2nd Chances // Park Jihoon FF

002

"Jaaa, welcome home Seoyoon." My Dad greeted after placing all of my things down on the floor. He immediately took out his keys and unlcked the door for me. Revealing our home.

I have just got out of the hospital and now im home. Entering my own house gave me a mixed emotions. I didnt know what to feel. I didnt know if I should be happy or not. All I know is, theres one feeling thats most clear to me.

I was afraid.

I was afraid of how my life really was. I was afraid I wont be able to be the same person they all knew and end up disappointing them.

"Welcome home, sister" Guan Lin smiled and invited me in. He immediately took me to my room and helped me prepare things. While I, walked around and examined my room.

There isnt much about me in this room which is quite surprising. It looks like this room hasnt been used for a very long time. Not just for a week. I didnt knew I was this simple.

"To be honest with you..you never really lived here." Guan Lin suddenly said.

I.. never really lived here ? Does that mean this really isnt my home ?

"You lived in your own apartment before. But since you got into an accident, dad didnt want you out of their sight anymore" he continued expaining.

"How old Am I that I could start to live on my own?" I asked.

"You're 20 years old. (:Korean Age)" he answered. Im 20 ? I walked to the mirror and took a look at myself. I looked, terrible. The bruises on my arms and the cuts on my face. I was no longer beautiful like what Halmeoni would say. I looked like a complete mess. I do not just look like Im 20.

"We were never really that close though" he added.

I diverted my gaze from my reflection and started observing my brother. How can I not be close to him ? He seemed like a great person. But theres always one thing that keeps popping into my mind.

"You." I said.

"Are you..Korean ?" I shyly asked feeling absolutely stupid for asking such an obvious question. Ofcourse he is. He is my brother and Im Korean. How stupid can I get?

"I knew you would ask that" he chuckled. Showing his cute little gummy smile. Causing me to feel more embarassed.

"You and I were never really that close since we had different mothers. Mine was Taiwanese and yours was Korean." He honestly admitted.

We had..different moms ? I haven't seen my mom. Its been a week since I woke up. I never once heared myself saying the word mom. Not even mine or Guan Lin's mom was ever on my sight. Does that mean both of us doesnt have a mom ? Also, Taiwanese ? Is that the reason why I was never that close with him ? It doesnt make sense

"Well, where is my- I mean our moms ?" His smile was slowly fading away the moment I asked that question. Which only brought me to a realization that..we didnt have moms.

"Mine left both dad and I the moment I was born. And yours.."

"Mine ?.."

"Guan Lin. There you are. Come on out and help me do something. Give your sister a rest, okay ?" My dad interupted abruptly. Guan Lin nodded and followed dad outside. He never finished his sentence and didnt tell me where my mother was. It only made wanna know more.

I didnt think they wanted me to know everything just yet. I guess i'd have to wait. Its alright though. Too much information in one day makes my head hurt.