The trip to jeju island solved a lot of questions I had I'm my heart. So after a week of sightseeing and answered life long questions I was rested and ready for my trip back to New Zealand. Although I had all answers I still felt empty, like a deflated balloon. The was no air or life in my world. No matter where I went I still felt the same. After collecting my things from my hotel room I gave my room key back to receptionist and she hadn't me a note.
I hope your stay in Novetel hotel was lovely and to apologize for me behavior your stay is free of charge. Sorry once again, Orion Kim. (Owner of the Phone).
I finally learnt his name. Orion. Such a strange name. Even after fighting with the receptionist about paying for my room I go to the airport with my money. Don't get me wrong I love the gesture but nothing in life comes free. So I leave thanking them and head to the airport. It's at the airport my life gets turned upside down.
I was at the airport waiting to check in for my flight I was happy to go home. I had my phone, headphones, a book, a neck pillow all in my bag and also my passport with my boarding ticket. My baggage was loaded and on the plane ready for me. I took one last final look at Korea and the week I had, with one last goodbye I turn to check in and board my plane. Now I travelled first class. I thought I may as well make the most of it. If I wanted to make some memories I can tell my future children about I may as well make them good.
Music can do wonders when your alone. Take this for an example, my flight was 8 hours long but with music my pillow and my seat I slept like a baby. Only I felt sorry for the person whose shoulder I was sleeping on. Silly me. But in my flight I was able to see my home again. I felt so much happiness to be here, even if I was alone in my life. Flying into Wellington I look around and here a haka (Maori war dance) welcoming people into New Zealand. I was home. I watched as the haka finished, people gathered in awe. I was well and truly home. You see my mother is also part Maori which is the native culture here. So me having that blood as well I thought I should learn the language and culture while I'm here and that's what I did. Although people mistake me for being a tourist from Korea, I am well and truly from New Zealand.
Now I booked a motel to stay in for a week so I could buy a home and move in. I knew I wanted kids in my life. I wanted to be married when this happens but this personality I couldn't even talk to the next guy unless it was for a reason. I found a little home with a shopping mall down the road and the beach across the road I took it. Signed sealed and it was mine. It was a 3 bedroom house with a walk-in wardrobe and on suite in the master bedroom. My family home. The house came furnished and all I had to buy were towels and little knick knacks.I open my suitcase see all my knick knacks I picked up in Seoul. I began to feel happy in my new home. It was my own, mine. I put the bits and pieces into its spots, and I pick up this toy plush panda. I picked up after going back tho the panda cafe. Looking it reminded me of someone, but what was his name again? I had been in Wellington for a week now so the names in Korea I knew I don't remember now. But the it hit me, Orion. Hes tall, when I say tall I mean tall, I'm 5'9 and he's taller then me. His attire was very business like, dark colours and whites. He had his hair in a clean comb over and always wearing a coloured scarf. Looking at my panda I see his face and throw him on my bed. It was only decoration.
That first night I went out and in the bar was him. Not my high school class mates but Orion Kim. He was sitting in a booth with other business associates. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, him, in my country. I think I looked at him for a minute then snapped out of it. I realised you should never go out alone. All I did was drink Coke. Now I don't drink alcohol and I wanted to be anywhere but my home. I usually go to the library but I wanted something different. So the bar it was. I sat on the other side of the bar dancing and drinking I was having a good time. As it got to 2am I exited the building and headed home. To wake up with Orion in my bed.
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