Cause I Love You | P.CY

Chapter 4

Lee Haeyeon POV

              I looked at the card that I got from Byul's mother. I smiled when I know that I'm in front of her cafe. She owner of the cafe. I entered with the greet of bell. I tried to find Byul but when I think back, I don't think her mom will let her son play around her cafe.

              I took seat near the window. I didn't saw anyone here. I wondered where people and her workers. Suddenly I heard glass broken. It from kitchen. I didn't bother about it until I heard a shouted from kitchen.

" Can't you stay still ?! You just a burden to me ! "

             I went to kitchen and saw a woman and Byul. She scolded him. I thought she is her mom but how can she did that to her own son. She raised her hand and was about to slap Byul, I grabbed her hand. She shocked look at me.

" Noona " Byul called me.

" A mother won't hit own son just because of a piece of glass. You know what glass can buy new but a son can't " I said.

" This none of your business " she pulled her hand.

" I can report you for abused kid " I treated her.

" Do that ! I don't care about him anymore ! He just burden me like his father ! " she shouted and left us. I guess she left this cafe too because I heard bell ring.

              I pulled Byul into my embraced. I patted his back tried to comfort. A kid at his aged should not got treat like this. He don't deserve this. He should be happy not strees with his life. I understand his feeling when no one care about you.

               I closed the cafe. I looked at Byul. He still want to wait his mom after what his mom said. He really strong. I made ice chocolate for him. He took and drink it. I smiled at him. He putted his head on table and slowly close his eyes.

                I putted his head on my lap. I took off my jacket and putted it around him. I'm the youngest in family. Of course I wish a sister or brother. I'm happy God make me met Byul.

                 I heard someone knocked the door. I turned around to check it. Is it he customer ? I slowly putted Byul's head on my bag. I went to door and unlocked it. He looked at me from head to toe.

" What are you doing here ? Where my mom ? " oh. He must be son of the owner of this cafe and Byul's brother.

" She went away early. I waiting until she came back " I replied. He nodded and went to Byul.

" I'm sorry but what happened to Byul body ? " I asked. Gosh this sound wrong.

" Just mind you business " he scoffed. Fine. Suddenly Byul awake and cried. That guy went to Byul and hugged him. He throw my bag and my jacket to me. Rude.

                I waiting until Byul stopped cried but I guess maybe two years later. I took Byul from his hand comfort him. That guy glared at me and I just rolled my eyes. Slowly Byul went back to his sleep back.

" Stop he from crying also can't, but act like arrogant bastard " I said annoyedly.

" I just don't like someone butt in my family problem " he replied while looked at Byul.

" Nice way to welcome me " I rolled my eyes.

" Come here when you free and look for Byul " he looked at me.

" You said you don't want anyone to butt in your problem " I said.

" I'm serious " did I said I'm joking ? Duh.

" Byul always be a person where mom let out her anger. Since dad cheated on her, she became unstable. She should be in hospital but we can't pay it so I took her back " he explained. I shocked when he willing to tell me his story.

" I want to leave mom somewhere after I find out that she hit Byul but this kid kept begging me not too. He said no matter how she, she still our mom. If not because of Byul, I don't think I can stand anymore " he added.

" I'm sorry "

" For what ? " he asked me.

" Well it slipped " i lied.

" Byul really want a sister. I can't get one for him. Thanks for being her sister. You mean a lot to him. Please I'm begging you don't leave him " I froze on my spot.

" You Haeyeon right ? Byul talked about you a lot. I'm Dongwook " he introduced himself. I smiled at him.

                 I should keep this in my mind, if you think you have the hard time, there have people who have more worst. If you think you poor, there have people who can't even eat. I'm lucky enough that I have a family after all.