1 Give up

I woke up to the gloominess of my large room, looking up at the ceiling where hangs a chandelier. I sighed and sat up on my king size bed. Looking at my feet I heard my Butler Mr. Kang call out to me,

"Young Miss Ha Won, are you awake?"

I looked at my double door with intricate designs with dull eyes.

"Young Miss, it's time to wake up!" Mr. Kim yelled again.

"I'm up!" I yelled and got up and then the door opened.

Mr. Kim stood there with a wary look. I scrunched my eyebrows together and looked at him. He sighed, getting the signal to speak.

"It is your mother, she wants to speak to you at breakfast."

"Now, what does she want?" I exclaimed, irritated. I never liked my mother. She always wanted to control me and make me do things against my will.

"Child, just give it a try. Maybe she want to talk about..." Mr. Kim trailed off. Even he out of all the people didn't have any thing good to sat about her.

I sighed and he looked at me worried.

"I guess we will find out soon, right?" I said dryly. Mr. Kim nodded and went away.

Mr. Kim has been my Butler since I could remember. Dad trusts him with everything related to me. Same goes for me too. He is more like my family than my real family. He is in his mid thirties and treats me like his daughter but he has to treat me like a princess in front of my mother because as you might have got the idea, she is cruel.

Anyway, I went to my attached bathroom to wash up. My room is a really spacious place with a big bathroom and equally spacious closet. There are long windows lining one of the walls of my bedroom. Beside my bed there are bedside tables. My room is lit up by the enormous chandelier hanging from the middle of my room, away from my bed. So, if it ever falls it won't kill me. My room was decorated with all the unnecessary things that are just useless. The only thing I liked about the decorations was that the wall behind my bed had two swords crossed and hanged there. The same wall was coloured a royal blue and the rest of the walls were coloured dark red with golden designs. The floor was totally black. The total purpose of my room was to scare away anyone who entered this room. It gave a creepy yet powerful vibe.

Mom was totally against this idea but dad like it so...

I came out of the bathroom with a robe wrapped around my body and entered the closet. I just choose some black ripped jeans and a black skull top and a leather jacket with brown Timberlands and dried my hair leaving it down. I looked in the long mirror satisfied with how the dress and my dark hair went well with my slightly tanned skin.

I went downstairs, suddenly in a mischievous mood to irritate my mother. I knew that my outfit alone was enough to stress her out. But trust me, even though no human deserves to be treated like this, she does. Once I'll tell you about her doings you will hate me less.

I entered our huge dining room and sat at my place in the long dining table. The bright light stinging my eyes. 'Shouldn't have stayed in the dark of a long time.' I thought and rubbed my eyes.

Beside my sat my adopted brother. Opposite to me sat my dad and beside him mother.

As about my 'adopted' brother, my mom always wanted a son but dad wanted a daughter. So, she adopted him when I was 13 saying that they need a heir for our family business. More like a pet to be by her side forever and listen to every order she gives. Though he did what she ordered him to do, I still loved him. Being the only child was lonely.

And he treated me nicely, that was the only thing I needed from him.

I heard heels clicking on the floor pulling me out of my daydream session. I rolled my eyes, 'Here comes my wonderful mother!' I thought and cringed.

She saw me and sat across me at dad's place. Oh, how I wished to pull her out of there.

"What do you want?" I asked harshly. She smiled sweetly but her wickedness showing through.

"Won't I even get a 'good morning'? After all I am your mother who raised you up and you talk to me like this? What a disgrace." She spatted showing the real side of hers.

I smirked provokingly. "What ever you say 'mother'." I said.

My brother, Park Jaehyun suddenly entered the dining room and mother's evil eyes turned soft and she smiled softly at him. I turned away from her, a look of disgust on my face.

"Good Morning, mother," He said

"Good Morning, baby girl." He grinned widely at me.

"Morning to you too." I felt a genuine smile creeping onto my face. Jaehyun sat beside me and ruffled my hair. I frowned playfully and he laughed out loudly.

Being with him makes me feel loved. He has been there for me always, through dark and light.

Mother fake coughed obviously not fond of our little affectionate greeting. She didn't like Jaehyun being around me because she thought that I would tell him all her secrets. I would but not now, as dad said.

Our breakfast was laid down in front of us.

"Where is dad?" I asked and looked curiously at Jaehyun.

"Oh, he is away for work. He won't be back till next weak or so." He informed me. I nodded.

We ate our breakfast and Jaehyun and I kept striking little conversations in-between.

After finishing our breakfast we sat there completely forgetting mother.

"Ha Won, meet me in my room." That

sentence was the only thing that was needed for my smile to be wiped away from my face. I looked at mom as she walked away with a shocked face. She truly didn't enjoy me being happy with all her heart.

Jaehyun looked at me concerned and held my hand, rubbing circles.

"Why do you look so pale? Are you alright, sweetheart? It's alright, mom only called you to her room. It's not like she will kill you or something." He smiled comfortingly. 'Only if he knew.' I thought and looked at him. Concern still in his eyes, he nodded at me, motioning me to go to mom. I looked at where mom went and back at him.

I nodded and stood up.

Only if he knew that even going to her room was a nightmare for me, he won't have let me go.

The idea of entering the place of all the crimes that my mother has committed was enough for me to give up on life.