My Awful Girl || KTH ||

T H R E E

[ Media : This may or not be the illustration of Elsa's stepmother ;)]

Elsa

I walked lazily out of the car and entered my house when the driver opened it up for me. I jumped onto the couch and leaned lazily on it.

Thinking about how to make Taehyung away from the girl. I was just so sick of this life. To recall that he rejected my offer boldly without giving a second thought about it was eating me up. Yes, I was wrong about him. I thought he might do just anything to protect that nerd.

" Leora, where's appa? I haven't seen him like three days," I asked Leora, my maid when I saw her walking down the stairs.

" Oh young miss. Didn't he tell you? He had a business vacation in Italy. He would be back maybe in two days or so,"

" Alright," Leora took my bag to bring it upstairs but she halted before doing that.

" I have prepared your lunch. You can go clean up before going to eat," I hummed to show her that I was going to do so as she was back to do her work.

She was the nicest person in this house apart from Boo San, the driver. I stepped up the stairs to my huge room. I got myself cleaned up with a fresh shower and got in my comfy but stylish clothes.

I had no appetite to eat so I turned the tv on. Watching Korean drama while lying on the king sized bed, with bowl of snacks on my lap of course. That's life!

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After some while that I didn't count of, maybe a long time because I was immersed in the dramas, a voice appeared.

" Young miss, Mrs. Park is here. She wants to meet you at the family hall," a paled skin woman appeared in front of my door and I realised she just opened it by her own will. It made my blood boiled with anger.

" Don't you know how to knock ? How many times have I told you?!"

" Sorry," I was very angry when my maids didn't listen to me or making something that test my patience. And this woman too, Kang Haera or Park Haera like everybody called her as she was married to my father. Whatever.

My stepmother whom I hated so much because she always pissed me off. She also hated me, so the feeling is mutual. I grasped my hair feeling frustrated and walked to the family hall only to see a young woman with red lips and tight dress above her thigh.

Sometimes I didn't even know how or why my father married this woman. Cause it was more like he was marrying a whore than a woman. I wrapped my arms around my body and not looking at her.

She was polishing her nails like a boss, crossing her legs with some alcoholic beverages on the table. Disgusting.

" What do you want?" I asked rudely, like I always did to her. She didn't deserve my respect nor that she cared to get it from me.

It was just in front of my father that I treated her better, not kindly okay, just better. Not that I acted to, but my father insisted me to respect her so I did just to satisfy him. Haera sipped the red wine from the glass annoyingly with elegance and raised a brow.

" What a good way to greet your mother isn't it?" I scoffed with her lovely introduction.

" Like you are my mother. Now straight to what you want to say before I leave," I rolled my eyes.

" Tsk tsk. If only your dad knows how rude you are, little bitch. Hmm...I just want to warn you. My boyfriend is coming tomorrow so shut your mouth up and don't tell your father," darn it!

This woman is such a whore! I knew it! Since he was married to my father four years ago, I had known all along that this woman married him for money. Like he cared because he also chased for money and wealth. And he even disown his son, Park Hanson, my brother for choosing a poor girl instead of him and the inheritance.

Yes. I had a brother. Hans oppa. He was four years older then me. We were so closed with each other and I really loved him. Mama died when I was twelve due to a disease. Father didn't bother to take care of her during her sickness instead he preferred his work more.

Mama suffered breast cancer stage 4 and when we knew it was already too late. Father tried everything to save her and even used a large amount of money, but it was fated that mama had to leave.

" You can do whatever you pleased to while you still have the chance. But, life is not always side to you, so watch out,"

I sent a smirk at her and walked away. She chuckled in a bitchy way that managed to sting my ears.

" What a good self reflection dear. I hope you are not sad with life which never sided to you.." I still could hear her voice echoing from a distance with her evil laugh. I ran to my bedroom and threw myself on the bed. I looked at the framed photo on my table.

Appa, Mama, Hanson oppa and me. We looked so happy in that picture. How could we turned into this mess all of a sudden? How? Why did this happened to me?

I suddenly remembered about Hanson. He used to love me very much, protecting me, consoling me whenever I was down and he was like everything to me after mama and appa. Plus, when our father was married to Haera, he still treated me kindly and only me.

He treated me like I was a princess. Until one day when he declared that he fell in love. Since our father knew about their relationship, he forbade him from meeting her. From that point onwards, he lacked his attention for me as he was distressful.

Nevertheless, he still cared for me and at least tried to. But one day all he did was disappearing suddenly. When I woke up to find him, he was nowhere to be seen. He left. Without a slightest clue which made me dumbfounded.

With that, father became angry and disowned him. Haera was of course happy, she took advantage to bring her boyfriends to house. To keep my mouth shut, she would threaten me.

" Mama...why did you leave us? Huh? Why? Now you look at me, at appa and oppa. How we end up..." I hid the frame under my pillow to prevent myself from setting eyes on it again. It just made me hurt until nowadays the pain was unbearable.

I had a tearful sleep and all I thought about was my mother. How I missed her hugs, her cooking, her soft voice and her smell..

It was the nicest smell that I had known all of my life.

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I woke to the blinding sunshine from my window and looked at my clock.

What?!!! I only had fifteen minutes to get ready for school? I usually took freaking half an hour! I jumped to the bathroom and took a speed bath, dressed into my uniform and looked at the mirror to braid my bangs and put on make up. But...what?

I looked at my face and it was swollen. It must be because I cried so much. I took a lot effort to do my make up and it already left me five minutes only so I just tied my hair into a ponytail without the usual hairstyle. I ran down the stairs and towards the door.

" Young miss...your breakfast!" Leora shouted from behind me in rush.

"It's okay, I'm late already! Why didn't you wake me up?" I whined and frowned at her while wearing my shoes.

" I am sorry but I tried many times but you didn't wake up. So I thought that you won't go to school..." She trailed off maybe after she realised I was too far from her likings.

" It's okay, bye,"

" But...breakfast..." I ignored Leora and jumped into the car without waiting for Boo San to open the door for me cause I was late. Huh, why I had such a bad starting today?

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Sorry for the boring chapter. But I will try to make it a lot more interesting for you to read so keep going, okay! Love you~