?"
My eyes went huge , hands shaking and sweaty . ,, what do you mean ?" my voice is shaky and my eyes don't know what to look at . ,,you know what I mean hyunjin !" his voice getting harsh and strong , making me flinch . ,,No Chris , I don't know." I looked at him with wet eyes , still holding my grip onto the cup .
,,Underneath the scarf there is a big secret i don't know of and I'd like to know that secret . I did unwrap the scarf and have seen everything . So now tell me , why ?" I gulped down my own salvia , thinking of an excuse .
,,Do you have a secret lover ?" He blurred out with curiousness in his eyes . I looked up in pure shock , thinking if I should just go with it or not .
I shook my head from left to right , feeling my greasy hair moving with the movements .
,,I used the flat iron and burned myself a couple of times. I didn't want someone to worry about me or think what you just said ." I fidget with my own fingers , picking the skin of it . Chan nodded and slowly stood up .
,, well if it's like that , be more careful next time or ask someone to do it for you." He gave me a small smile before walking off , leaving me behind alone.
That was really risky
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Behind the screen / H.HJ Centric
FanfictionSometimes the life behind the screen looks a lot different . ,,Okay Hyunjin , let's start this interview . Tell me about your story behind the screen." ,,well, how should I start this..." The story shows what hate and misunderstandings can do to a...
