Smiling Killing |Inspired By KILLING STALKING|

|Thirteen|

|Thirteen|

"Rini" I heard Min-Hyo's almost parenting sounding tone. "Get back in bed."

"I'm too tired to put you on your ass" she groaned back at him. "Usually you'd already be weeping and begging for mercy for even speaking to me that way."

I softly chopped some meat up as I leant forward on the wheely chair, hearing Min-Hyo and Ah Rin argue and bicker. Things had been very slow since I had officially met Do-Yoon, and after Ah Rin started to recover. She was still weak, still woozy, but that didn't stop her from trying to stand.

Min-Hyo showed a protectiveness that he had over Ah Rin that I didn't expect. I knew he had to do what she said, but I didn't realise he really, really cared for her. It was surprising to think about.

I had volunteered to cook dinner, which I now realised was a stupid idea since I wasn't very good at cooking, but Do-Yoon stood beside me, chopping up some vegetables with ease. He still wore an old shirt of Min-Hyo's, the shirt so big it looked like a dress on him. He was silent, not talking to me, the only noise was the sound of the pot boiling.

He kept his head faced towards the vegetables, but then snuck a glance my way with his eye. His glass eye stared straight forward, making it look creepy and slightly unnerving when he looked at me the way he was.

I kept slicing the beef, images of Dae-seong as I stabbed into him flashed in my mind.

"Why don't you walk?"

I bristled and turned to Do-Yoon who had turned fully to face me.  I wondered if he still wanted to kill me. Still wanted to beat me into a pulp. But as I stared back at him, I found that I didn't care as much as I probably should. It wasn't that I didn't value my life, but that if he tried to, Min-Hyo would probably stop him.

Well, I hoped so.

I looked down to my horribly bandaged feet. The feeling of the sledge hammer coming down on them flashed in my memory, and I gulped.

"I uh...Ah Rin broke them" I said softly. "So if I came up out of the basement, I couldn't escape.."

He blinked, not seeming as phased by that as he probably should of. Then again, he wasn't fully sane. It was odd, thinking that he really wasn't the full quid, but then as I saw his glass eye, I imagined he was some sort of Jekyll and Hyde. When I thought about, was I the same? One minute I was the weak, quiet Jang Eu-Eu, the next, the smiling, merciless killer?

Was that because of our mother? Hyung Ki?

"And your hands?" He said.

One hand had my finger missing. The other was slightly contorted from breaking it as I frantically had tried to get away from that spider. My shoulders hunched at the thought of that terrifying thing being in the house.

"I did that" I replied softly, turning back towards the meat and continuing to slice it again. "Accidentally, mind you."

"Mm" he said softly, before he turned towards the vegetables and continued to chop them.

Why had Ah Rin taken my brother? Out of all things, why make him like her? And not torture him like she did to me? There had to be a reason.

Did I ever tell you about Nae-woo..? said her soft voice in my head.

Nae-woo...Do-Yoon had called Ah Rin as 'Eonni'...meaning 'Big sister'...is that what Ah Rin tried to accomplish? To have a sibling? A younger one? Why? But it didn't make sense - Eonni was what a little sister would call her older sister. He used the wrong way. Is that because he didn't know the difference because he never had siblings? Or is since she wanted him  to call her that?