[Not Updating]Take My Hand // Mark Tuan

Chapter 28: Her Story

Kim Sowon's pov

I laid on my bed looking up at the ceiling. My eyes were swollen from all that crying. I couldn't sleep at all. This was my first time telling anyone, even my family and friends. Why did I get this feeling that I could trust them more than anything?

I rolled around in my blanket. He kept popping into my head. Where was he? Why hasn't he contacted me? Why won't his friends and family tell me? Why do I still love him? Does he even love me still? Another tear rolled down my eye.

Flash Back

I finally got out of school after the final exams. I was, sadly, the last one done taking it. I walked to my home. The busy cars, busy traffic going beside me. I sighed heavily, knowing my parents would be mad at me for coming home late. Well they had always been strict and mean. I couldn't do anything about it.

I took my shoes off and put them on the rack. As I headed to my room, I stopped in my tracks as I got called out.

"SOWON!! YOU'RE LaTe AGAINNN?!" My mom yelled at me, emphasizing the again. I was always early, actually, everyday but my parents expect me to be more quicker than I already am. It's always been like this. They would criticize me for what ever I did. I never did know the reason why, they treat me so badly when my younger sister has always been treated well, with love.

Although I'm not treated like my sister, many say they are still my parents and still love me as well. But, that's not the case. I would say it isn't love. It's hatred. But not to that extent.

"I had to take my exam." I answered her, continuing back into my room.

"YOUng LADY! Do not leave when I am talking!" She yelled at me. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"You were done talking and I had answered your question." I said, turning back to her. Her anger rised and she slapped me. I held my left cheek and looked at her with surprise, tears forming in my eyes. She had never once done that. She would usually yell and scream and say mean things to me.

"I'm tired of your behavior young missy. Why can't you be like your sister for ONCE?!" She yelled in my face. This time, tears streamed down my face like strong rain dripping down from the sky.

"Sister this Sister that. WHat have I ever done to receive no love at all?? Why Am I being Treated this way all my life?!" I yelled in sadness and anger as well.

Her eyes softened a bit but got even more angry. "You burned your sister's back. That's why she can only wear long sleeves. Don't you feel bad for her for what you have done?!" Her voice was less loud this time but still hurt like a thousand knives stabbed in my heart.

"Of course I feel guilty! I've been feeling this way all my life! But you and dad adding onto my guilt make it worse for me!! Do you know how hard it's been for me all my life? No, you don't. Cuz you haven't been giving me any attention other than screaming and yelling at me. Do you know much I long for love from you when I'm always hanging out at my friend's house? Oh wait you don't cuz you are always paying attention to Soron.(sister) I get that it was my fault, but I hate that you don't even consider my point of view, my feelings." I blurted out and started sobbing as well. She stood in front of me, not knowing what to do, what to say. She had not even once thought of it that way. She had never once had tried to understand what i had felt. She felt bad, for treating her own daughter that way. She hugged me, stroking my hair. I started crying even harder. Is this how it feels to have a mother consoling their child? Because it feels nice.

Days have past. They started treating me better which I feel relieved. I had finally felt loved by my parents. But I was still sad and heart broken.

I haven't heard from him these past weeks. He never came to school. I even asked his best friends. They have ignored me and avoided me.

"Yah! SCOUPS STAP RIGHT THERE!" I yelled in the hall way. He noticed me and started walking away quickly. I dashed towards him, pulling him back by pulling his backpack.

"Yah. Sowon, get your dirty hands off me." He said. I took my hands off his bag and he turned around and stared at me. "What do you want?" He said, coldly.

"Yah where's Mingyu? And am why are you acting like that? You're always one to help me if I ever needed you." I said, staring deeply into his eyes. I could see that he really wanted to tell me something but didn't. He was holding back.

He ignored my first question and answer my second. "I changed. I don't want you to ask me for help anymore. I don't need your help." He said and walked away. I sighed.

That day, I went to his house and knocked on his door. No one answered. I kept knocking and knocking. At some point I started shouting.

"Yah!! KIM MINGYU OPEN THE DOOR!!" The door opened and I saw his mother.

"Annyeonghaseyo Mrs. Kim. Is Mingyu there?" I asked. She sighed and looked at me sadly and sorry.

"Sorry Sowon. He doesn't want to see you." She said, about to close the door. I put my foot in between the crack.

"Wait! Can I see him? Please? Just one second!! I'll stop coming!!" I said. She sighed and shook her head.

"Can you at least tell me why?" She stared at me deeply sorry. I left the house in tears, sadness, and regret. I should've just burst into the house when she had opened the door.

Months. Years had passed by. I had already graduated Highschool and was now in college. Ive been searching for him ever since. But I couldn't find him. I decided to give up. I shouldn't be wasting my time. I need to find a job and such. I started studying music and learned to rap and sing and dance. Music was now my life. Then I became a trainee here at JYP.

End of Flashback

Where in the world are you, Kim Mingyu?

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A/N: Haha sorry I had to add seventeen. But anyways, sorry this chapter wasn't about Mark. He will be in the next chapter though^~^ The next chapters may gradually build up to connect with this flashback. So yeah. Thanks for reading!! Sorry for any grammar and spelling mistakes!