The Not-So-Cliche Cinderella Story (A VIXX FanFic) [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 24

=Jonah P.O.V=

We reached the bus station by sundown, and the normally happy girl said nothing the whole time. Her face was sullen and blank; it was as if all the emotion was sucked out of it.

Which was odd, because while I was the giddy one, she was the sullen one when it was usually supposed to be the opposite.

I guess nothing was really normal right now anyway. If she was going to play the blame game, that was fine with me. I didn't really need to deal with someone moody right now.

"Are you excited about going back to Seoul?" A mumbled 'yes'.

"What do you want to do first when you get back?" She looked away and played with the hem of her skirt.

"Listen, I know you didn't want this, but I need you to understand, okay? Please don't blame Gina for what's going on. I'm pretty sure she is just as worried about you as everyone else." A low grunt.

There was a faint rumbling sound next to me, and she said nothing about it. She didn't want to even speak to me, that was how mad she was. Damn.

What am I supposed to do in this situation?

Reaching into the plastic bag, I handed her a bag of chips, which she accepted with a murmured 'thanks' and started to eat. I proceeded to do the same and started to think.

It was odd how this whole situation was playing out. A couple weeks ago we were bickering out in the desert nearly dead, but now we were on our way back to Seoul. Well, she was; I was just accompanying her. As far as I could tell, though, she didn't look very happy going home, which beat me. I know she really loved that halmoni, but she could still visit, right?

It wasn't that hard, she even gave Minji her address. That, to me, sounded like an invitation to come whenever she wanted, and I got the same treatment. I just hoped that offer lasted for a while.

Her sullen mood threw me off a little bit; I would probably shoot myself if I said it out loud, but a tiny part of me kind of misses her cheerfulness and stupidity. I didn't find any other person that was as persistent as her, it was strange.

Because she reminded me of Gina.

Gina... I wonder what she was doing right now? Is she living her life in a good place? I hoped whoever was taking care of her was a good person and not throw her out into the streets. I wanted her to keep herself safe so that I wouldn't have to kill her.

It was twisted, but I wanted to take that inheritance for myself and leave my sister out of it all.

When I first thought about it, I thought it was pretty selfish of me. What could I possibly do with all that money? I would end up getting bored with it anyways.

And Gina didn't really need it either; she had always been a simple girl anyway. But maybe I was wrong, she might have changed a lot and was probably spending it all on clothes and stuff.

Don't all girls do that with their money? I wouldn't know; I'm just assuming.

The real reason that I don't want her to have the inheritance was that I didn't want her to suffer any more than she probably had. It was strange, how family can turn against each other just for the money. She was carrying that burden for about eight years, and I felt guilty about it.

No child should ever have to go through the things that Gina had gone through at such a young age. Sometimes, I feel like I failed to be an older brother to Gina for all this time. While she was running away from those people that were supposed to be killing her, I was pursuing her along with them.