The Last Heartbeat

Reminiscing.

Alex laid down on her bed, trying to get that husky yet manly voice off her mind. She had almost forgot how his voice sounded like.

For years, she had been avoiding herself from listening to his voice, his songs. Whenever she came across his videos, she ignored each one of them. When they were in the van, and his group's songs suddenly played on the radio she would quickly plugged in her earphones, listening to other songs, turned the volume to the maximum.

The last time she heard his voice was a month ago during the variety show.

And she tried to make herself busy by writing lyrics and helping Eunna at the studio as the girl was busy producing new songs for their upcoming album just so that she forgot about him.

Nobody knows. While she was trying her best to act like she was fine, deep inside her heart, the scars won't heal. And nobody knows what happened. Nobody other than herself and her family who are on the other part of the world.

It brought back the pain she had. She called it pain instead of memories. Because the word 'memories' is too nice, too beautiful to represent the moments she used to have back then.
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Her family moved to Korea because her grandfather had passed away, which left her grandmother alone. And her father was the only child they had.

They usually came for a visit during school holidays. Unfortunately, a year after her grandfather gone, her grandmother got sick. Her health condition had worsened from time to time.

As her father worked at the embassy, they always had to move from one country to another- Japan, Turkey, Hong Kong, Spain, Philipine, India, Singapore, Germany and a few more.

Luckily, around that time they had to move to her father home country. She was 13 and was in her 9th grade. She and her sisters were enrolled to an international school in Daegu city.

Apparently, her grandmother's house was quite near to Suga's house. Sometimes, her grandmother would ask her and her younger sister, Brianna to give some rice cakes to Suga's mother and that lady would gave them food like kimbap or seaweed soup in return.

So, even though they were not attending the same school, they still got to see each other and they sometimes bumped into each other at night when he went back home with his friends or during weekend.

She was only 13 when she went home alone a little bit late on that day, she and her friends went to a cafe which was located near to their school. She walked to home alone.

That was how a man bumped into her on her way home. At first he was asking for direction, but she realized something was not right. He was drunk. That man suddenly grab her hand and tried to pull her to some place. She was shocked, screamed and tried to fight him back.

A few seconds later, a group of boys came out of nowhere. They beat that man up. One of them took her hand and ran away. They stopped near a mart and tried to catch their breath.

"You....you okay? Do you live... around here." He asked. His voice was...husky?
"I'm....I think...I think I'm okay."
"Hey, wait a minute! You're the girl who always sent the rice cakes to our house right?"

She nodded.

"Come. I'll walk you home." He said.

"Huh? What? No...no thanks. I'll walk by my own."

"Idiot. You just screamed because you were scared when the man pulled your hand and now you're telling me you'll walk alone? Can you? You must be kidding me."

The way he said it annoyed her, she felt like he was downgrading her in some ways.

"I'm not an idiot. And I screamed because I was shocked. Not because I was scared. Thank you for helping. Goodbye!" She walked away.