The Red Bullet Queen

10. //Sibling war//

"I swear, I'm gonna kill him."

NamElle muttered under her breathe and let go full speed down the hallway. She was pretty sure her dad would go to his office, even if taking his new wife and step-brother of NamElle along.

She didn't like her new mother. She was cold and too nice at the same time. Always straightening out and grinning with the half of her face while her gloved hands lied crossed on her chest.

NamElle had no idea why that woman imagined to be a first-lady or something, with her attitude and even clothing. She married the CEO not the president of some country, but it didn't look like anyone would have explained it to her.

However this time, the lovely, beautiful witch of Korean house wife that this woman definitely was, wasn't the biggest concern of NamElle.

What young man could J-hope have seen? Not the staff, not the trainee. But the only logical explanation, the only reasonable answer could be that her dad brought her beloved step-brother along. Beloved, yeah right.

That guy was straight forwards hell. If NamElle had to, she would have put her head to cut off if she was wrong in this case, but she had almost all the evidence needed to prove that even Satan would get scared of this dude.

He imagined to be her real brother. She hated him so much for trying to take over MinJin's place. MinJin was the only sibling she ever needed.

They fought, they shouted, they didn't get along. But they loved one another. And then mom and dad got divorce. Differently from NamElle he didn't pick a side, or got along with both parents.

He just left. He was old enoug to do so, but... NamElle couldn't understand how caring and understanding MinJin could have done something like that to her. He abonded his parents, but as soon as NamElle refused to do so too, he left her.

And she still couldn't imagine anyone else as her brother. She would have done anything for him now. Taking a bullet for MinJin wouldn't have been a problem.

Back in the day, the only person, who comforted her was Sowon. She always stayed by her side, silently pushing the loneliness away. Her advises never got old. She became the sibling NamElle missed so much.

But it's not true! Sowon wasn't the only one. One night, especially bad one, when NamElle was wondering off on the company's building roof sadder than ever. Some mysterious girl came there, and all though she couldn't see her face in the dark, her words will never vanish from her mind.

It's not people, who care the least that hurt the most. It is people, who love the most that gets hurt.

But then... he came. Oliver, Min Oliver, since he even took her dad's last name after his mom got married. How convenient.

Short about him? Tall, blonde, smart jock. What else...? Always smiling, cheerful, and tries to take over MinJin's place NON-STOP.

He had never been convinced that NamElle didn't want him to comfort her in that way. By making erase her own brother from her memories and stand in his place.

She would have been fine with guy, who she considered to be a douche. Little gifts, friendly approaches, tight hugs when she feels sad. Everything she would have gladly accepted and loved him back as a real brother.

But Oliver didn't just try to get close to his new sister. He even flew all the way to Europe only to meet and congratulate NamElle after graduating from first level of choreography studies.

It would have been probably the sweetest thing anyone has ever done to her, since the time dad took her and mom to Jeju, but it was way back. Despite that, it turned out to be that wounds MinJin left was so deep, it couldn't have been healed so easily.