'Golden Mary'

Part 35

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One sigh after another drew itself from his lips as he picked up bottle after bottle and tossed it into the garbage bag he was lugging after him. His apartment was cleaner than it had been in two days. It'd look as it always had, clean, organized, and empty after he got rid of all the alcohol.

After tossing the garbage out he walked back into his lonely apartment that reverberated nothing. There was no feeling of happiness nor was there any feeling of longing. It was nothing but a box of empty.

Shuffling his feet forward solemnly he bent down to pick up the phone he'd thrown out of anger. Donghae's eyes roamed over the expensive thing and felt his heart ache. He didn't deserve Victoria. Not at this point in time. He wasn't worthy of receiving her feelings. Not anymore.

Donghae was prepared to return his life back to how it used to be.

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No matter how hard Victoria tried, sleep did not make its visit to her that night. She ended up sitting with knees drawn up to her chest in the dark of her room. The blanket drawn over her lower body as her eyes traveled out the window into the dark streets. A lot of thoughts ran itself back and forth. None of them contained Seohyun or Siwon. Heck, she didn't even feel that worried about the 'Golden Mary'. She was brooding over Donghae and the soft kiss filled with passion they'd shared at the motel when she was drunk. The man she knew then was so different from the man that morning.

"Can't you...think about the feelings I have for you? Can't you think about them once?" Donghae cried.

She was scared. She was just a plain coward. Victoria shut the thought off immediately and closed her eyes leaning her forehead against her knees. She didn't want to think about him nor any possibilities with him. What she wanted most was the 'Golden Mary' and a return ticket back to the government.

"I called to talk with Uncle Lee Sook Chin to confirm, he still lives here," Luhan explained from beside Victoria.

Under the natural spotlight belonging to the sun, they were standing in front of a tall Victorian styled gate. From what she could see was a rocky staircase and a large healthy green lawn in front of a miniature looking bricked home.

"Yoo Yong Sun's mother is still alive, so they live under traditional premises," Luhan went on. "Unlike Gi Su's advanced alarm, they don't use one. Ah," he turned to look at her, "I went to see Yun Man and he has a new alarm installed. He's gotten rid of the bodyguards. Once the back door opens his alarm will tap immediately into the police station's services to let them know that his home's been broken into."

"Really?" Victoria said without much interest.

Her eyes lay still on the bricked home in front of her. At least for now she wouldn't have to worry too much about the break-in, nor the story about going to Jeju.

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Seohyun gazed at the brilliant manor from where she stood near the entrance to Luhan's home. There was no trace of any "Welcome Home" presence. The manor was a décor of yellow and white framed windows with a fire red rooftop. Even as homey and happy the color yellow looked, Luhan's home owned by Noh Ki Young was unlike any other yellow home. It eluded a feeling of control and obscurity.

The yard was quite empty itself and the flower patched garden by the side of the house which Luhan's mother had worked on was now almost overrun by wild weeds. On either side of the house was two driveways or that had been all Seohyun could make out. Years ago this had been all she'd been able to see too. If she had known his father's identity, she was sure her life wouldn't have been safe.