[IMAGINE] XIUMIN (with Chen) - 'The mysterious friend'
I kept playing with the blue piece of paper, while listening to my friend’s crazy blabbering… I wasn’t sure whether I should just ignore this or take action.. It was the 3rd time to see a left note on my table, with the same odd message: “I can listen to your sorrow!”
What was weirder is that at the bottom there was an id... Wondered who that was? I really felt nervous, knowing that there might be some strange dude watching for me wherever I was…
“YAH!!”
Me: “Damn, Chen! You scared me!”
Chen: “You’re not listening.. and it was a damn good joke..”
Me: “Ah.. sure it was.. but my smile ran away thanks to your humor..”
Chen: “…. Ha ha… Very funny.. so are you coming to the match this weekend?”
Me: “I don’t know..”
I wasn’t very animated about the idea, since football wasn’t my thing, although I did find it a good excuse to ran away from home and just relax.. There wasn’t anything to make me feel that I had a home.. I was living with my aunt, who was taking care of me and my inheritance…
She was a nice person, couldn’t complain about that.. The reason was a totally different one, which had a huge impact on me every since mum decided to give up on her hopes.. Thanks to that, people would just throw a stigma on my person, leaving me no chance to show that I wasn’t like that at all.. To all this mix you could also add my dad’s love… for my mum’s richness..
After school I got back home, greeting my aunt, who was cooking while humming a song, playing with the fork, which was a sign for me to just stay away from her sight, in case that fork would end up flying in the air…
I got into my room, taking off my shoes and heading to my desk, to put the note along with the others.. I went to take a shower and after change in something more comfortable, before doing some laundry.. I just couldn’t stand people doing everything in my name, just because I was rich.. And what was there to be ashamed of washing some clothes??
My aunt called me for the lunch, while I was finishing my homework.. I reached for my cardigan on the bed, cause I was feeling a little cold and went outside my room, closing the door without noise…
I was about to enter the kitchen, when hearing my aunt talking to someone at the phone.. I went to pick the other one in the living room and listen..
Aunt: “You’re just crossing your limits now..”
Voice: “Who the hell are you to tell me how to act?”
Aunt: “Can’t you understand how much this hurts her?”
Voice: “Look… just tell her I need the money by tomorrow… since that b**ch gave her all the money, she must at least lend some to her dad.. ”
Aunt: “Control your words when talking about my sister, rascal!”
Voice: “Tell her..”
I put the phone down, trying to grasp the situation.. Well, he was showing his ‘love’ again… I went to the kitchen to take the lunch up in my room, kissing my aunt in the process.. When I was about to turn to my left, my aunt cleared her throat, as if she wanted to tell me something..
Me: “Just give him the money..”
Aunt: “Are you sure, honey? He’ll get used to it and will ask for more..”
Me: “Just give it..”
I put the food on my desk, then let my self fall on my knees, crying silently.. There was no doubt anymore that my dad only loved mum for her money, thus making her get to the state in which she just…