She wasn't alive.
She was supposed to be dead.
Eunjae walks inside the laboratory, a sack on his shoulder as he enters the room filled with equipment and tools and computers everywhere.
She was still on the table, and she was in the verge of losing her breathing. She herself didn't even think she'd be living up to this day.
Eunjae opens the sack and places his two hands inside to reveal his lover. Well, ex-lover.
Chaeyoung could hear the wailing of a baby somewhere, but her body didn't allow her to lift her head. She was frozen and she was weak. She didn't even have the energy to let a single syllable roll out of her tongue.
Eunjae places the dead woman, whom she called her mother, on the bed, and placed a wire in her wrist, and she felt a wince of pain as Eunjae attached a wire on her other wrist.
"You're gonna live my daughter, just stay still," he says, his voice fading as she feels another sting from her forearm. She feels some liquid getting injected inside of her as her eyes were starting to get droopy, forcing her to close her eyes.
And she does, she couldn't control the urge to fall asleep, and all she met was darkness.
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Chaeyoung slowly opens her eyes, the beams of the sun shooting her vision as she lifts herself up.
She was surprised, she never felt so energetic in so long. The blood of adrenaline was rushing in her veins as she sits up, her hospital gown hiding the exposed parts of her body, and she felt so healthy.
She pushes her palm to her chest and she felt the churning and turning of gears and wires were pounding, and the texture of cold metal caressing her skin and blood, which made her eyes widen.
"See Chaeyoung? I told you everything will be fine," a familiar voice snaps her from her trance.
She turns her head to her father, also known as Eunjae, carrying her infant sister in his arms.
"What happened? Why do I feel so... strong and energized? This is unusual...," Chaeyoung trails off as he stares at her father.
"Darling, it did work. After all those years of testing robots, it finally worked," Eunjae smiled as he admired his successful work on his daughter.
"Where's mother? What did you do to her?" Chaeyoung asked.
"Your mother? She's going to be alright, I'm doing this for you and Eunhee, you know that right?" He replied to 7-year old Chaeyoung.
"Dad! Where's mom? And why is she over there at the table? She was here in the bed and why is she so pale?" Chaeyoung asked her dad again, with a shaking voice.
Chaeyoung didn't want to believe it, or hear it.
"Your mom is just sleeping, don't worry Chae. She'll be home soon," Eunjae gave her a fatherly smile, and Chaeyoung's eyes closed shut in fear.
"Dad, I saw mom on the bed, closing her eyes and I saw a cut on her neck," Chaeyoung said as she looked at her father.
Chaeyoung was a child, she was young but she knew if someone was wounded or even dead.
"Your mom will be alright, I promise my dear," Eunjae said as he began approaching his daughter, a crying baby Eunhee in his arms.
Chaeyoung flinches, and she huddles up into a ball as she brings up her knees to her chest, hugging herself as her father's cold hand caresses her cheek.
"You still have alot more to go Chae, you have dreams, and I want what's best for you. And don't worry, you will have a mother who will care for both you and your sister," Eunjae sends her daughter a warm smile before stepping back, glancing at her one last time before his black shoes clicked each tile on the floor, walking to the door of the lab before closing it shut.
As if it was lightning, Chaeyoung rises hersemf from that position and she slowly steadies herself from the high hospital bed, placing a small foot on the floor one by one, and she soon runs up to her mother's pale body, tears pooling her eyes as she takes her hand and places it on her cheek.
Her palms were cold, anyone could say its lifeless.
And tears pool Chaeyoung's eyes as she throws her arms around her mother, shaking her, pulling her as tears stream down her cheeks.
"Mother! Mom! Wake up mama! Wake up! Don't leave me and Eunhee! Please!" Chaeyoung wails as she hugs her mother, sobs filling the room as her mother's eyes never opened, and she lays there as the cold wind enters the room, sending chills in Chaeyoung's spine.
"Wh-what did dad to you? Why you mama?!" She sobs as she caresses her mother's face for the last time.
And since that day, Chaeyoung never looked at her father the same way ever again.
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(UNEDITED)A/N:
Here is Chaeyoung's story to those who don't understand what's happening!
And also, I MADE A SHITBITCH CHAPTER TO FILL HAPPINESS IN YOUR HEARTS WOOHOOOOOO
Bonus Chapter: Taehyung edition in the next page!
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