DEΛR YOU

EP1 - 'Him'

Jiwoo's POV

"Emmm...." at with smile on my face. I feel very comfortable. My body feels light as if I'm flying right now. Butterflies fill my stomach, my heart hurt for beating too fast. It feels really good but it feels better with the favourite voice of him.

"Jiwoo ya... Wake up or we'll be late for school. Jiwoo ya?"

That voice never fail to put a smile on me. I open my eyes and yes! There he is!

"Jiwoo ya..? I see you open your eyes. That's mean you have to wake up right now" he says with a sweet smile on his face. I was about to say something but then,....

(Alarm ringing)

"Ah... shit. Indeed, this is my reality." mumbles while shutting the alarm phone. I sit up on my bed with messy hair and starts to walk to bathroom like a zombie.

"School... tsk. Boring... but... better than staying home" starts to brush my teeth. After done my first routine, I wash my face and stares at myself in the mirror. I face to the right side while looking at the mirror, there's bruises on my shoulder. I lifts my shirt and yeah more bruises on my stomach and on the chest.

I sigh and reach over my lotion then apply them to the bruises part. I hisses everytime it stings. After that, I start to question myself. When will I be able to find a freedom? When will I get love? When will I be able to smile again?

Then, my phone rings. I walk over to my study table and reach over my phone. It's him! Of course I pick up his call.

"He- Hello?" Yeah, I'm stupid for suddenly feel nervous, yeah, babo me.

"Hey. I'm here, in front of your door. I promise you to pick you up, remember? Also I'm promise to protect you. Hurry, okay? I'm waiting." he hangs up. Damn... why so hurry? I wanted to hear your voice mo—oookay let's dress up Choi Jiwoo or you'll be late for sure.

[FLASHBACK]

On the first day I met 'him'.
I walked to my locker and took all books in there and hugged them. Everytime I went to school, I always sighed, already thought about going home late or not. I fear with what happened in my house, I meant the creatures which living in my house.

"Morning my beautiful friend!" there he goes. Yup, I'm beautif— I meant ermmm let me introduce my childhood friend, Jung Wooyoung. He always light up my day with his cute smile and sweet voice.

"Hey, you two. Good morning" I greeted them with smiles. Two,...  I meant there's no two Wooyoungs, okay, guys. The other one named Choi San. Wooyoung's boyfriend. They've been dating for almost 3 years as I remembered.

"Morning to you too, Jiwoo" San greeted me back and put his arm on Wooyoung's shoulder. I totally ship them though. hehe

"Woo" that's what I usually called my childhood.

"Hmm?" he looked at me with curiousity.

"I'm sorry about what happened a few days ago. Also San, thank you and sorry for everything. Are you still hurt?" I looked at both of them with concerned.

"Ayyy don't be sorry. I'm alright. The bruises are almost gone. My baby always take care of me by apply the lotions. Don't worry." San replied with a smile on his face. I pout my mouth, felt so guilty.

"Ya! Don't make that face! We both are your friends. Of course we were fine with it. Friends help each other, right?" Wooyoung pat my head softly. I nodded, agreed with his words. Okay, let me tell you what happened to WooSan. Yep, it's the combination of their name because I'm their shipper. hoho

Well, the story began a few days ago I felt headache and anxiety crawled up my body and that's when I knew, my depression was coming. I went to school bathroom and skipped all classes. Suddenly, Wooyoung came in with worried expression. He asked me what happened, why did I sweat so much. I told him, it was depression. That was the first time he knew that I had depression. I actually regret told him about that.

He kneeled down in front of me, without saying anything he suddenly cried. He cried so much, he cried with me. He was mad at me why didn't I told him earlier. I was really hurt to see that my best friend cried for what I had gone through. That's when I didn't want to keep any secret with him. He's really precious to me.

The questions were why did I suddenly had depression? It started when a pair of loving couple adopted me when I was 9, at an orphanage house. They were both were very lovely, sweet and very kind to me, at that time, I thought I was the luckiest child in the world until something happened.

One day, they both were fighting about my step-father had an affair with my step-mother. I sat on the stairs and listened to them only. I was thinking, why did he do that? I thought they loved each other. And a week passed, they still fight, literally everyday actually. This time, they fought about their my step-mother's office bankrupt. They failed a very big project.

That night, when everything was one of the most terrified, scariest and the worst nightmare for me. My step-father came home, I can smell alchohol from him. Then, he brought 2 young girls with him. Those girls dressed up like a stripper. My step-mother stood up and slap him. She yelled about bringing other girls to this house. They started to fight again and I just didn't like it. I was about to began my step to run away from this situation but then he pushed me harshly while made his way to upstairs with those girls perhaps to the bedroom.

My step-mother fell down to the floor, screamed and cried out loud. I slowly kneeled down beside her and comforted her but she pushed me away and decided to payback his husband. I shocked by her words. Day by day, it getting worse. I always crashed at Wooyoung's place if I felt something uneasy feelings whenever I was in front of my house.

Years passed, I just came back home. When I opened the door, the house in a mess. I looked everywhere, there was no one around. When I walked further to the living room, there was several clothes everywhere on the floor. I was jaw dropped when I saw my step-father on the sofa with 2 different girls from the last time. When I entered my parents' room,  my step-mother was laying on the bed, in a stranger's arm. Thankfully their naked bodies covered with blanket. Why did they hurted each other like this?? I don't understand.

From here, things getting even worst, my nightmare. They hurted each other's feelings and took their anger out at me. Slap, kick, pull my hair, treat me like a slave, abuse me in every way they can,...until now.

And what happened to San was that he helped me dealed with these stuffs. He got punched by my step-father and now he had bruises on the lips, big one. I felt guilty. Suddenly, girls screamed. That's when I met 'him'.