Day&Night (Wonho) COMPLETED

Thirty One

Wonho's POV

I try to get some rest on my own, but I don't succeed. After spending all of today with SeolHyun, it's hard to get her out of my head. My parents were supportive and all, they even consider her as their own. There's still something really bugging me a lot. The house next door had looked so empty, devoid of life, but ever since SeolHyun came back from the bathroom she seemed troubled. Then I remembered the bathroom looks out on her previous house. It must've been really hard for her to be confronted with such a thing again. Especially since she hasn't been here in God knows how many years. She probably never even intended to come back here in the first place and I made her. 

The thing is that she needs to move on from this. Knowing her she probably just stuffed this thing away in the back of her mind. Never to think of again. She needs to deal with it, to get it all out. That's the only way she'll be able to move forward. The only way both of us can start over. 

I need to see her. She's probably scared again, being all alone. She needed me last night and I have to admit that I kind of liked it. I always used to be her savior and it's been so long since I've had this proud feeling of being the one to protect her. I also know this can't last. She's an independent woman and she wants to stand on her own to feet. That's just the way she is. But for now, I can still be her hero for the remainder of this trip. 

Her door is open. What the hell? Are there fans here? Bugging her? I immediately know something is really off. She would've yelled if there were just fans. What if...? I can't help but think of them. Would they risk coming here and messing with her again? I burst inside to find her beast of a mother, banging on the bathroom door. She's shouting how SeolHyun is a coward, worth nothing. That she should just go ahead and whore herself out to the general public again. No one will ever love her. And that's where she's wrong. 

I pull the woman off the bathroom door and cast her on the bed. She looks at me, furiously and then seems to remember who I am. 

"You're the reason why she ran away, you know?" she says with the sickest grin on her face. She's even more ugly now, after all these years. She must've been pretty at one point, but there is nothing left. Her soul is black and has made her face twisted with anger. "She desperately wanted to find you, since she was so in love with you. Did you have her yet?" 

"You need to shut up. You have no right being here, let alone talk to her!" I try not to yell, but lose my temper anyway. "Did you know how much she's suffered? Because of you?" 

"I know. And in my opinion it still isn't enough", she smiles at me and it makes me sick to my stomach. This woman needs to be checked in to a mental hospital.

"Get out. You're no mother at all. You don't even deserve to live. SeolHyun is better off without you", I tell her and she gets up. She stands in front of me, trying to intimidate me, but she can't. I will never be intimidated by someone like her. "Get out while I'm being friendly." I'm seething by now. 

"I'll be back. She can never escape me. Or him." She then looks at the door. "Bye, sweetie. I'll be back for you!" 

She walks away and shuts the door behind her. I let out the breath I didn't even know I was holding until now. Wow, that woman has some guts coming here. Then I walk over to the bathroom door. I knock slightly. "She's gone. You're safe", I whisper against the door. The lock slides back and I open up. She's in the bathtub, bawling her eyes out. Her make up is all over her face, her hands are in her hair, pulling it at the roots. Something to keep her from thinking something else I suppose. She looks bewildered, like a deer in headlights as I approach her. I've never seen anything like it, it breaks my heart in a thousand pieces. She looks broken, more broken than before. And that's when I realise how deep rooted this really is. I was never there when the beatings happened, but I always assumed it was just her stepdad. Apparently it seems like her mother was fueling the guy. Making sure he hit her hard enough. She's not afraid of her stepdad, she's afraid of the woman who made her receive the beatings. The one who started it all, the one who calls herself mother.