Dark Paradise (Under Editing)

Ch 4: "What did you do!?"

     A week has gone by for I've been keeping my mouth shut from spilling out things to let his anger rage out, while knowing that Yoonbum and I have each other's back.

   He's been able to use crutches while my ankles are still in bad shape not ready to walk again, if I ever can.

   Sangwoo has told me about crossing the line and I'm keeping it that way to stay on this side, for I know that if I do my ankles can't get me far from the door.

   Sleeping in the same bed with Sangwoo is a fearful thought, but him holding me makes me feel safe and secure. I regret thinking that... but then I don't.

   The two guys are in the basement while I sit at the dining room table with head in arms, tired, stressed and mind asking questions of what they are doing.

   Sangwoo then walks down the stairs in a fancy red outfit with Yoonbum in a nice shirt and in jeans,
"Where are you guys going?" I ask seeing Yoonbum put a jacket on, 'Sangwoo is letting him cross the line? Has he soften up on us?'

   "Heading off to a party, we will be back later in the night." Sangwoo replies kneeling down to my eye level, his hand caresses my cheek.
"You gonna miss me~?" I nod leaning my face in his firm hand, he chuckles kissing my head.

  "Don't worry, I'll take you next time. Be back before you know it. Say bye, Bum." He gets up walking to the door while Yoonbum smiles at me but with fear in his eyes not wanting to go. "Bye, Kai." His soft easy voice says for I wave back. 

   The door shuts behind them, the house is empty... alone, that's a feeling that I truly hate.

  My feet leaning against the floor in a broken way, my ears hearing the house settling down with the winds roaring right outside, in the real world.

   "Hyun, Kyu, Daeshim... Mom..." I say breaking down crying it all out for no one is here to see me, for I have kept this pain in me from day 1.

  My nails digging into my head seeing everything blurry with a cold feeling rolling down my face.

  'I'll never see them again...' I sniffle sitting up, 'Sometimes we have to make sacrifices to leave our lives, and loved one's behind to make life better.' Hyun's words whisper in my mind.

   Slowly getting on my knees crawling to the bedroom, letting out a sigh looking up the many stairs for me to climb.

  'Stairs used to be the best thing to play on when I was little running up and down the steps, but now it's a big pain for I never want to look or walk on stairs again.' My mind growls reaching for the next step with my sweaty hands against the smooth wooden steps.

  My wounds ache feeling the newly scabs ripping apart at each movement of my muscles, telling myself only a few more steps.

  My hands meet the comfy carpet of his room letting them give out from under me for lying on the floor.

  "Why did he take Yoonbum to a party? A little odd of him to do that." I think out loud staring up at the ceiling smelling the bad scents from the basement for it's from previous dead bodies,
"Where does he hide the bodies? Under the house? Buries them outside? Wait! Why am I even asking about that?" I say trying to think of something else, for my eyes land on his dresser.

  Looking through the drawers are every person's things that are usually in them, clothes. Opening the bottom drawer to see a small box, personal things are hidden in it.

  Pictures of himself when a little kid, 'He's so cute when little... but why isn't him or his mom smiling?' My mind asks seeing that his dad is smiling but not them, they're covered in bruises.
"His dad abused him too... that's what made him like this. For once I feel for him." I say with a quiet voice maybe the reason he has kept me alive is that I was abused by my dad.