thirst for blood (michaeng ff)

IV

Chaeyoung

after calling Ryujin, I decided to take a hot bath to ease my bewildered mind a bit from the sudden change of plans.

I took off my clothes and let the warm water touch every inch of my skin. I set myself in a comfortable position and let my head rest on the corner of the bathtub. Just as I let myself relax and let my drowsiness take over, a sudden question at the back of my mind bugged me.

what the hell did you get yourself in to dumbass??

I couldn't help but wonder why the hell am I doing this risky bullshit. I never personally knew the man and his employees, I never knew Yoo was working for them, I never knew why I made that stupid ass mistake by actually leaving a whole hand print on that man. Lastly that one main thing that kept running through my mind was what he said.

"you may have the money Ms. Son but you don't have the eyes and ears in our country"

"I know what you want Ms. Son and I can give you what you need"

even that detective caught me off guard. I mean yeah, she said she was on of the best detectives but I knew I could easily fool her and make her believe in things the other way around, but no, Mr. Myoui and that detective easily got through me. For years I've never gotten myself in to a sticky situation, I've never got caught and I've successfuly killed useless lives saving innocent ones without being interfered.

People would often run away, thank me or not even daring to utter a word. I'd always end up trying to comfort them after a disturbing sight they see and order them to call the cops or an ambulance and disappear just like that. The police never caught me and never really made any progress in finding out who I was. I may leave dead bloody bodies on sight but I've never failed to clean up every crumb of proof of my identity. Nobody knew that I was the cub exept for one person and no, it wasn't Ryujin. Years of bloody business I never had a single mistake until that night where I got a little too carried away not realizing that I've lost my identity. what a dumbass.

That old man actually convinced me to babysit his grown daughter, how weak and pathetic of me. Although I know damn well how he caught me. It was because of his daughter, he begged me saying he couldn't leave his daughter all alone, unguarded despite the fact that I'd stand up for every daughter or son I know that reason alone wouldn't convince me to baby sit his daughter. He caught me when he said he knew exactly what I wanted and I'm fucking pissed of how damn right he was. Lastly, I really had no choice, he knew my whole profile as well as his employee and Jeong and hell, who knows there might be any of his employees knew me and my real identity as well.

As much as I thirst for seeing blood out of someone else's body, killing every employee in Myoui company including Mr. Myoui himself would be senseless as fuck so I'm pretty much left with no choice.

Just as I was about to let myself drown in the water and in my own thoughts, my legs started to feel numb and the water getting cold. I just realized I've been in the water for almost two hours.

I got off and tried put on my bathrobe. I attempted to tie up the belt but I couldn't help but look at my reflection on the mirror. I hated this sight, I hated seeing my bare skin, I hated seeing all these scars that constantly remind me of how much of a lunatic I am and especially that one disturbing scar I carved on my chest.

Blood started to boil and I could feel my nerves coming out as memories started to haunt me once more. Voices of the past whispering to both of my ears. I really wanted to punch the mirror badly not minding that it would badly hurt my healed knuckles once again but instead of doing that I tried to compose myself, breathed out heavily and continued to cover my bare body tying the belt of the bathrobe.