But W Continues...

Chapter 5: Mum, I'm home!

Yeon Na's POV

Once I made sure that Jae Sang was out of sight, I hurriedly ran to my locker to grab my extra syringe. I had already used 3 in the morning and afternoon. It was just unexpected that the timer would count down more than 3 times. I should have known. As the days past, I've noticed that the timer has been counting down more often than before.

My hands shivered out of nervousness as I unlocked my locker. This has never happened. I was always prepared. My heart raced in an inhuman speed. Who's heart would not? Especially when my life was at stake. I dug through my tidy locker to find my spare. Now, my tidy and organised locker was a mess but I didn't have the time to worry about. I could always worry about it afterwards if there would be an afterwards. I had to take every moment as my last because who would know what could happen. I always have to live with my guard up the whole time but I allow to go down when I was Jae Sang. How could I be so careless?

Once I grabbed hold of the syringe securely, I quickly did a check of the count down to find out that I had about 6 minute. The doctor advised me to take the shot before the count down hits 5 minutes which was 1 minute and 10 seconds away... 9 seconds... 8 seconds.

I quickly dashed to the nearest girl's washroom. I ran into a cubical, placed down the toilet lid and sat on top. I pulled up my sleeve and using my teeth, took out the safety cap on the syringe and angle it at any part of my wrist. My hands kept shaking as I watched the timer almost hit 5 minutes. I took a deep breath to calm myself and pierced the needle into my wrist and injected the medication into my blood.

My breathing was unsteady. I was afraid. I have never been this late. The pain had been always the same so over time, I got used to it.

Still, I was later than usual. I could die at this moment and cause so much more pain and problems for dad.

Then, the familiar feeling rushed through me. I sighed in relief as the tightness of my wrist loosened. I relaxed and closed my eyes trying to calm my heart and also because I felt exhausted.

After calming down for a short while, I pulled out the needle and took some toilet paper and pressed it against my wrist, adding pressure onto my wrist to stop the bleeding. Only after I gained a bit more energy, I exited the cubical and washed my wrist. I wrapped up the used syringe with toilet paper and kept it in my pocket.

***
"Dad! I'm back. Oh! Little prince~" I entered the house dropping my bag onto the floor. Then, my beloved younger brother came running to me. I opened my arms and he came running into my embrace. I carried him up and a bright smile grew on my face. He smiled brightly back at me melting my heart.

"Where's dad?" I asked and he pointed to the study room. I smiled as a response and ruffled his hair before placing him back onto the floor. He ran to the sofa and continued watching his cartoon.

My younger brother, Chan Woo, is 8 years old. He was born when I was still in a coma. He is a very sweet and loving boy but he is mute. It happened 4 years ago. He fell really ill for 2 weeks. During those 2 weeks, when the doctor came to check on him. He told us that he was mute, that the illness was that bad that it robbed him of his speech. Dad already had so much problems but more just kept coming. Although we wouldn't be able to hear his loud voice anymore, Chan Woo still continued to be a cheerful ball of sunshine that brightened both our days.

I headed to the study room, making sure to knock before entering. There, I found dad sleeping with his head resting on the table with paper everywhere and his computer in front of him. After mum's accident, dad's been quite a mess and I promised mum, even though she wasn't conscious, that I would take care of dad. I shut the computer and gathered all the papers leaving them beside dad before leaving the room.

I went to the once guest room. I opened  and twisted the door knob and entered the room. It was decorated plainly with neutral colours. I looked at the middle of the room and tears welled up in my eyes. I tried my uttermost best to hold them in. I wiped them away planting a smile on my face.

"Mum! I'm home." I walked to the bed side. I watched her lay there still on the bed with her chest heaving slightly upwards. I looked down at my fingers and bit my lips. It was so hard to hold back my tears.

I looked at her hand and grabbed hold of it with both hands. I kept her hand close to my face. "Mum..." My voice cracked as I called her.

I looked at the machine next to the bed, checking her heart rate. "Mum..." This time, I sounded like I was begging for her to reply me.

"Haven't you been sleeping long enough? Can you please wake up?" I begged as tears rolled down my cheeks. My chest felt tight. It was suffocating. Then, I started sobbing again. The sounds I made were not pretty but the pain was too painful to bare.

Then I heard a knock on the door and the door creak open. I sniffed and wiped away my tears before looking back t the door to see Chan Woo standing there, holding the door with half his body in the room hiding behind the door.

"You can come in Channie..." I invited him in. He slowly entered and went by my side.

"What is it?" I asked as I carried him and placed him on my lap. Using sign language, Chan Woo formed out what he wanted to say.

"I was going to my room but I heard sobbing in this room. Noona, are you alright? Is it because you missed mum." A sad smile grew on my face as brushed his hair through my fingers. I nodded, unable to form my words. There was a lump in my throat.

I tried clearing my throat so as to not break down in front of my brother. "I'm fine. Thanks for worrying, my little prince." I smiled lovingly at him as I was touched by how caring he was at such a young age. Kids his age would be asking for many toys or attention but he cares for others and take care of them instead. Dad can't give him all his attention but he tries to.

"Come, let's go down for dinner." I carried him off me and walked downstairs with him.

A/N:

heyyy! so yes, Yeon Joo is not dead. I am not going to destroy one of my favourite ships. 

🌻Don't be a silent reader and leave a comment and vote, Thankiew🌻

~cro💜