Ep.13

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"So," i look at Seok as he eats his meal, "Are you going to tell me anything about Kenny?"

"Don't call him that." He sounds angry.

"But why not? He is after all, my future brother in law?" I protest.

"Oh, so you're thinking about marriage already?" He smirks.

"Stop dodging my questions," i laugh and smack his arm, "Answer me please."

He sighs and puts his chopsticks down. He grabs a napkin and wipes his face.

"Kennedy, was always very competitive going up. Just like any other brother, without the love behind it."

I eye him curiously because he keeps his eyes down.

I know his emotions, but i want the reason behind them.

"He always won in everything, grades, sports, girls," he laughs, "But it was never enough for him."

He takes another deep sigh and picks up his chopsticks.

He takes another bite of food before continuing.

"He would challenge me to fights, i knew i could never win, but i always accepted, because a Kim never backs down."

I feel more anxiety boiling up in my stomach.

"But when i lost," he pauses, "He didn't stop. He would beat me until someone found us, and  made him stop."

He looks down from embarrassment.

"One day, he snuck me out of the house and took me to the park. It was night time so no one was there. He challenged me again."

He shakes his head in more anger than embarrassment this time.

"No one stopped him. No one was there to be able to. He just kept hitting me. I don't remember everything that happened, but when i woke up i was in my room, my parents pacing back and forth."

I feel his pain and his anger, and it makes me want to scream, but i don't.

"They wouldn't take me to the hospital, because they didn't want to get Kennedy in trouble. So instead, they grounded him for a month, as if that would stop him."

He takes another bite of his food.

"I knew that he would be after me again, so i stayed out of the house as much as possible, and decided to take some martial arts classes."

All the sudden my emotions turn to pride.

"For a month straight i took 10 hours a week of training. And when Kennedy came after me, he was no match. I didn't torture him nearly as much as he did me, but i always got a good hit of two in. Just two, that's all it took." He shrugs.

He seems prideful, but i know that there is something else he wasn't telling me.

"And then?" I ask.

His smile quickly disappeared and he looked down at his food again.

"We had a sister." He says sadly.

Had?

"She was so little, so frail. He was challenging her as soon as she could walk straight. I wouldn't let him touch her. Until one day she was 10, i was 14 and he was 16. I had a competition for Karate. I couldn't miss it."

My heart falls, and i feel i know what happens next.

"He challenged her, and since she's a Kim, she excepted it."

Oh no.

"H-he hurt her. He like punched, and punched her."

His jaw tightens, and my heart aches.

"He stopped."

"He told her she was worthless in our family, and she would never beat him. She was just dead weight our family had to carry around."

A tear runs down the right side of both of our faces.

"When i got home. Police cars were there, my mother and father were crying. And Kennedy was taking a nap, because he was 'too upset to move'." He lets out an extremely angry laugh.

"Later that night he snuck me out of the house, and told me everything."

More tears run down my face, but he hold his in.

"Everyone thought she could've been kidnapped. But she ran away. He convinced her to. He said she was his easiest victim. 'Only took 5 mims to knock her down, and make her leave' he told me."

My heart stings still.

"She was 10 Nani, 10. He hurt her, physically, and emotionally. I couldn't take it."

He looks at me with tears in his eyes.

"I couldn't control myself, i lashed out at him and hit him. Continuously. Three was more than enough. But it wasn't enough. I was so angry." Tears finally leak from his eyes.

"So angry. Ma found us, and thankfully got me off him. I cried and told them everything. The worst part was, was that he didn't deny it. He took pride in it. He won."

I wipe my face with my shirt.

"They sent him away, to do whatever it was. Possible study abroad? But he didn't come back when he was supposed to. My parents disowned him whole. Forgot about him, and my sister. And so did I. Until yesterday."

"What was her name?" I ask him.

"Kimberlie," he laughs, "Kim Kimberlie. We used to call her Kim Kim."

"Im so sorry." I grab his hand.

"I wish you could've met her." He smiles at me.

"Maybe i still can?"

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