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Flashback - 2 years prior
I woke to the sing-song voice of my father "Wake up sleepyhead! If you want to come with me, you need to get up." Sitting up with a groan I called back to him that I was coming. I didn't move though. I just sat on my bed with my eyes closed, seconds away from falling back into my dreams. "Sophia... I'm going to leave you here, and I don't want to hear you complaining later!" These were the words that made me move. I hated being left home alone, even at 17.
Crawling out of bed, I grab the clothes I had set out last night. Taking a quick shower and brushing my teeth, I'm ready in a short time. I make sure I have everything I'll need for the day, and run downstairs hoping my Dad didn't leave yet. "Dad! I'm sorry!! I'm ready now!!" I run toward the front door to stop short at his voice coming from behind me. "I knew that would get you moving. Aren't you going to grab something to eat?"
I pick up an apple and show it to him, smiling. "I can eat more when we get there. We're going to that Korean restaurant, aren't we?" Dad laughed at me, knowing if he tried to refuse me, I'd whine all day. "Yes Sophia. We'll go there for dinner. Now, let's go before we're late." I happily hopped down our front steps to the car.
As I was about to get in the passenger seat, Dad asked me why I didn't drive this time. I had just passed my license exam, and loved driving, so I jumped up and down when he tossed me his keys saying "I get to choose the music though." I agreed and after buckling in, started the car. He reached over and ruffled my hair. I looked at his suddenly sad face, confused by his action until he said "You look more and more like your mother every day... Beautiful."
Looking away from him, I backed out of the driveway to get on our way. I appreciated the compliment but not the comparison. My mother left us 12 years ago. She chose to listen to her parents, and run back to them. After years of being told she would never be happy here, even though we were, she gave in to them. My Dad still loves her. In fact he tries to defend her every time I get mad about being abandoned by her.
Not long after she left, we got the notice that she'd been arranged to marry a man of her family's choosing. I didn't understand how she could marry a person she didn't love. Dad tried to explain the tradition, and the business benefits to these kinds of things. I was just pissed. My father had money, and came from a good family, but she didn't marry him. I still don't understand why not.
My parents met in their first year of college, and fell in love. They found out very quickly that I was on the way, and Dad was excited. Mom... I don't think she wanted me. She even made an appointment to get rid of me. I know only because I overheard an argument they had before she ran back home, leaving us behind. "I'm sorry Sophia. I shouldn't have mentioned her."
Hearing the sadness in his voice I felt guilty. I should learn to control my facials better. "It's okay Dad. I know she's beautiful, so I appreciate the compliment." I let myself smile to try and bring up his mood again. "Come on Dad... Play some music, or I'll choose." He laughed at me and turned on the radio, choosing an oldies station and singing along.
We arrived at the small airport and drove to the hangar. Dad got out to start his pre-flight check and I walked over to the office to file our flight plan. We used to do this trip often, but after my grandparents passed away, we only go every couple months. I get excited to be in the air with my Dad. It always feels so freeing to soar through the air above the clouds. He's been flying since he was just a teenager, when his Dad would bring him along on small business trips.
When everything is ready, we climb in to the plane, and get ready. Dad gets clearance from the tower to taxi to the runway and we start to move. I plug one of my airpods in to listen to some music and not disturb my Dad. He's communicating back and forth with the tower, and needs to concentrate. I drift into my own mind to the times before when we would visit my grandparents.
They were an amazing couple. Irish immigrants who built a strong business with a lot of hard work. They were well respected in their community, and had only one child, my Dad. They were dark haired and dark eyed Irish, while my Dad is a fiery ginger haired, green eyed leprechaun. I smile when I remember how my Gran would tell me the red hair makes him, and me, lucky. I used to love to visit them in the summer to swim in the lake, help make bread, and tend the chickens. Gran kept chickens because she didn't want to lose touch with her humble beginnings. She grew up on a small farm in Ireland with 4 siblings and their only food came from the animals they raised, or crops they grew. I loved all her stories.
Grandad came from a well-to-do Irish family. When he met Gran, he fell in love instantly. His family didn't agree with their relationship and tried to keep them apart, but Grandad just took her and ran away to America. He knew he wouldn't want anyone else. That is why I don't understand my own mother. If she loved my father, why did she leave?
Once we're in the air, I take my airpod out, and turn to my Dad. "What will we be doing this trip?" Smiling he just says "You'll see. But it'll be fun." He knows I hate surprises, but he never stops doing it. I feel like he enjoys making me crazy and listening to me nag him. I proceed to do just that for the next 30 minutes. Trying to bargain using chores to find out, but he won't budge. I huff and cross my arms on my chest to turn away and look out the window at the clouds. They look really different from above them.
"Hey Dad... Do you think heaven exists?" I look back at him to see him smile and nod. "Of course I believe. Where do you think your Grandparents are? I know they're having a blast running around after chickens, and baking Gran's famous bread, and cookies, for God." I laugh at his response. It would be just what they're doing actually... If heaven exists.
Half way through the flight he turns to look at me. I feel like he's about to say something upsetting, but I wait. "Sophia... I think you should visit your mother this summer in Korea." My jaw drops, and I immediately shake my head. "Honey... She's your mother. It's time you patch it up with her. She loves you."
Laughing sarcastically at his words, I roll my eyes and speak my mind. "Dad... She doesn't love me. If she ever did, she wouldn't have tried to end my existence to begin with. And it's been 12 years. If she wanted to hear from me, or see me, she could have by now." I take a deep breath because I feel sick suddenly.
"Honey... I'm sorry you heard that. It was an argument, and we both said things we didn't mean. She DID want you. She was just scared of her parents back then. She chose your name, and I remember the way she looked at you when she saw you for the first time.
"I won't go Dad. I'd rather stay with you." He looks at me sadly, and I see he's struggling with something. "Sophia... Listen to me now... I love having you with me. I'm selfish and haven't done what's best for you. Your mom deserves to meet the beautiful woman you're becoming. So I already bought the ticket, and she, and your step-father, are expecting you. It'll only be for a couple weeks."
"WEEKS?!? Noooo... I am not going. I'm sorry you wasted your money. I hate her. She left us and hasn't once tried to see me. I will NOT go. I'll run away first."
Being enraged about the thought of being sent to the deserter who calls herself my mother, I get out of the seat and head to the back to sit alone on the couch. Plugging in my airpods I blast music and cry. I won't do this. I hate fighting with my Dad, but he can't make me go. I peak at him and see his tears, but I stay put, and close my eyes. I plan my escape in case he tries to force me, and fall asleep while silently crying.
Pain... Burning... Sounds of metal tearing, screeching... I wake to the smell of smoke, and try to sit up. I'm trapped!! There is something heavy and metal pinning me down. I struggle and feel my flesh ripping. "DAD!! DADDY!! HELP ME PLEASE!!! I'M TRAPPED DAD!! ARE YOU THERE?!? DAAAAADD!!!" I am able to move enough to see my father, bleeding badly and trying to get to me, but he's also trapped. Pushing hard on the bulky metal object I am able to move a little more... The plane shifts... "SOPHIA!! STOP MOVING!! WE'RE ON A CLIFF!"
I look at him and meet his eyes. "I love you Daddy!!" He is breathing heavily and I know if someone doesn't find us soon he won't make it. "Daddy... Dad... Look at me. Hold on please!! I can't do this life without you... Please!! Don't leave me like everyone else... Hold on Dad!"
"sophia... you're the best thing in my life and i'm so proud... so proud of you. believe in yourself always please. you're bright and beautiful. find love and share your joy and sorrow. i'm sorry my daughter... i'm sorry i couldn't keep our family together... i love you my beautiful angel."
"nooooo... dad... stop saying these things... you can't leave me... if you love me, you'll stay with me... pleeeaaase... daddy..."
The plane started to move slightly and I watched my Dad as he slipped away... His eyes were still on me, but he'd stopped seeing... I screamed to him to stay... over and over again... Begging... Pleading... Threatening... And then the plane rolled and I was tossed free from whatever was holding me down, but thrown harshly against the walls and ceiling of the fuselage... Again and again... I screamed for Dad, but he couldn't help me anymore. The plane crashed hard against something and my face smashed into the edge of a sharp object and I could feel the skin tear. Blood was in my eyes, my nose, and my mouth... Everything hurt and I closed my eyes hoping I'd meet my Dad and my Grandparents to chase chickens in heaven...
Flashback End
Sitting in the corner of my room, curled into a ball, to survive the memory that I can never get away from. The memory of the minute the light left my Father's eyes... The overwhelming pain that having my skin torn and burned caused... I rock back and forth, head tucked into my knees, and weep silently. If my Mother hears she'll tell me to shut up. The last time this happened, she locked me in my room for 2 days and didn't feed me. She thinks I need to be tough and forget this... I hate her... I don't understand what my Dad ever saw in her. She's completely evil...
When the alarm for school sounds, I haven't slept. I make my way to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. Looking in the mirror, I cringe. Not because of the scar, but my swollen and puffy eyes. My nose is red from crying and the split in my lip has opened again. I do what I can to disguise my exhaustion, but it's impossible. After getting dressed, I head downstairs hoping that I can grab a power bar and a water without running into anyone. I have what I need, and I'm almost to the door when she comes out of the hallway where their bedroom is. "Listen you little bitch. I don't know what game you're playing, but stay away from my husband."
Spinning quickly to make sure she's talking to me, I see her burning glare. "You should probably tell your nasty old husband to keep his filthy fucking hands to himself Ha-eun. I wouldn't willingly touch him EVER! If I need to, I'll contact the police to tell them he tried to rape me. So if you want to keep receiving MY FATHER'S money, you'll keep away from me!!" With that said, I walk out the door with a slam. It opens immediately and I'm yanked back by my hair and thrown to the floor.
My "mother" approaches me and kicks me in the abdomen so hard I see stars. She drags me up by my hair and looking into my eyes I can feel how much she hates me. "If you ever threaten me again, I will shave your head and force you to face the world as the monster you are. You are only alive because I let you live. You are a disgusting, ugly piece of shit. I am ashamed that you came from my body!" I'm thrown to the floor again and she kicks me a few more times. I'm coughing blood and can't breathe, but she wants me dead...
"HA-EUN STOP!!!" She freezes with her leg drawn back as her husband comes to stand in front of me. "Are you trying to kill her? Do you know what happens to us if you do? We lose everything Ha-eun... Get a grip..."
While they are arguing I crawl away and with alot of difficulty manage to get to my feet. I open the door and start walking. I don't know where I'm going... School?? Police?? Hospital?? All I know is that last night I wanted to die, but today I want to live just to spite that woman and her husband.
I keep my head down and just walk. I'll just walk until I can't anymore. Pausing due to nausea, I stand over a trash can and heave blood and bile. When I feel like I can continue, I wipe my mouth on the back of my hand and walk again... I'm dizzy, and there are black dots dancing in the corners of my vision, but I can't stop... If I sit down, I'll die.
"Sophia? Oh my God, Sophia!!" I hear the angelic baritone voice and feel myself falling. I expect to smash my head on the pavement, but it doesn't happen. I open my eyes and squint to try to see... "M-Mr. J-jeon?" "Yes. Sophia... You'll be alright. Hang on.. okay? Sophia?!? Shit!"
Jungkook's POV
I barely slept last night. When I finally did, I dreamed of Sophia... Of kissing her... Touching her... Burying myself deep inside her... Needless to say, I woke up rock hard and had to take care of it in the shower. I came so hard, moaning her name and seeing stars.
When I finished my shower, I felt like a baby deer with how shaky my legs were. It's been a while for me, and I haven't even really thought about sex. I had a girlfriend 11 months ago, but she was using me for sex only. When I wanted to go out to dinner, she was "busy." If I tried to cuddle during a movie, she quickly turned it into sex.
Like any man, I enjoy sex, but I'm a soft guy who likes to cuddle. I want to give and receive affection. When I realized she didn't want any of that, I ended it. She was hateful with me and told me that my dick was too big and she faked it most of the time to get it over with. She made me believe that I'll never truly satisfy a woman because it's too painful. I went out with a friend a couple times to hook up, but I became paranoid and couldn't go past getting a hand job...
I dress for work thinking about all the things I've learned about Sophia. Something doesn't sit well with me, and it's about her mother... It bothers me that she walked away easily from her child, and then suddenly went to court to try to keep her close. I texted my Dad last night and asked him to get some info about Lee Corp. I have a suspicion, but I hope I'm wrong.
I wear a pair of tight black pants, knowing Sophia was checking out my thighs yesterday. I put on a white dress shirt, but roll the sleeves. I grab a tie and jacket and gathering my bag I head to the door. I am almost to the school when I see the girl with the fiery red hair walking... No... Stumbling... Something is wrong! I pull over to the side and jump out of the car. Calling her name, I get to her just in time. She collapses and I'm able to save her from a serious head injury.
Picking her up bridal style I set her in my car. I get in the driver's seat and before heading out, I call work. I tell Lisa that I have an emergency and she agrees to pass the information along offering to help. Refusing her as politely as I can, I continue driving towards the hospital.
"Mr. Jeon? What happened? Where are we?" I hear her voice and I reach my hand over to soothe her. "Don't worry Sophia. We're almost to the hospital... I won't let anything happen to you." She tries to sit up further looking panicked. "No... Please... I can't go to the hospital. Please don't take me there." Her eyes are wide and her breathing is heavy and fast.
"But Sophia, you collapsed... I can see you vomited blood... You need a Dr." She starts trying to open the door and get away. She's in a complete panic and I don't know why. Is it because of the trauma in her past? I grab her hand and pull to the side of the road before she jumps from my moving car. "Calm down... You're injured Sophia... Why won't you let me help you?" "I can't go to the hospital! Please! They'll call her... Mr. Jeon you don't know... I just can't... Please don't make me!"
I watch her completely melt down. She is hyperventilating and clutching her chest. I'm scared to not take her, but I need her to trust me. "Okay... Sophia... I won't take you to the hospital. What about a clinic?" She continues to refuse any kind of medical care from a facility. Having no other option, I turn my car to my house. I'll bring her there and try to help her.
When we arrive, I move quickly to help her out of the car, and seeing her in obvious pain, I pick her up to carry her. She groans and I apologize, but don't put her down. After entering my home, I'm on my way to the living room with her when I remember her file. It is in there spread out on the table. Changing direction, I bring her up the stairs and set her down gently on my bed. This is not how I imagined having her in my room for the first time.
"Mr. Jeon. I'm sorry for the bother... Thank you for helping me... You aren't going to get in trouble for missing work are you?" I can't believe this girl. She's in agony, and she's worrying about me. "Sophia... What happened to you?" Her eyes blank out and I can see her body shaking. Grabbing a blanket I cover her, and sit on the edge of the bed. "I can't see you like this... You're hurt, and that's obvious. I am scared it is more serious than you know. I need to know what happened so I can help. Why no hospital or clinic? Who is the 'her' you're afraid of?"
"Mr. Jeon... I can't tell you. I'll be alright. I've been hurt worse than this before. I'm sorry to waste your time. I can just go..." She tries to get up, but I push her gently back onto the pillows. "You're not going anywhere Miss Sophia. I wish you would talk to me... But, if you won't let me take you to a Dr... I'll just bring one here." Panic strikes her features again, and she struggles to get away and leave. "Relax... He's a good friend, and he can make sure you don't have anything life threatening wrong with you. If I ask him not to report it to his hospital, he won't. Can you trust me?"
"You promise?" She is petrified for whatever reason so I nod and hold her hand. She looks at me and down to my large hand on hers. A cute blush creeps up her face, and I unconsciously reach out to move her hair from her face. She stops my hand before I can, and whispers "don't" so softly I almost didn't hear it. I draw my hand away and look into the eye that's not covered. I want her to know she is beautiful. I realize that she's not ready yet though. She's not ready for me...
I stand and excuse myself to walk downstairs. While I clean up the papers with her personal details from my coffee table, I call Dr. Kim. He answers almost immediately with his usual greeting. "Kookie!! What's going on? When are we getting drinks?" Laughing at his excitement, I almost forget why I called. I land my eyes on the picture of the injured girl in my bed and snap back to the present. "Dr. Kim... I need your help. Could you come to my house?" "Dr. Kim? Wow Kook... Are you hurt? Hit your head did you?"
"Come on Namjoon hyung... You know I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important..." He chuckles on the other end of the phone, and says he'll be here in 15 minutes. I finish picking up all the papers Sophia shouldn't see me with, and bring them to my home office. I lock them away in my desk, and head to the kitchen to grab a couple bottles of water. When the doorbell rings, I rush to answer it. Namjoon hyung is looking at me with a raised brow. I've only ever called him for my own personal injuries, so seeing me fit and fine is a surprise to him.
We sit down on the couch together and I thank him for coming. "What's happened Jungkook? You don't look hurt or sick." I shake my head and tell him what's happening... Well, mostly... "Hyung. I have one of my students upstairs... She..." "Kook! Did you knock up a student?"
I snap my mouth shut and glare at him. "Hyung... Please... It's not that! You know I've never messed around with a student. This girl is hurt. I found her stumbling on the way to school, and then she collapsed. She's hurt and I need you to check her." He looks at me like I'm nuts, and I get nervous. "Jungkook... It sounds like she needs a hospital! Why didn't you take her to the ER?" I fiddle my fingers and look down knowing he's right."I tried Hyung. She freaked out. She tried to jump out of my car while I was driving... Please Hyung... Just check on her. If you think it's necessary I'll call an ambulance and make her go to the hospital." He sighs but sees my desperation... "Fine Kook. Who is she?"
We start walking to the stairs and I give him the basics. He stops and holds my arm making me halt also. "She's the daughter of Lee Ha-eun? You realize Lee Corp owns the hospital I work at, right?" I hadn't thought of that... "Namjoon hyung... I am concerned she's being abused. When I mentioned the hospital she said she couldn't go there because 'they'll tell her' and then she tried to jump out of the car." Namjoon looks bothered but agrees to help me.
When we enter my room, I see a sweating Sophia groaning on my bed. Namjoon walks to her and checks her forehead with his hand. "Jungkook. Help me wake her so she doesn't get scared." I go to the other side of the bed and sit next to her. I take her hand in mine and start calling her name softly. She opens her eyes and I breathe a sigh of relief. "Sophia... This is Dr. Kim. He's a good friend of mine. He's going to examine you to make sure you can heal without going to the hospital. Okay?"
She looks at Namjoon hyung and back at me. "Mr. Jeon... I can't go to the hospital. I won't... Even if Dr. Kim says I should..." Namjoon shares a look with me, but just takes her wrist to check her pulse. "Miss... Sophia, is it? How about you just let me check you over, and we'll see what I can do without the hospital? Okay?" She nods at him and he begins his exam.
"Now, I'm going to need to have you remove your top. Do you need help?' I watch as she gets pale and begins to tremble. I touch her arm and smile at her. "Would you like me to leave Sophia? If that would make you more comfortable, I will do it." I'm surprised when she shakes her head, but looks down. "Mr. Jeon... I'm ok... I could use help... Do you mind?" I shake my head, but gulp hard and move to gently lift her shirt. As I raise it up her body, I see Namjoon hyung's eyes go wide. I don't look yet, to focus on getting the cloth off without causing her more pain.
When her shirt is off, and she's moving her hair quickly to cover her face again, I take her body in. She is covered in scars, probably from the plane crash. More concerning though, are the large bruises on her back and abdomen. They are so dark they almost look black. Namjoon speaks calmly to her "Okay Sophia... I need you to lay down so I can check if you have any fractures. Since I'm doing it with my hands, it will hurt quite a bit. I'll tell you it would be better to get an x-ray. Are you sure you want to continue this way?" She's grabs my hand and I meet her scared face "Don't leave..." I shake my head and squeeze her hand. "Go ahead Dr. Kim. I'll be alright." She bravely says this to him, and I see Hyung's dimples.
When Namjoon hyung starts pressing on her ribs and pushing to see if there is movement that shouldn't be, she cries out. She quickly bites down to stop it. She knows if he can't continue, she'll end up in the ER. So she squeezes my hand hard and grits her teeth. Namjoon continues and when he gets to her sternum, he pauses. The bruise here clearly shows a ring indentation, and he looks at me. He presses around it trying to feel any fractures. His face is a mask of seriousness, but his eyes are flashing angrily. Tears are steadily flowing down her cheeks into her ears and she whimpers, but continues to bear it.
I feel a rage build inside me towards whoever would do such a thing to this beautiful girl. When Hyung finishes his exam, he covers her with the blanket.
"Sophia... I can't say with 100 % certainty that there aren't fractures, but I didn't feel them. I still think a visit to the hospital is in order, but I won't force you. I'm going to write a few prescriptions for pain relief, and to help you rest. You're going to need to be careful for a few days, and if you vomit again, please go to the hospital. It might be a sign of internal bleeding that I can't detect. I'm so sorry about whatever it is that happened. If you need me again, have Jungkook call." Nodding to him she wipes at her teary cheek not covered by her hair. Bowing her head she says "Thank you Dr. Kim. I appreciate your help and discretion."
Namjoon hyung stands and returns her bow. I get up to walk him to the door, leaving her to rest. When we're away from my room Hyung turns to me with a serious face. "Who did that? You think her mother? Or her father? That was the result of the worst beating Jungkook. I've never seen anyone concious after these types of injuries..." Hearing that my anger increases, but I bite on my inner cheek to keep a clear head. "Hyung... I don't know who, yet. I know she was bullied at school and I'm sure some of the lighter bruises were due to that. I'm handling that though. She's only been in school for a day... Before that she was being tutored at home. I want to help her Hyung. Everything in me is screaming that I'm supposed to help her." Namjoon hyung pats my shoulder and smiles. "Our young Kookie is falling in love... Huh..."
I shake my head and quickly deny. I don't know what I feel, but it's too soon for love, right? "Hyung... I have only known her since yesterday. She's my student. She just really needs someone. I don't think it's love. I don't get those feelings... You know that. I thought I'd found it before, and you saw how that ended. So, I'll just be a good friend." He is smiling at me and I see his chest vibrate trying to contain the laugh. "You can't convince me, even though you're convincing yourself, that it isn't love you're starting to feel. Just be careful with her Kook. Don't be rough." Saying that, he laughs at my shocked expression. As he heads out he yells back to call him again if she needs help.
I head back to my room, and as I enter I freeze. She's trying to put her shirt back on, but it's stuck. Her bra covered breasts are on display to me, and I fight my body from reacting. I want so badly to squeeze them and suck her nipples... Shit... I feel my pants start to get tight and then I hear her speak. "Mr. Jeon? Are you there? I'm stuck. Could you help me?" I move to her quickly, and assist her to get her head into the shirt. She smiles at me and my heart pounds hard at the sight. "Mr. Jeon? Are you alright? Do you have a fever? You're very red." She's reaching for my face with her breasts still out and I move away fast. "Mr. Jeon? Did something happen?"
I turn my back to hide my tightening pants, and the blush I feel creeping up my face and ears. Get a grip Jungkook... "I'm fine Miss Sophia. I'm just frustrated. Will you tell me who did this?" I don't turn to her, but I hear her huff while pulling her shirt down. I'm relieved she's covered, and I look back to her. "Please tell me Sophia. I can help you." She looks at me with a sparkling green eye, and just shakes her head. "Noone can help me Mr. Jeon. I can't let you get hurt because of me. I know you don't understand, but you have to trust that I know what I'm talking about. They're too powerful. I wouldn't forgive myself if they did something to you."
I walk to her and sit on the bed. Taking her face in my hands I lean down to kiss her forehead. "I'm not as weak as you might think I am Miss. I am not afraid of your demons. When you're ready to let me in, I'll be here for you."
Sophia
I smiled and leaned in to hug my teacher. I feel my heart pounding in time with his, and I so badly want to believe his words... But I can't risk it... Can't risk getting attached... Pulling back I look into his galaxy eyes and smile. "Thank you for everything Mr. Jeon."
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