Saranghae [m.yg]

Chapter 13

It was night and we were going back home from a little trip that eomma and appa planned out for me.

Today's my birthday.

The road was empty and it was slightly raining, small drops of water poured down from above and I watched the water run down the window.

I wonder sometimes if the heavens cry because a soul was pulled down to hell and not to heaven.

"Areum! your father is talking to you!" I heard eomma scowl. I didnt speak. I got mad at appa earlier.

Why? because I wanted to buy stuff but he didn't allow me, he said I didnt needed those. I got mad so bad. It's a really pathetic excuse, I know, but I just wanted it, ya know?

Call me spoiled, I don't care, it's my birthday after all.

I slipped on my earphones as my nagging mother continues to yell at me.

His voice started to soothe me, even though he was kinda rapping, it made me feel happy because I knew what the message was about.

"I don't give a shit, I don't give a fuck"

"Honey, leave her be." I saw dad smile and he held eomma's shoulder. "She's disrespecting you! She needs to be-"

Dad was so sweet and nice. He never deserved what happened..

I didn't understand why eomma was trashing around, it's not a big deal anyway.

"You know what? Give me that!" Eomma yelled and snatched my phone away.

"Hey! Give that back!!" I was listening to an artist. This was his one and only song.

I love that artist. He expresses so much emotion in one song, it's as if he's telling something. I wanted to meet him, but it seems impossible .I didn't knew his real name or what he looked like, but it didn't bother me much.

"H-Honey-!" Appa was suddenly hit in the face when eomma snatched my phone away.

"A-Appa!!!"

And it happened all so fast.

Tires screeching.

Screams.

Glass breaking.

A loud crash.

Help quickly came and we were all rushed to the hospital.

I had a deep cut on my leg and arm, doctors said that it will just become a scar. I did bump my head but it wasn't serious.

Mom had a few cuts on her face, she was lucky that there was no glass that made contact on her eyes.

But appa..

From the strong impact and the crash from the car to a large tree, his legs got crushed and there were large cuts on his upper body and face.

They said there was a chance he would make it.

They lied.

They tried to lighten things up.

They were wrong.

They made it worse.

That "chance" they said, was bullshit.

Ever since the accident, sometimes, my mom would come home drunk. I'm lucky that she doesn't beat me up.

She just cries. She would blame herself that it was her fault, sometimes she pins it on me. I would always catch her nearly killing herself or hurting herself. But I can't shake the feeling that it was my fault too. If I hadn't been a spoiled brat then he would still be here.

I remember getting home from the hospital with eomma, Sehun and his parents picked us up.

"A-Areum.." Sehun said. "I'm sorry.. Your father actually talked to me, he wanted to give you something and set up a surprise"

He pulled me to my room and my eyes were filled with tears.

There was balloons on the ground, a "Happy Birthday" on my window, there was pictures of either me and my dad, mom or all of us.

There was also a box on my bed with a note.

"S-Sehun.."

"Go ahead. I'll be here."

I approached the box slowly and picked the note up.

'Happy Birthday my dear Areum,
I hope you will love these gifts I bought for you, these are the stuff that you wanted since forever like that pikachu that you've always wanted. I actually contacted that male singer to give you a note, you'll see it inside :)

I love you so much dear. I may not be the best and greatest father, but I'm doing my best for you. I want you happy baby girl.

Remember, your appa loves you so much! Appa may not be here for you always, but he will always be in your heart :)

Tell me if Sehun does anything to you, I'll drag him up to where I am ;) 하하하! 사랑해요, 아름 !'

I felt a tear fell and I opened the present.

There was an envelope inside, a little box, a bunch of small stuff toys and other kinds of things.

I picked the envelope up and opened it, seeing a folded paper and a necklace.

The necklace was really pretty. It was a crystal shaped with a marble design.

I wore the necklace and unfolded the letter.

'Annyeong.

I'm happy that you like my song. This actually is my most personal one and I wasn't planning on releasing it. But what happened, happened.

Thank you, so much :)

I'd love to meet you, sadly, I can't because of personal reasons. I hope you like this necklace I bought for you to just simply say sorry for not being able to meet you.

- Agust D'

Agust D..

I would love to meet you too someday