Sweet Monster | Luhan Fanfic

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The sound of Eunsook's palms hitting Luhan's cheek bounces of the walls. What was Eunsook's happiness suddenly turned into hatred, then confusion. Luhan, shocked, raises his voice to a shout.

"What the hell Eunsook!"

For a second, she felt apologetic but she shakes of the feeling and pointed her finger at him.

"You!"

She shouts back, this time, her tears coming in buckets. Luhan confused and angry starts to melt at the sight of her broken darling. He could never be angry at her.

"Eunsook, darling, what's wrong?" he asks calmly and sweetly, earning a shocked expression from Eunsook but her rage quickly covers it.

"You brought me here Luhan. You killed my parents. You erased my memories. You brought me to hell Luhan! You killed me!" she shouts every word until her throat  becomes rough. Her tears flow down endlessly on her pale white cheeks.

Paralyzed, Luhan stands still in confusion. He didn't even know her before to kill her family. Luhan opens his mouth in protest but it looked like Eunsook wasn't going to listen or even trust him as she storms out of the room.

What a love gone wrong.

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I cry as I ran out of the room and still can't believe what had just happened. Luhan had just proclaimed he loves me and I shattered it all by my selfish needs. No, he was the one who shattered it in the first place as he killed my family and who I really was.

I'm going to make him pay.

Slowly, I slow my pace and wipe the tears from my eyes. I look around to see how far I've reached but I couldn't recognize anything. I walk a few more steps and see pictures on each side of the corridor.

"Miss Eunsook! What on earth are you doing here?" someone asks from behind and I turn around to see a lady covering her mouth in shock.

"What?" I ask, my voice lowering into a whisper. Yet, she doesn't respond with words and responds only with action by walking towards me quickly and grabbing my arm.

"Master Luhan has restricted you to go through this corridor and has ordered me to bring you back. You are not allowed here miss"

At the very mention of his name, I pull my arm back from her grip and glare at her. "He is at no place to command me"

"Yes he can. You are his slave, can't you remember?"

I shake my head in protest as she grabs my arms firmer this time.

"Halt!"

A loud voiced echoed and I froze in fear. Looks like I wasn't the only one as the lady's hands turned colder. "Aemi, what do you think are you doing?" We both turn around to see Sooman. Their Father.

"M-Master Luhan asked me to bring her back" Aemi stutters but still manages to speak clearly while I stay completely frozen in my place. "Oh, but she's my guest! Now come, Eunsook, we have a few things to talk about. Don't we?" Now he turns at my direction, his eyes sharp and I had no choice but to nod.

"Very well" reluctantly, Aemi lets her grip loosen until my arms are free. As she walks away, I stop the urge to call her back and instead take me back to Luhan but a part of me is curious about what Mr. Sooman has to say. So I follow him.

We walk down the corridor slowly and I take my time to study his father. Their father, I should say. His shoulders broad and spine straight and even with the white hair present here and there, he carries himself confidently. I wish I could do so too infront of him but I always just cower and run into his arms. Life. No, Love. No, it is only I that keeps myself going. Never anybody else.

I try to burn the lie into my skull and dwell to much that I don't notice Sooman stop on his tracks as we've areived infront of an unfamiliar door. "Let's have a cup of tea shall we?" More like, Let me disect your brain to find out what's going on. I scoff inwardly at the thouaght but shake them all off as I nervously enter he dimly lit room.

The room was spacious and expected-ly dark. A plush red carpet covers what seem to be a wooden floor. Four candles light up each corner of the room and a single chair is place at the middle of the room and finally another door. I immediately froze on my tracks.

"Feels familiar enough Eunsook-ah?" he asks in chilly voice and I can't help but shudder as everything falls back into place.

The room. The room were I first woke up without memories! Of course! The pictures in the corridor. The only door inside the room that leads to the bathroom were I took off the rags off my skin. The place where it had all began, but why hadn't I seen the door outside this room where I first met Luhan? Something is very off.

"Take a seat please" he offers but I shake my head. "I'd rather remain standing" he smiles. nothing humurous found with it and clicks his tounge. "Very well" he walks infront of me keeping a meter length of space between us.

"You see, being an illusionist is one of the most powerful power a man or woman can ever get. Lucky am I, I'm an illusionist. Third of the last in this generation actually-"

"I don't care about any of your stupid facts. I'm not here to listen as you babble through your speciality" I cut him off but he proceeds.

"And I'm sure you've had your fair share of illusions like, let's see. How you believed Luhan was the one who killed your family" He smirks and my eyes open in horror but my jaw drops when I see what happens next.

Slowly, as if colors started blending in his skin, I face a familiar face and hear a familiar voice. Only that it is not the real one I know. He has illusioned himself as Luhan. Every single detail of him replicated all because of his father's power.

"You see-" The voice "All has been planned from the start-" The gestures "As the prophecy had said, you would come and melt my son. My son killed my wife and since you are the most preicous human being to him. You my dear will destroy him. Brilliant isn't it!"

"Luhan never killed your wife! You can not use me as a bait! Stop this!" I scream and try to run towards him but a sudden snap of electricity forces its way down my vain, bringing me to my knees. "Son" Sooman raises his hand and beckons someone to enter the room as well. Chen.

"My pleasure" He smiles and as soon as he reaches me, I feel so dead that I fall into abyss.