FLAMES ➳ myg ✓

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FOUR
memories

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THE FRONT DOOR roughly slammed shut, the picture frame that once hung on the wall crumbling to the ground. I slowly opened my eyes at the sound of the loud noise. My body felt lifeless as I awoke from my slumber. Rubbing my eyes, I sat up from my position on the couch and analyzed my surroundings.

A drama played on the television while a small blanket was draped over me. A small picture frame laid helplessly on the floor, not broken fortunately. The shoe rack was a mess, shoes scattered around the ground near the rack. I let a sigh escape my lips while standing to my feet. I neatly folded the blanket, resting it on the couch. I turned off the tv before making my way towards the kitchen.

On the countertop was an opened red wine bottle that was filled halfway. Beside the bottle were three wine glasses, two happened to be knocked down. The crimson red liquid dripped out of the empty glass, staining the table. I furrowed my eyebrows out of confusion. Did Seoyun do this?

I faintly remember convincing myself to come out of my studio for once. As I stepped out, Seoyun was nowhere to be found. I remember watching television while laying on the couch, eventually falling asleep. I raked a hand through my hair, puffing out my cheeks. She must've come home sometime when I was sleeping and left when I woke up. I was confused, even though I had a general grasp of the situation. 

I shrugged off my thoughts, cleaning up the small mess. I placed the empty glasses in the sink before putting the wine back in the fridge. I cleaned the countertop, leaving no traces of wine stains. The house was completely silent as I washed the glasses. The sound of the running water filled my ears, along with my soft breaths. I walked out of the kitchen, drying my hands in the process.

I stared at the shoes, fitting the pieces of my confusion together. Considering the mess she made and how many glasses of wine she drank, my mind immediately assumed she was drunk. It wasn't like her to get drunk like this in the middle of the day and I hoped she wasn't. It was completely random, and the thought of her out on the streets wasted made me uneasy. I bent down to pick up the shoes, placing them gently back onto the rack.

I leaned to the side, grabbing the photo on the ground. I stared at the photo, standing up straight. It was a picture of me giving Seoyun a piggyback ride on the pier with the ocean night behind us. She wore a pair of light washed, ripped jean shorts paired with a cropped white t-shirt and a pair of high top converse. Her hair was braided beautifully and complemented how stunning she looked. With both arms wrapped around my neck, a huge grin grew on her face as she rested her head on my shoulder. With both of my hands under her thighs, I smiled towards the camera, my head pressed against hers.

I remembered that photo, a faint smile forming on my lips. The picture was taken on one of our many dates. I took her to a restaurant and after, she suggested we walk along a pier nearby. I remembered everything about that night - how her skin glowed under the moonlight and how ecstatic she got when I bought her ice cream. I remembered sitting on the pier with her as we made wishes together. Everything about that night felt so surreal, as did every night with her.

With my eyes glued to the picture, I remembered the wish I made. The two of us sat on the pier with closed eyes and intertwined fingers. We opening our eyes, turning towards each other with smiles that radiated pure ecstasy. I did everything to make that wish come true. I wanted to fulfill the promise I made that night, no matter how difficult it was. Fate ruined my wish, dragging our happy memories down with it. I couldn't make any of our good times last. All of the good memories we shared were broken into pieces, forever unrepairable. I let the tears that filled my eyes pour down my cheeks. My lips quivered as my grip on the frame tightened.

My wish was for us to be together forever, yet I couldn't even fulfill a simple action like that.

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as I'm writing this book, I'm starting to hate Seoyun haha

how did you guys like this chapter? Was it sad enough?

I find it really funny how I'm writing this chapter while listening to upbeat music

much love!

~emily