The Fairytale Of a Sinner

Chapter-2; A disturbing confession

Tried. Disoriented. And frothing with hatred. That's what my condition was. Taehyung had never treated me like someone who matters, not in front of anyone. I was a mere acquaintance, just someone he knows.

But, what about the moments I've shared with him and him only? What about the times when I'm alone with him? How do I put that to words?

I barely forget his touch. My worries leave me when I'm with him. And a criminal? He is a lawyer, just not morally decent.

He listens to all the blabbering when I ditch my relatives. He remembers when I tell him, I like this, I like that.

Wasn't it love? The time I've spent with him. The turmoil of feelings I have with him. The safety I feel with him. When he puts his arms around me, I'm at my safest place.

And here he was nothing but a criminal, to him. To my parents. Would have been to my friends as well if I ever told them, about him.

All this, and still our relationship didn't had a name. When around people, we were barely friends. And when alone, we were way more than Just friends.

I closed my dairy, putting it back to its place. Taehyung and these papers, were the only ones in my life who listen to me without complaining or giving me suggestions.

I have the solution of my problems, I just need someone to listen to me.

And no matter how much I love him, truth won't change. He would not marry me. He won't name this relationship. I'll be the one hurting myself, and for what?

I had to pop a pill, to fell asleep. My mind has capability of being dark and demented, usually when I'm alone with my thoughts. I left the table lamp, lightened. And turned to sleep on the other side.

_Morning in Seoul,

Be it breakfast, lunch or even dinner. Dinning hall had two bickering partners, my mother and my father. That too over the most mundane shit, and today's topic was whose family raised them better.

On one side, we have twenty years of champion of hand to hand combat when it comes to economy, My mother with a PhD degree, a reputed Economics professor of Seoul University.

"You barely follow the foot steps of your father, the business your granddad created you are merely enjoying the benifits of it just like your father did. What do you have of your own?"

A standing ovation, for the- solid punch of harsh reality, right in the face.

On the other side, we have my father with a experience of thirty years of business markets and the owner of one of leading business of Pharmacies.

"Having a degree doesn't change the fact. If you make paper, that's what matters. You choose to marry me, because you were aware of the truth. You might lose your job, but my business will keep your future warm financially."

Seems like someone took the punch well. Both of them with a equal score leading this debate to nowhere. We have a seething bull, versus a seething bull. No fucking diffrence.

I have an idea.

"I'm pregnant."

Oh to be able to hear the sound of silence.

"You're what?" I immediately had to tell her I was kidding, dad would put me to my grave, if she died of a heartattack.

She was shaking when she first saw the man I told her I was dating. Taehyung Kim. I won't be surprising if she passed out hearing that I'm pregnant with his child.