HELL IN HEAVEN | J.JK FF ✔

13. Dreamy

Y O U

After longing for her since days, she showed up just to greet me with her heart-wrecking slap.

It didn't hurt physically, it never did, didn't hurt my cheeks or my skin, it hurt me, my soul, my heart because I thought, she'd change, at least a little since I'm gone.

The fierce rage she always carried in her eyes for me were way more furious when she visited me here.

What's the point of living if the one who's living the life has no role of desiring things they want to do with and in their life.

I remained silent, bearing the pain silently and watched how the veins of her hands were repulsing, as if they are itching to perish me.

"How can you be even gifted? You're the crude curse for my years of meditation and sacrifice I could ever ask for. Do you even know what you're doing? You're not a kid Kiara, don't act like one."

When was I even treated like a kid? All I remember is everyone treating me differently than others because I was supposedly "different".

I never had the freedom to ask, desire and love.

"How can I ever forgive you when it's me who's ashamed? Kiara, you don't even have any idea of what you're doing. The consequences, the challenges, the shame, DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND IT?!? ENOUGH."

I never had the courage to speak, face and fight for myself.

"I won't let you stay with a boy under the same roof. You think I won't know what you feel and do? You're insane, I'll take you back home. It was my fault to ever volunteer that my daughter is the capable one."

I never had the audacity to talk to anyone, to opposite gender without any intention, tasked by the authorities, would feel like a sin.

"Indeed it was your fault to give birth to such an angel like Kiara, Mother."

Jimin appears out of nowhere and stands beside me. What is he doing?

"Stay in your limit, I'm older than you Park Jimin."

My mother gritted her teeth, as if she'll transform into a cannibal if she doesn't controls herself. Her fierce form always equalise me to a lamb.

Now, Jimin chuckles and puts a hand around my shoulder. I tried not to reflect my shocked and scared emotions. Because, what is he doing? She can burn him into ashes if she wanted to.

"Who even denied that? I respect you, mother. I always did. It's just, aren't you tired now? Leave her alone, they didn't chose her for this just because you volunteer your own daughter."

I appreciate that someone spoke for me. But, I can't appreciate myself for not speaking. Can't appreciate myself for being dumb and mute.

"Nobody called you over Park, go back. You're good for nothing. I sent you here so that you'd distract her from others and what are you doing? Shame on you both."