Jiminrella's Story

Fallen Angel

I wiped his cuts with the cloth I had. He was still unconscious and it's been like an hour already.

"Is he still not up yet?" Na Eun unnie walked in as she placed the tray of bandages next to the mat.

I shook my head while taking one of the bandage rolls. Unraveling it.

As I wrapped the bandage around his cut arm I couldn't help but remember back to the scene that happened to him.

How can there be such a thing in this world? It was bad enough that he got scolded by his mother but for the citizens to treat him like a worthless piece of trash is....

I turn to look at Na Eun.

"Who is he and why do people treat him so terribly"

She looks at me before sighing. "His name is Park Jimin. 17 years old. His dad used to be a black smith until his mother died. His dad fell into depression and lost his workshop" She explained as she cleaned up the things.

"And then?"

She stopped cleaning and looked at me, "He met Jimin's step mother. They fell in love and he got remarried. They moved in with his step mother and his step brother. But his life was filled with torments from his brother and mother and his father couldn't do anything. I'm not sure how but everyone in town soon grew a hatred towards him and this has been his life ever since" she finished explaining.

I look back at Jimin.

He's hated by everyone for no apparent reason. "How long has he lived like this?" I grabbed the wet cloth and wiped his forehead.

"Ever since he was 10" Na Eun unnie replied before exiting the room with the tray.

Frowning I stare at Jimin, "You lived seven years of your life being hated by people who you did nothing wrong to" his eyes slowly opened.

His eyes were opened as he look as if he were trying to adjust to the light. "How are you feeling?"

Slowly, I helped him sit up. He looked around the room once I helped him lean on the wall.

"Who are you?" I smiled and placed the cloth down.

Should I tell him who I am? What if he knows who my father is....oh I know!

"Son Wendy"

His expression didn't change, clearly still confused. "My sister and brother in law lives here" he nodded abit.

"Why am I here?" He questions after looking around once more.

"I saw you getting hurt in town today and well...I brought you here" his eyes sadden when I mentioned about the incident.

He smiles bitterly, "Why didn't you just let me die?"

I stare at him crazily, "Why on earth would I allow someone to waste their life like that"

He chuckles sadly. "It wouldn't matter if I die or not...didn't you hear them? I'm useless" he looks up and I see tears in his eyes.

This boy....he wasn't just hurt....he was broken

I take a breath and look down to the ground. "No one is useless, your existence is important to someone out there"

Jimin stares at me. His mouth slightly ajar, "I should go" he tries to stand up but falls right back down.

I rush to his side and check if he was okay.

"I'll take you home" slowly nodding I helped him up.