SOFT BUN || markhyuck

31.

Violence.

There are people in life against it and surprisingly enough those who find amusement in other's misery. And there are those who are forced to watch it. Violence in this house wasn't anything new. Yet, it equally sent chills to my body whenever it happened. In this crowd of servants under me, I felt powerless.

Amongst this crowd was a boy who had my heart. Did I had the right to say it aloud? No. I couldn't even keep him safe, let alone, get him out of here. I was afraid. These people will chase after us to death if we ever planned on running away. Afraid that someone other than myself might become prey to such violence taking place.

When uncle gripped haechan's hair and dragged him up the porch, inside. I knew he would come looking for me. I was ashamed to admit to him, that I couldn't do anything. That the hope Lee Minhyung put in his heart wasn't real. That I couldn't guarantee the safety of the boy who I daydreamed about living together with. Jaemin.

A coward, running away, hiding.

I was falling into this hole, which I was afraid to name out loud.

Love.

I was falling slowly, like petals of roses, the color so vibrant and deep like blood.

Like snow, that falls ever so lightly, covering everything underneath. Hiding sins. Hushing the world quiet without saying anything.

Like the teardrops covering my cheeks without permission. Watching the boy, I loved, hanging from the ceiling, in my room ever so pale.

Like the stars, and tides.

Like shadows and time, that hid more in this house that one could count on their fingers.

Like the leaves of my flower, in the sun.

Like me, on my knees.

I had always tried to stay away from the monster in this house. Hiding in the silk given to me yet I was forced to become one as well.

I did not want his power.

I did not want his money.

No holy water could keep him safe.

I was going to burn his kingdom to the ground.

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