The One [Ryeowook story]

Halloween Night [Chapter 8]

"What do you mean? Who's Jake? What did he do to you?!" Ryeowook yelled in anger and frustration, wanting to know what happened to me. He rubbed my back as I cried pathetically into his chest. I sobbed into him for a few minutes, not wanting to say anything but knowing I had to. I let it slip, so I have to let it all out now. Everything. The truth.

"He's... he's the reason I moved to Seoul. I needed to get away from him and my family. All they did was beat and criticize me. And all for nothing. They didn't love me. They told me that they didn't want me or love me when I was little... They told me that Jake was going to teach me how to respect people... He beat me, and I did whatever anybody told me to do. That's what they called respect. Being beaten and being a slave. I got raped, he broke bones. He broke my heart. When I thought he loved me he turned inside out and showed me his true self. A monster waitng to break its cage and attack. And that's exactly what happened. He got out, and he endlessly attacked me." I cried until my eyes stung, my head ached, and my eyes were dry. Nothing came out anymore but muffled sobs and hiccups. Ryeowook held me to his chest and comforted me, rubbing my head and my back until I fell asleep on him.

I feel somewhat.... Relived. But why...? It feels as if a 2 ton weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Is it because I told someone what was happeneing in my life before moving to Seoul? To know that I'm protected by people that love me, and people that I love? My soul felt lifted as I cried into Ryeowook before falling asleep. Is this what it feels like to be truly safe and away from danger? Safe in the arms of someone you love? If it is what it feels like, I don't want it to stop. Don't let this feeling inside me dissapear. Please?

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Its been about a month since the incident at the pizza parlour happend and everything is back to normal, except for the few bruisies that still lingered on my skin under my shirt. I poked and prodded them, wincing as the soft, mushy skin screamed for me not to touch it. I pulled my shirt down and walked out of my room, grabbing my back pack and walking over to the door where Ryeowook stood waiting, car key's in hand. I think back to the time last month when I had told him everything, and that feeling of being uterly and completely safe washed over me. Just like I had asked, the feeling didn't go away, and everytime I saw or thought of Ryeowook, it would always come back to me. I smiled as I walked up to him, still thinking of that time not long ago.

"Ready to go?" He asked me as a smile graced his angle like features. I nodded and skipped out the door after him. I stole a few glances at him, sometimes catching him looking back at me. I would blush and look away, knowing that he had caught me looking at him.

"Do you have dance lessons after school?" My head bobbed up and down excitedly as I jumped up next to him. I started taking dance lessons with Taemin after I had gotten better from the incident at the pizza parlour, after I could move around with out being in pain. We've already learned a dance, and I've only been taking dance lessons for a week.

"Yup! Sure do! Taemin says we're learning a new dance, but we're still going to be doing TVXQ's Catch Me dance. I really love doing it. Actually, I just love dancing!" I giggled as I rambled on about dancing. I kept talking to him and stealing more little glances of him until we reached the car. We drove for about five minutes before stopping in front of the school. I hugged him before I got out of the car.

"Bye! See you at about 5:00! We'll be practicing for a while. But, I gotta go. Bye!" I yelled as I shut the door and ran to the entrance of the school to meet Taemin. He was standing on the steps looking around with an earbud in his ear. I sneak up behind him and jump, wrapping my arms around his neck, yelling.

"WAHH!!" He screams and jumps around to face me. I'm already on the floor rolling around and holding my stomach from laughing. He starts to laugh as well and helps me up off the ground. We mess around for a few more minutes before deciding to go to our classes.