✿ ♡♡ I don't cry because we've been separated by distance, and for matter of days, weeks, months or years?
Why?
Because for as long as we share the same sky and breathe the same air, we are together. ♡♡ ✿
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"Hey!" I woke up by a tap on my shoulder. The wound stings immediately making me grunt.
My eyes still adjusting, I rubbed my eyes with my fingers. It's now dark.
"Who are you?" The old man asked. I looked around. After I escaped from the narrow bathroom window, I rode a delivery truck parked at the hospital back entrance.
"I'm sorry sir." I crawled and got off the truck. I bowed to the old man who is currently looking suspicious of me. I am still wearing the clothes from hospital that looks like a pair of pajamas.
Then an old lady appeared. Probably, the wife of the old man scowling at me. "Goodevening ma'am."
"Who are you and what are you doing in my truck?" The old man asked again. "You looked like a patient from the hospital."
My heart skips a beat. Of course he knew. He delivers goods there. He probably would have noticed the patients clothing there.
"I'm not a bad person ma'am, sir. I.. I.. I'm sorry if I bothered you. I will go now." I bowed again and turned my back away.
"But where are you going? You looked frail. Have you eaten?" The old woman asked making me stop from walking.
I turned to look at them. I wanted to cry. I don't want to sleep on the streets of nowhere tonight. The night is getting cold and it's not good for me and the baby.
"I have nowhere else to go." I said as tears fell down my cheeks. "I only have a meal today. I know it's shameful but I don't have money. Can.. can I have even a bread and water?" I bowed down feeling low and little. I used to live a luxurious life and now, I am asking for food and water. "I'm really sorry ma'am and sir. I will not do this if I'm not pregnant but-"
"You're pregnant? Oh my goodness, you should not starve yourself. Come in and I will prepare a meal for you." The old lady reached out her hand to me but the old man shove it away.
"Are you crazy? What if he's a criminal? What if he's a thief?" The old man gave me a doubtful look.
I wave my hands at them. "No no! I'm not a bad person. I'm not a criminal. And certainly, I'm not a thief." Lies. I am a bad person. I am a criminal. I already killed a lot. Thief is the only one I'm not.
"Honey.. look at him. He looks very gentle and handsome. I don't feel anything bad about him. Besides he's pregnant." The old lady said but the old man clicked his tongue.
"No. I will not allow a stranger with bruised face inside my home." The old man went inside his home.
"I'm sorry about him. He's a little grumpy. Wait, I will get some food for you. You stay here okay?" The old lady is so nice.
Not too long, she went back with a bottle of water and a small bag. "Here, take this with you. The bag has bread, cookies and fruits. It's good for your baby." She handed me a cardigan. "This is my grandson's cardigan. Take it. It gets cold at night. I'm sorry if I cannot have you over. My husband do not trust a stranger that easy."
I smiled. "No it's okay. I understand. I will not accept a stranger in my home either. I mean, not that easy. By the way, where exactly is this place? I fell asleep the whole trip."
"You're in Haenam son."
I nod. "Thank you again for this. I have to go now. Sorry for bothering you."
The old lady said something more but I just smiled at her. I walk away. Food and this cardigan is enough for me to get through the night.
I think this is better. My father's men are still running after me. They nearly killed me and my child. I need to hide away from them.
I wonder, were I able to kill my father? Is he dead? If he's dead, his men will not go after me anymore. If he's alive, then I will be in big trouble.
Haenam. Why am I here? This is too far from Seoul. This place is rural. Farm houses here and there. And probably in the morning, lush green fields will greet me. Too far from the city where I grew up. But it's okay. Fresh air is best for my baby.
I think television is not a norm in this place. I wonder if what happened to my father is on the news right now. Or if they already posted my picture as a suspect.
I wish not.
I pull out an apple from the bag, I clean it using the cardigan and bite on it. Apple tastes a lot better when you're hungry.
"Eat apple baby. Appa is eating apple now." I smiled as I continue walking. I heard a sound of a vehicle approaching. I felt nervous. This can't be my father's men. I'm too far to get followed by them.
"Hey!" A slightly familiar voice called out. The old man who asked me to leave. "Get in!"
Shocked. I stared at him for a while. I get inside the passenger seat.
"My wife ranted on me. So I think she won. Just make sure that you will not do something unusual or criminal. Be thankful that my wife is a soft hearted woman." The old man keeps on giving me side glances. I know he's not comfortable sitting with a stranger.
"I promise sir, I'm not a bad person. I will not do something that will disappoint you and your wife. And thank you for coming back for me. I am actually scared of the thought of sleeping on the street. It's not good for my baby."
I am hoping that this couple will keep me. I need to find out if my father is still alive. I can't gamble the safety of my child right now. My child is all that matters to me now.
I need to have a place to clean my wounds. It's starting to sting right now. I need to know if there's a community hospital nearby. But before that, I need to earn money first. Maybe I can offer to help in their farm.
I feel safe knowing that I am far away from Seoul. Somewhere no one expects me to be. No one can follow me here. Or at least, they will have a hard time locating me here. And I hope by that time, I already gave birth to my child.
