Ep.2

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"Nani?" I hear Eons voice from behind me.

I stand in the kitchen still, though now i am making dinner.

"Yes?" I ask as I dice some tomatoes.

"A-are you leaving us?"

The sound in her voice reminds me of me when i was little.

When i asked about my mother.

"Dad?" I ask standing between him and the television set. He doesn't respond and only cocks his head to the side to be able to see the TV.

I sigh and take a step to the right, blocking his view again.

He curses loudly and i shut my eyes tight.

I knew he would be mad, but i need to talk to him.

"What is it?!" He screams in my face.

I can smell the beer on his breath, he is definitely drunk, as id the empty beer cans weren't a dead give away.

"Where is mommy?" I do my best not to show how terrified i actually am.

He looks at me as if i was asking what the color blue looks like.

I look down and fiddle with my hands a bit. My anxiety is growing more and more every second.

He pushes me to the side and out of his way so that he can see the TV once again.

"You'll see." He says.

I know that there is pain in his heart, i can feel it through his voice.

He did love my mother.

Leo might have a cold heart, but every beast has a beauty behind then keeping them mostly sane.

I didn't know it then, but my mother had died.

I should have known. It took me up until the burial to realize.

"Nani?"

"W-what was that Eon?" I just about forgot she was there.

"You're leaving us. And you won't be back," i turn to face her as she speaks, "you won't come back will you?"

I am speechless.

She looks so hurt, that she is almost numb.

Her face slowly bunches up and a small stream form under each eye.

"Eon!" I kneel by her and hug her tightly.

"You are though Nani." She sobs. Bach dances on her shoulder near my face, looking worried somehow.

My heart aches and i can't take it, i give in.

"Im not leaving you Eon."

"You promise?" I can barely understand her.

"I promise." I sigh.

~

"Seok?" I am not cleaning off the table after dinner.

He turns to look at me from the living room, "Yes jagi?"

"Can i talk to you?" I look down at the plates and not at him.

"Of course." He walks back in the kitchen and starts to help clean.

"What is it?" He asks as we put the plates in the sink.

"I can't."

"Can't what?" He asks.

"Run away," i sigh, "I can't run away. But i intend on fighting in court."

"Nani, most people that fight in court never hear the end of it the court will bring up stuff from seven years ago, and use it against it. You can make it worse."

"And if we run away?" I laugh a little, "If they find us, both of us will be put in jail, and god knows what they would do with Eon. She would be sent to foster parents until she is 18, i can't risk that. At least if i do get thrown in jail she will have you."

"Nani-ah-" he tried to protest.

"Hush," i silence him, "End of discussion."

He looks at me with an angry face. His jaw tightens as he turns to leave.

Instead of moving to the bedroom or living room, he grabs the keys from the key rack, grabs a jacket and leaves out the front door.

I sigh hard as i start to do the dishes.

Why is his idea so inviting still?

No!

I tell myself that everything will be ok, but believing it is the hard part.

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