masochist | oh sangwoo

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒°

C H A P T E R 4

*CLICK*

I heaved out a long sigh after closing the front door, feeling as if a big weight has been lifted off of my shoulders after finally being home.

After a few moments of leaning against the door and pondering over what happened this evening, I straightened up and took off my shoes and walked inside, heading for my room.

Just as I was in the middle of the hallway I saw a glimpse of mother's rocking chair inside the living room. There her figure sat, facing towards the glass windows while rocking back and forth slowly. I tensed. I've only just realised how quiet the house was with the exception of mother's rickety old rocking chair.

*CREEEK CREEEK*

"Mother, I'm home," I called out to her from the doorway.

"I'm sorry I was out until late, I-I had a project to finish up with my friend, I didn't go anywhere else I promise, we just had dinner and talked," my voice wavered as I stepped a little closer to the living room, body trembling the slightest.

Silence continued to fill the air after I talked, her rocking chair still the only noise consuming the house.

*CREEEK CREE—*

Her rocking chair suddenly stopped, but her gray hair still moved lightly with the wind. I held my breath, and felt my body tensed. It was so quiet it felt as if I could hear my own heartbeat.

This is my fault. I made her angry. She hates me. She hates me more. Why am I so stupid. I should have stayed home. Why did I go out. Insolent child–

*CREEK CREEK*

I snapped out of my thoughts, hearing her rocking chair move again. My body relaxed the slightest and I let out a deep breath. I was overreacting.

“Mother, I'll be in my room if you need me,” I managed to say out before dashing up the creaking old wooden stairs that threatened to break anytime under my feet.

As I reached my room I quietly closed the door shut and slide down my door, not wanting to disturb mother who was resting down stairs. Today was too much.

Mother was right. I shouldn't have went anywhere. I should've just stayed home.

My phone vibrated in my pocket, snapping me out of my thoughts. But new thoughts rushed into my head, wondering who would even message me.

Maybe it's Sangwoo,

My heart pounded quickly, threatening to rip out of my chest. Slowly, I reached into my pants and fished out my phone.

My heart skipped a beat as I saw who it was.

Hyuntae was coming home. After all those years waiting for him he was finally coming home.

I began feeling overjoyed, mother would be happy to see him.

She'll forget about you.

My chest tightened. An odd sense of alarm rang through my body as bile rose up my throat. My heart was beating faster than ever, cold sweat rolled down my face.

This wasn't supposed to happen. I've finally got mother all to myself these years without anyone who could interfere between us. And now Hyuntae is coming back home to steal her away from me again.

I won't let him.

“I won't let anyone steal mother.”

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Oof ok I took longer than I thought to update HAHAHAH sorryyy!

I don't really want to just focus on Sangwoo and depend too much on the original story plot, I want to show a bit more about the main character and her personality and how she became how she is.

Thank you all for reading this story and to those who've been with me since the first day I've published this story 💕 all your comments are really entertaining, I'll try better to update much.