Save me // kim Myungsoo // Park Chorong

Chapter 2: Adopted

Asha's POV
I woke up early, too excited that I had myself tripped and bruised from waking up. I washed and brushed my teeth. I went to the kitchen, wishing that my father hasn't  left for work yet, but being the fool me, i had my expectations too high again that i can hear my heart breaking. There in front of me is just my fuming mother. 1, 2, 3, here we go.

"WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU PREPARED OUR BREAKFAST YET??", it's early in the morning and she's acting like a pregnant woman again.

I got some eggs, and ham from the fridge, and was about to make an omelet and a fried rice when I heard my mother say,

"Oh, yes my bad, good news for you, your father told me you can't study in the medical school you've been wishing for, and he was sorry for that.Oh poor you!!Hahahahaha, Oh, and sons, come here, go and take some bath we'll be heading somewhere,I'll buy all the things you guys want."

It feels like my whole world just shattered into pieces, it feels like everything's falling, how? Why does it have to happen? My father's promise is the only thing that kept me living until now, even risking my life in this hell hole and now all those high hopes and dreams would be gone just in a blink of an eye? How? How can my father do such thing? How can a person you trust most can hurt you that much?

Even though it hurts so much, I finished and served them the food and casually walked into my room. Sobbing so hard in my pillows while clutching my heart and stomach. It hurts, it hurts so much. Just a 
step in fulfilling your dreams and it would all be just gone?? Why? Why is it always have to be me? Am I that worthless of a person?, that nothing's going right in my life anymore?? Well, maybe I just have to give up, there's nothing much in living anymore.
____________________________________After hearing those words, everything has changed. I wasn't me for weeks, but my family's still the same, oh no, my bad, they got worse, I feel like dying, with their words stabbing me like knives. I became weaker as days pass by, but they seem not to notice anything. I'm a little step closer in taking suicide.

" Why don't you just die? You're a fuck up retard bitch."

" A worthless piece of shit even."

"You don't even deserve the air you're breathing now."
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I came back to my senses,it's still hard to believe it though. But I've realized that I should be thankful right? Because if I lose something, then maybe there's something much more bigger awaiting for me. I tried to be positive, things got a bit clearer for me, but I might say, I've changed, this time I came back with a cold attitude, a rude personality, in times where I have to deal with my family. They kind of got scared tho, they barely talk harsh words in my front anymore but they still don't stop insulting me in my back,but when it comes at night, I feel weak. I always cry myself to sleep without any reason. I guess I'm just numb right now, and maybe this is way more better than feeling everything at all. I act like I'm all too well, when in reality it is the opposite.
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My family's now gone for their trip, and guess what I just spent my days cleaning and cleaning. I finished cleaning every corner of this one, except for the masters bedroom.

I was busy sweeping, and cleaning when a crumpled letter from my father for me? was in my mother's desk.

My dear Asha,
I'm about to fulfill your dreams. I've earned enough money to send you in your dream university. You will finally soon be a doctor. Do your best okay? And oh, i already gave the money to your mom. Sorry if you're to read this, I'm already gone for work. I guarantee you're too tired so I didn't bother waking you up. Stay strong always,keep praying okay? Never lose hope. I love you my daughter.
Truly Yours,
Father
I was tongue tied for a long time. Maybe this is the reason why I've heard my parents arguing on the phone ? But, How? How can my own mother do this to me? I'm one step close to my dreams and she have to spend all those money that my father has worked hard for?! What kind of mother is she? All those time, I kept blaming my father for all of this? After having that phone call to my father, I think I can't even forgive myself.
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(Phone call)
Asha: Why father, how could you do this to me? I thought you're gonna keep your promise, i thought you're different from them? How could you?

Father: Asha, what are you talking about?

Asha: No forget it, I'm done. Don't you ever call me your daughter again!!!

Father: Asha wha-?

I didn't bother waiting for his reply, instead I just ended the call.
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Right now, I have a reason to even hate myself. Why? Why didn't I believed my father? How could I be this horrible? Maybe everything would be better without me.

I don't know what's happening to me that time.I guess, I was crying like a crazy maniac, but you can't blame me.It's just too much. I just had the sudden urge to go away.Away from everything, from this life.

I grabbed the key to my parents hidden closet and started opening the vault, where I think every valuable things was kept by my mother there.
I got half a million, I don't care if this is stealing. I just need to get away, but again, something caught
my eye. A folder with my Name? An adoption paper?

How dumb of me to even think that I was theirs.