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two - consequences

Consequences - a result or effect of an action or condition

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Yeonjun and his dad spent the whole car ride in silence. Neither of them was going to bring up the phone call Yeonjun's dad received. The atmosphere was so tense you could choke on your breath if you weren't careful. Yeonjun could tell his dad was angry at him, from his lack of communication to him glaring at Yeonjun whenever he could. Even without words, Yeonjun's father intimidated the hell out of Yeonjun, he knew that his dad was gonna do something terrible to him when they got home.

Yeonjun's dad pulled into the driveway. There was a tall figure sitting on the front steps of the house. The figure had long black hair and pale skin. Yeonjun jumped out of the car and ran toward the figure.

"Yewon!" Yeonjun cheered hugging his sister.

"Hey Junnie," Yewon replied, messing with Yeonjun's hair, "why do you look so sad?" Yeonjun couldn't find what he needed to say. He looked at the ground, crying. Crying about what was to come.

"I can't tell you," Yeonjun sobbed.

"Yeonjun, we're twins," Yewon argued, "we promised to tell each other everything."

Before Yeonjun could say anything else, his dad grabbed him by his collar and dragged him inside. Yeonjun was sweating out of every part of his body. Even though he's been through this before, every time it feels as if it gets scarier. Yeonjun's dad locked the door behind him.

"Choi Yeonjun, I thought you knew better," Yeonjun's dad started.

"What do you mean?" Yeonjun asked, trying to appear clueless.

Yeonjun's dad raised his voice. "You know exactly what I mean, why didn't you tell me your shorts were too short?" Yeonjun tried to control his anger, cause the last time he got mad at his dad, things didn't end well for him.

"I did tell you," Yeonjun argued, "but you were just too drunk to understand me."

"Even if I was, you should have told me at a later date." Yeonjun's face was red with rage, and so was his father's.

"I told you over and over, but you would never listen. I told you how uncomfortable my shorts made me, and you just told me to stop complaining!"

Yeonjun's dad stepped closer towards his son, making Yeonjun tremble.

"I'm not going to let you talk to your father like this!" Yeonjun's dad yelled.

"I don't want to either," Yeonjun admitted, "but it's hard when you have no sense in your head!"

Suddenly, Yeonjun found himself being hit by his father. No mercy was had any nothing was held back. By the time it was over, Yeonjun was covered in bruises and red all over. It hurt Yeonjun to tears. Many, many tears.

"I hope now that you have learned your lesson," Yeonjun's dad said with a sudden shift of tone, "now go to your room and work on the essay Mrs. Ahn gave you." Yeonjun's dad unlocked the door and signaled Yeonjun out. Yeonjun then ran out of the room and towards his room.

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Yeonjun locked the door behind him. He could feel the sadness building up inside him like a deadly disease. Yeonjun broke down on the floor to try and make himself feel better. He had to do this every time his dad yelled at or beat him. Believe it or not, Yeonjun and his dad use to get along well. They use to love each other so deeply, and one day, that love just vanished.

After the love was gone, Yeonjun's father became cruel and abusive. One may ask why Yeonjun wouldn't tell his mother, but the problem is she is always working. Yeonjun's mom works as a doctor at the local hospital, and Yeonjun doesn't get to see her very often. Yeonjun just had to accept that this was his life now.

In his sorrow, Yeonjun could feel someone tapping his shoulder, and he knew exactly who it was.

"Leave me alone Yewon," Yeonjun groaned, curling himself into a ball.

"I just want to make sure you're okay," Yewon explained. Yeonjun got off the floor and looked at Yewon. "I overheard you and dad arguing," she admitted, "it was pretty intense."

Yeonjun nodded his head in agreement. "Dad was yelling at me for a mistake he made," Yeonjun sighed, laying down on his bed.

"I know that already," Yewon explained, "I want to know what is making you sad."

Yeonjun remained silent. He knew deep down that his sister only wanted the best for him, but it still felt too personal to share his feelings.

"I don't know," Yeonjun lied, "I guess I'm just tired from school." Yewon wasn't falling for Yeonjun's deception. If there was anything she knew about Yeonjun, it was that he could not lie to save his life.

"You know damn well I'm not falling for that," Yewon said sounding like a disappointed adult, "C'mon Yeonjun, we're twins. We promised we'd tell each other everything."

"Stop saying that!" Yeonjun exploded, "But...fine, I guess I'll tell you what's wrong with me."

Yeonjun sat Yewon at his desk. Fear filled every inch of Yeonjun's body. He had never shared this with anyone, not even his family. Yeonjun took a deep breath and started telling his story.

"I've been feeling kind of depressed lately. The reason I didn't want to tell you is because...," Yeonjun paused for a quick moment, "I didn't want you to worry about me."

Yeonjun could see the look of shock and terror on his sister's face, yet he continued. "The appetite I once had is now gone, both in the sense of food, and the desire I have for living. I'm starting to lose interest in the things I once held dear, and I wish I could just have that interest back."

"You're not making sense," Yewon interrupted.

"Alright then," Yeonjun groaned with another deep breath, "I'll try and be more direct." Yeonjun grabbed his journal from out of his backpack. He flipped to a page with messy handwriting and teardrops covering it.

"There are some days where I think of killing myself, letting all the pain in my life end in an instant. But every time I try to kill myself, something stops me from going all the way. It's almost like there's an invisible force that stops me before it is too late."

Yewon was still comprehending what Yeonjun had just said. While Yeonjun seemed sad, he had never seemed sad enough to commit suicide. Only a few words could come out of her mouth.

"What does your journal say?"

Yeonjun handed Yewon his journal and she started to read.

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Dear Yewon,

If you are reading this, it means that I have taken my own life. I'm sorry that it had to come to this, but I don't enjoy the thought of living anymore. Everything in my life has become a living hell. From school to home to even going out, nothing brings me joy anymore.

The only reason I didn't do this sooner is because of you. You were the only one who was there for me. You were my guardian angel helping me with all my problems. Your life has been just as difficult as mine. And I realize that if I kill myself, you will be...alone. Oh my God! What am I doing? I can't leave Yewon alone. I have to endure this pain, for her.

- Choi Yeonjun

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Yewon looked at her brother with her eyes full of sadness and worry. "Yeonjun...," Yewon said tearfully, "never try to do that ever again."

Yeonjun hugged Yewon to comfort her. "I promise," Yeonjun whispered,

"as long as you stay with me."