Memoirs Of Love

Step 1 Breaking loose.

Her mind wandered over many things. Time was playing a cruel game of slowing down. Letting her alone with her worst fears. As the time ticked by and the sounds of the old air conditioner filled her room. She held her phone desperately as it was her only source of hope. Yes, it was her only source of hope.

What he's gonna do to her.  What she has to say. Million little things happened in her mind at the speed of light. 

She just patiently waited to talk to him. 

The door opened to her man saying I'm home. His words however sent a chill down her spine rather than happiness. 

Her boyfriend was surprisingly in a bright mood and didn't acknowledge her presence in the room.  Haneul called him out to catch his attention. 

He smirked at her and sat in front of her, placing himself comfortably on chair. This simple act made the girl's heart thump in nervousness. It felt her heart would break her rib cage and not in a good way at all. He simply sat with his leg one on the other and stared at her as cold as ice.

. She felt like marionettes controlled by him. 

She cleared her throat and said ," I don't like what you're doing to me ,"

"Doing what ?",he said in a mocking tone . As much it angered her she didn't want to make him mad .

"I don't like how you're treating me even when there's no fault in me .", The words left her mouth. Her brain didn't like the thought of crossing him, but her heart couldn't hold on to the pain anymore.

He was taken aback by the statement and did what he does best. He twisted it turned it and made her think it is her fault.Trying to make her believe that  She deserves every form of abuse she received.

She simply couldn't comply it just wasn't the same. She stuck to her ground and refused to accept his twisted logic. 

Things escalated to physical fight.  She was pushed onto the ground after being punched.

"You know what, you're overreacting to this ."he spat at her.  Haneul felt numb at his statement. She didn't overreact, she just felt wronged.

If only she had reacted before, than put up with him.

She was firm and it only upset her guy. He left through the front door and slammed the door harshly behind him. The sound of the door slamming reverberating through the walls.

The woman felt brave of what she had done. Something she could hardly imagine in the past.

She rang Yoonji to say she's safe and that he left the house. She cut the call and sat in silence. 

She let the silence absorb her and she played some music . However the music seemed to be getting lost into abyss as her mind was trying to process what had happened. 

She felt like a prisoner with life sentence who was allowed to get a glimpse out of the outside world.

She stared blankly at the ceiling and the painted walls. The sound of music and air conditioner was the only thing that were making sounds.

Tears streamed down her face on how she got herself into this mess. 

She was always made to believe she was overreacting and her supposed man was an angel. 

Crying was the only thing left whenever she reached out. But Yoonji was different. Very different. She could see right past his pretentious acts of loyalty and care.

Her thoughts were once again to herself. Letting her mind wander to many little things that happened. She then heard her bell ringing.

She opened the door to see the boy from that day and holding cute little basket with wrapped goods.

The boy smiled at her sight and handed the basket to her and said that his mom made it. 

The bread smelt of heaven something she never knew she needed.

She noticed how Soobin was seeing marks on her body and his face falling eventually from the sight of it.

Haneul force at the moment. The words were stuck to her throat.  She felt him asking her whether she was fine all she could say was yes, I'm fine.

He repeated the question multiple times but my answer was a constant just like his question . Frustrated he quickly wrote his number and gave it to me. Saying to call if she needs him

She was beyond elated to the help she received and thanked him and waited until he left .

She closed the door behind her and sat on the floor.

She opened the packaging and took a bite and chewed on it. The different layers of texture , the slight hint of berry jam and clotted cream made her nostalgic.

Amidst her nostalgia her mind popped her an idea. 

She smiled to herself how brave she has come.

She changed her main door password and all her account password.

This simple act made her feel a slight sense of euphoria. A temporary one but one that has to be celebrated. 

She plopped her phone onto her lap and closed her eyes . Finding her being pulled into sleep from all that crying.