Beyond This World / Moon Gang-tae & Ko Mun-yeong (On-going)

Chapter 27: Everytime I See Your Eyes (KMY)

• Ko Mun-yeong's POV

Did he just leave me?

Gang-tae hastily woke Sang-tae up, packed their things at lighting speed, and left.

Just. Like. That.

If I can only run after them, I would. I tried--over and over--even if that meant having to sustain burn marks on parts of my  body.

The pain I'm experiencing right now is indescribable. I have no words to capture the depth of this sorrow I'm dealing with.

I can't believe Gang-tae entrusted my life with a stranger.

Wait a minute...what life am I talking about? Hahaha. That's a funny one!

Wake up, Ko Mun-yeong! You don't have a life. You're bound to disappear from this world without anyone feeling the difference if you're here or not.

You're a piece of trash. You're a sh*tty creature. A nonexistent entity.

Nobody cares if you suffer or not...if you're alive or not.

I hug my knees as my whole body trembles in sadness. The floor feels so cold under my butt and feet. I take it all in. I allow the coldness to blanket my whole body.

My eyes are dead tired from crying that they refuse to produce a fresh batch of tears.

I was abandoned by the one and only person whom I have trusted...and liked...and lo--

I hear something.

The doorknob is moving.

What now? Another stranger to occupy this place? My aunt really doesn't stop in making my life miserable.

I listen as the stranger successfully opens door. I stare at the burnt part of my toes...the first part of my body that tried to step out of this mansion.

I've always been a fighter. I've always believed that life is an easy game. My secret recipe in surviving this is in going with the flow.

There was only one time when I remember almost giving up on it. That's the time when I asked Gang-tae to try to get my aunt's knife.

I know the power such knife holds. It's the only weapon that can end my life. Even if I wasn't decided yet to end mine, I just wanted to have it with me. Because I know that things will only get worse.

But as the days go by, someone ignited the hope in my heart. Someone made me want to...live. Until I eventually forgot to bother Gang-tae about get it from my aunt.

Because I know I don't need it anymore.

...until today.

Today happened. The only thing that was proven today is that...I am worthless.

I hear the steps getting nearer, farther, walking around the house.

I refuse to look up.

I refuse to know this person.

He or she cannot rescue me from this ocean of sadness. Only one person can. And I just lost him.

I hear a loud, angry voice looking for me.

"Ko Mun-yeong?!"

No. It can't be. I'm just hallucinating.

I cover my ears and close my eyes.

You're hearing things, Ko Mun-yeong. This has taken a toll on your health now.

Relax. Don't move. Be mindful of your breathing.

The voice stopped.

Then another round of loud calling of my name.

It startles me that I accidentally hit the vase next to me. I tumbles down and breaks.

The voice rushes to where I'm sitting.

Then right in front of me, I see his face.

He tries to search for me.

To catch me.

"Ko Mun-yeong, I know you're there. Please...hold my hand."

He extends his hand in the wrong direction.

I'm suddenly afraid to touch it, to confirm my presence.

So many things are running in my mind. What is this? Are you playing mind games with me? Are you toying with my feelings? Why are you back? Are you back for good? Are you back for only a minute? Did you just forget something?

For the first time, the feisty Ko Mun-yeong is gone. What's left is the scared little girl who has been left for the first time in this prison of a mansion by her aunt.

"Why are you forcing her to do what she doesn't want to do?"

I follow the voice and see Hyung-sik going down the stairs.

This is a confrontation that I don't want to witness.

"I'm not talking to you. Go back to your room." Gang-tae didn't even look towards his direction.

"Mun-yeong looks like a mess right now. Her eyes are swollen from crying. Her lips are quivering. She's avoiding your touch. Obviously, she doesn't want you anywhere near her."

"Stop meddling with us. You're not welcome in our conversation."

"Hahaha! What conversation? You're just doing a monologue."

Gang-tae ignores him.

"Ko Mun-yeong...please. Let's talk. Hold my hand please." I see a teardop land on the floor from Gang-tae's eye.

My heart wants to hug him tightly and never let go, but my mind tells me to not move so as not to get hurt again.

Hyung-sik gets nearer and nearer. This is not a fair game for Gang-tae.

"Let me take Mun-yeong to my room and comfort her."

Before Hyung-sik could move an inch, Gang-tae positioned his fist for a blow.

"Woah woah woah! Easy! You see this bruise on my face? You caused that an hour ago, remember? Keep your cool. I'm not here for anything, really. I don't have any bad intentions. I just want to help."

"The question is, do we want your help? NO."

"Fine, fine. I get it. Just saying that your girl bawled her eyes out earlier. I heard everything from my room. By the way, are you lovers?"

Silence.

"Ahhh. Okayyy. I'll let you figure things out on your own then. For the record, I don't fancy her, she's too beautiful for my liking--way too beautiful."

Hyung-sik retreats then stops.

"By the way, if it would be of any help, she's on your 2 o'clock, 2 steps forward, sitting on the floor."

I suddenly feel a pair of strong arms scooping me up and taking me upstairs.