The Abuse
Jae Hwa's POV
Love is sacrifice, isnt it? The past always plays itself like a movie , partly because of the sacrifice itself and partly because of guilt. Will I ever get over this? I wonder. The past two years had been more than rough, it had been the worst years of my life.
"Hwa" I heard him calling from downstairs while I was in my room, scared and petrified it was 8 in the evening and alot early for him to be home as he would mostly spend the whole night away and usually come back after midnight.
I stood up and quickly went downstairs.
He wasnt in a good mood and I could see it, he was sitting on the couch his brows furrowed and his face was red.
"What is it?" I asked shivering as I knew anything could happen at any given point.
He stared at me and stood up his anger getting worse "How many times do I have to remind you to not get out of the house" he shouted which made me shake with fright.
"I only went out for groceries, I swear" I answered. Hot tears rolled down my cheek as he slapped me hard and I could feel my face burning.
Min Eun our house maid came out of the kitchen after hearing the commotion and held me by my shoulder.
"I went with her and I told her to do so. Gyeong, she is getting skinnier and thinner each day she needs to get outside to have some fresh air too, after all she is not an animal" she said fiercely using her power as she had been serving the family for more than twenty years and she was given a lot of respect because after Joon Woo's mother died she cared for him like a mother. But he was also his father's son and developed a destructive mindset.
"Tell her to get ready we have to make it to the launch party of our shared company's artist's new album" he said and stormed off to his bedroom.
Too many scars to conceal both inside and out, too much pain to bear both physically and emotionally, too many regrets to hide and too many wounds to mend. I dont think I will ever heal or have the strength to put back the pieces that I shattered unintentionally.
But not everything turns out the way you want, right? I have learned my lesson, but now its just too late and this life I have to bear as there is no escape to it.
A long blue dress, the creamy sheets of silk flowed perfectly as I walked and the collar was like a beautiful choker.
"Youre looking beautiful" Eun, exclaimed as she covered my bruises with translucent powder and a bit of foundation.
I smiled by the compliment as it was something that made me feel good about myself just for a mere second. There were times when I used to walk on the hallways of my high school and everyone used to stare at me, that time I hated the attention as it made me feel uncomfortable but now I dont even know how I look like as my reflection in the mirror looks an illusion to me. In my eyes I am a weak and a puny woman with a fragile body not that girl who used to carry so much positive energy that it shone brightly wherever I went.
I smile again by the thought of it, good were the old times.
At the party:
The party was a bit tiring, the new artist was about to perform in a few moments but before I could see his performance I was sent inside the car by Joon.
I was tired after being on my feet for four hours without having a bit of rest, it gets even more painful when you're wearing heels. I took my heels out and it gave my feet a bit of relief.
After what seemed like an hour I had the urge to go to the bathroom. So I wore my heels again and walked to the toilets in the parking lot.
When I came back I saw a familiar face, but I only saw half of his face the car in front was blocking the view. I had the sudden urge to go to that person.
I slowly approached the car but that person turned and started to walk away.
"Wait" I exclaimed, I didnt know where it came from, but a part of me felt a strong connection to that person.
He turned and faced towards me but there was a sudden shock on his face, which confused and scared the hell out of me, does he know me? I questioned myself.
"Sorry, I thought it was someone else" I apologized and walked back into my car.