TWISTED 2| Sequel| MYG| 18+

19.

The peaceful darkness was interrupted by the scutching ray of sun that shone directly on my eyes. My eyebrows scrunched as I opened my eyes ready to kill the stupid human being that dared to pull the curtains away. My eyes moved around to see no one in the room.

The hell? The curtains moved on their own?

Hysterically, I sat on my hips resulting in all of my muscles contracting at the same moment. I hissed at the sudden wave of pain.

"Arghh." My hands landed on my head and I was shocked to feel a bandage wrapped around my temple. Just then, all the memories from earlier hit me hard and my breath halted in my throat.

Leave my mommy alone.

He will get over it Hana, don't overreact.

You will die alone just like your father.

I will get Minjoon. You. And another baby if I want.

You are not Suga, you are Minchul.

The sound of metal hitting metal and skin slapping against each other mixed with the sound of my heavy breaths and cries and his lustful sentences echoed in my mind as I felt the same knot forming in my throat. When will my miseries end?

"Mommy." The small worried voice that came from beside my bed forced me to stop registering the horrible flashbacks. My eyes landed on his chubby face that had a worried look plastered on it.

"Morning baby." I cooed to him trying to act normal. I dabbed on my eyes, forcing the tears back inside. "It's almost evening momma." I raised an eyebrow when a small smirk appeared on his face. I looked back at the large window and the sunlight that felt so hot and bright a few moments ago was near to disappear. "You overslept." He added.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" I looked down to face him. "Because you need to rest." My face softened as I heard my poor child trying to take care of his deformed mother. I tapped on the mattress beside me, he took the signal and climbed on the bed, laying his head on my chest and snuggling his small frame in my arms.

"What did you do all the time?" It is the first time I was talking to him after he encountered that horrendous scene. No matter how hurt I'm right now, I need to be strong and work on him and him only.

"I looked at you." He said after thinking for a while. The pause he took before answering made me worry about him more. The bubbly baby who would shower me with questions as soon as he wakes up was hesitating before answering?

"And?" I was now combing his hair with my fingers as he laid on me, hugging me tightly. "Just that." He replied slightly shrugging his shoulders.

"You didn't play with IU noona?"

"No, I didn't leave the room." Did he stay inside the room all the time?

"What about food?" I had my eyebrows frowning.

"I didn't eat anything." I tilted my head and looked at him in the eyes. "The whole day? Why?" My mind was now running wild.

"I was not hungry." I can't believe this. Minjoon was never the kid who would run away from food. He was always hungry and would gladly accept anything anytime. That's one of his habits that I love the most.

My blood boiled when I saw nothing edible in the room. Where are all of these people who claimed they love Minjoon so much? Dead or what? Can't they even feed my child when I was knocked out?

"Let mommy get something for you." I tried pulling him away but he only clung to me more. "Don't go."

"Baba, I would be back." I tried moving but he dug his head in my neck and whined, "Please don't." I stopped when I sensed the tone of his voice. He sounded as he was about to cry. Was he afraid to stay alone or… leave me alone?