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Sparkle
{ Chapter Six }
{ Kyu Hyun's POV }
I cling to the rim of the sink hard. I wished I have the courage to see my own reflection in the mirror. I turn on the head pipe and wash my face in urgent. I kept on splashing my face with the cold icy water as if it could wash away this entire problem. I stopped and catching hard for air. I clenched my fist as I cling on the rim harder.
I know this may sound stupid but, music is my passion. Dad suddenly quits me from the music school and registered me into some infamous high school. I know I couldn’t hold him from doing so, but please, can you at least discuss it with me first, dad? I have the rights to know! I don’t understand you, dad. I don’t see there’s anything wrong with singing, I am pretty sure you have some fuse unattached.
You are so immature for taking control of your own son.
I literally knocked the mirror- and I am kind of grateful take it didn’t scattered or making weird spiral broken glass. It just that my fist hurt; but I guess my heart hurt more than everything does. I looked up into the mirror, into my reflection. My fist is automatically unclench and touching the long line of brown scar on my rib. It doesn’t hurt anymore, but as the memory of the turning car flashed again into my mind, tears starts to drop.
If, if I didn’t sneak out that night. If I didn’t stole dad’s car and drove it way too fast. If I wasn’t drunk driving. If I’d listen to Ahra Noona in the very first place, I wouldn’t have hurt her.
If I wasn’t that stupid at that time, my life would be perfect.
Then I realized, that it was my fault after all.
I was bending over the sink, clutching it with both hands as I retched violently into it, repeatedly. Then I slowly slid down onto the floor, covering my mouth as if that could stop the wracking sobs from coming out.
I’m a fucking loser.
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I went down the flight of stairs step by step, staring blankly at my feet. My eyes are still red and puffy. But I had no choice but to get out from my room, went downstairs into the music room to attend my piano class. I wonder why dad still didn’t stop my piano class, I’m glad though.
I’m nearly pushing the door, but then I heard voices. I leaned in to hear more through the slightly opened door; dad. He’s talking to Lee Teuk, my piano teacher. What’s happening? I peeked through the door and saw Lee Teuk is staring emptily on the carpet while dad has a frustrated expression plastered on his face.
“I think you better get going now. Thank you for everything,”
I heard the couch ruffled followed after dad’s voice. I then saw Lee Teuk took his bag and bows at dad. I was taken aback, this can’t be happening. I fall to the floor, eyes blurry as tears filled in. I clenched onto the shirt- no, please dad, don’t. I heard the door creaked open, a pair of feet stopped in front of me. I looked up, now clenching onto the said man’s slack pants.
“Take care,”
He tapped my head, mouthing ‘I love you’ and walked away. Leaving me weak. Dad walked out after that, he stopped in front of me for a moment. Then kneeled down, taking in my chin, he smirked.
“Do well,”
My heart broke into thousands million pieces as he walked away, laughing sarcastically. I let all my tears fall, I tried to stand up, clinging on the door frame, walking slowly over the piano. The piano that held one thousand one memories.
I open the key’s cover, revealing black and white keys. My tears dropped onto one of the keys. Seeing my own tears, I broke. I looked around the room, staring at everything as tears filled in more. Then my eyes were stuck on the trash bin- there’s sheets of music paper that were torn apart. I approach the trash bin that was placed at the corner of the room, slowly, I pick up the paper, knowing what I’ll found.
I scattered the music sheets, arranging them to get them back again. ‘다시... 사랑합니다... - 박정수’ / ‘Again… I Love You - Park Jung Soo’ it reads. I sticky tapped the music sheets so that they were readable. I run to the piano, placed the sheets onto the holder, and starts hitting keys. It took me a while to match with the perfect keys, my tears are also dried. As I’m confident with the keys, I play the notes, without I realize, I was singing, mouthing the lyrics one by one.
I thought the entire world stopped,
Only the happy times pass me by,
I stood at the end I thought I wouldn’t have,
I just prayed like that.
This was the piece that Lee Teuk worked so hard to produce. And dad tore it apart just like that? Lee Teuk got nothing to do with this! It’s me who you hate, you have no rights to hurt the one I loved. Lee Teuk is like my hyung. He treats me well when you treated me like shit dad!
You are the devil, dad. You are a demon.
゜・。・゜・゜・。・゜・゜・。・゜・゜・。・゜・゜・。・゜・゜・。・゜
[TBC]
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ps// from now on I'll update weekly because I have schools, extra extra classes and extra tuition classes.