Somebody Does Love

Hannah's Demon

I recently returned from Seoul, and all I could think about was our kiss.

After that kiss, we stayed silent. We merely stand and take in the scenery. I lean on Yoongi and bask in the warmth of his embrace as he hugs me from my back. Perhaps we both fear that the magic of this moment will be ruined.

Lying down, I daydream about Yoongi. However, I felt a rumble in my stomach. "Oh, what a dumb stomach! I want to think about my Suga, why can't you? I was miffed. I feel silly for berating my rumbling stomach. And it moaned louder still, as if to respond to me. I laughed and got up, heading to the kitchen to get some food.

My cheek suddenly stung as I turned a corner, and I was flung hard against the wall. The shock had left me stunned.

"Tell me who the person you hooked up with in
Seoul?" Not until I felt his hot breath on my face did the question even cross my mind. Glancing up, I see that Ronnie is looking menacingly at me. "Tell me!"

I had a hard time getting him off me. He was too close. I was pressed up against the wall by his full weight.

"Get off me, jerk!" I screamed at him.

"You b*tch!" This time, he slapped me with more force. I tasted the blood and felt a tear form in my lip.

Right now, I have lost all self-control. "You have someone snooping on me?" I was screaming already this time. I was furious. It was not his place to do that. Not even my parents would do that. "Are you insane?" If everyone at home heard me, I would not give a damn anymore.

He made a lunge towards me and tightly grasped my upper arms. I let out a cry of pain. The way he looked right now, enraged, scared me.

"You are not allowed to hook up with anyone!" I have his spit all over my face. I was repulsed.

"You jerk, it does not matter if I hook up or not!" I feel a rush of adrenaline and I gave him a sharp knee to the groin.

His howl was so loud that it echoed throughout the entire house. I heard footsteps coming our way.

"Hannah? Hannah?" I heard my mom's panic. "Hannah honey, I heard your scream."

As soon as I saw her, I rushed towards her. My brother and father trailed behind.

"What is going on here?" Gazing down at Ronnie's writhing body on the ground, my dad asks.

My brother noticed my swollen cheeks and the blood on my lips. At that moment, he appeared capable of killing anybody. He hauled Ronnie up and hurled him hard against the wall. Ronnie's slender figure is nothing compared to my brother's height and bulk. Henrick could crush him.

"You did this to my sister's face? How dare you?"

"He sent someone to follow me, "I told them.

The surprise was evident in my family's face. All of them stared at Ronnie, who was on the verge of fainting.

"Why would you do that?" Compared to her usual voice, my mom's voice was one octave higher. I am aware that she is currently agitated.

"What's all this about?" Helene, who had just returned from work, caught our attention.

Her eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing my face and the way our mother was embracing me. Her eyes then landed on our brother, who was still holding Ronnie against the wall with aggression.

My father called to get Helene's attention. He was way too calm. "Take your husband to your room. When he is feeling better, come on down to the living room. Hannah may have given him a hard kick." When he said that, there was a hint of pride in his tone.

All of us were seated in the living room. Although still pale, Ronnie was in good health. My mother assisted me in applying a cool compress to my swollen cheeks.

"Looking after her was all I was doing, Father. She might get into trouble because she was with her friends." When Dad questioned him about why he would sent someone to follow me, he rationalized.

"Our Hannah is a good girl! She will never do anything silly!" my mom said. "Look at what you have done to her face. What gave you the right to lay a hand on her?"

I try to comfort my mom by reaching out to her. She gave my face a gentle pat.

My father pointed to Ronnie and said, "I think Helene and you should move out of the house."

My sister objected, saying, "Why us? Hannah ought to move out."

I give her a look. It is an expression I recognize. The kind that suggests I follow her lead. With a subtle nod, I acknowledged her. The fact that she was still taking care of me made my heart sing.

I said, "Abeoji, I will just go stay with Eve for a while."

Ronnie began to say, "But father," but my dad cut him off with a single glance.

"I will allow you to live with Eve, Hannah, but only if you behave yourself."

"Nae, aboeji." I agreed.

I packed everything I had been storing in a hidden drawer. It seemed necessary to me to keep them somewhere safer. Ronnie would come look around in my room. He had already done that once. It is just a matter of time until he finds out about my hidden drawers.

He gives me the creeps. He has harassed me before. Whenever he found me by myself, he would seize the chance to torture me. I kept what he was doing to me a secret from everyone. I just tried to stay away from him as much as possible because I did not want to upset my family. This was the first time he had ever hurt me physically.