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wonderland-smile-stories · 1 year ago

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~ Chapter 1. 02~

I apologize in advance for any spelling or grammar mistakes and how poorly written this fanfic is. English is not my first language and together with my dyslexia ass things can go wrong I'm sorry.

With a jerk, my body shot up from the bed only to feel the hard cold ground a second later.

My eyes scanned around the room not knowing where the hell I was until I saw the spots of stains that I had tried to cover up with paint, yet you could still see them no matter how much I went over them. Letting out a sigh knowing I was just in my room I put my cheek back on the cold floor.

My body was hot and sweaty so I didn't mind the cold.

I flinched leaning on my arms when a banging came from the other side of my wall.

"Be quiet!" I hung my head low letting out a deep breath seeing it was only my grumpy neighbor.

To be honest I couldn't blame him. For a couple of months, I have lived here I have screamed myself awake from nightmares or more like night terrors.

"I'm sorry Mr. Choi!" I yelled back only hearing a loud grunt from the other side.

I rolled over onto my back letting out a deep breath. My hand went to my neck feeling around if there weren't any marks left from the dream, but of course, that would be impossible. You can't get injuries from a dream. I have had nightmares ever since I escaped that God-forsaken place, but for the past months, they have been getting worse. There are only certain parts I remember, the rest is so blurry and I can't remember what they were about.

The only thing that has been recurrent is the other me. She has appeared in my dreams for the past week. Always saying the same thing, trying to give in to her. I always managed to say no or suppress the urge to say yes. But today it felt like I almost gave in.

My thoughts were cut off when I heard my phone going off from above me. With stiff limbs, I sat up taking the phone from the nightstand. A smile came to my face when I saw that I had two new messages

The first one was from Ji-su asking if I wanted to meet up later on so that we could go to work together.

You see we work together, we both play an instrument she plays the base and I the guitar. A month ago she came to where I work looking for a job, luckily for her, we indeed needed one. Our work is in a bar where you can listen to live music and our bassist had quit a week before, so she was more than welcome for my boss.

Because we had to work together so much we began to talk and quickly bounded over music and other stuff we both liked. If it wasn't for our work I wouldn't have bothered to talk to her. After moving here I wasn't in a rush to meet new people and become friends with them.

I came to find out that she needed a new apartment and that she was staying with a few friends for now. Luckily for her, there were empty apartments in Green Home where I lived.

After thinking about it for a long time I offered for her to stay with me until she could move in because she had told me that she was grateful that she could stay with her friends, but the space was a little cramped for that many people. She happily said yes and from that moment on we have been friends. If I was in her situation I would want to stay somewhere else as well.

I quickly typed 'Yes! Of course!' before looking from whom I got the other text from.

I only moved to Korea six months ago so I don't know a lot of people here so not too many people have my phone number. I could have guessed from who the other text was. There are only two people who text me a lot. Of course, Ji-su and the other one is Eun-yu. It still surprises me that she talks to me let alone texts me every time she's on the rooftop.

'Need music. Come to the roof.' Rolling my eyes at the text, I quickly answer.

'Be there in ten.' She can be a real bitch. No, never mind she is a bitch, but she will do anything for the people who are close to her.

Apparently, I'm one of those people.

'Five.' I shook my head before standing up.

My whole body felt sore from the bad sleep I had. But hey at least I got some sleep. Most of the time I don't bother to sleep, too scared I will have a nightmare again about what had happened, and because I don't want to anger the neighbors more by screaming every day. I only slept when I absolutely needed to.

I didn't want to test Eun-yu's patient today so I quickly took a shower because my body was still sticky from all the sweating I had done. With a towel around my waist, I went to my dresser grabbing some shorts with an old band t-shirt I had since forever with a long-sleeved shirt that had black and white stripes on them that I put on underneath the other shirt.

I slip them on before quickly putting on my white socks. I grabbed my guitar's case from the wall with the guitar in it, swinging it on my shoulder. I was Struggling on one leg attempting to put on my black Converse while trying to be as fast as possible.

With a rush, I ran out the door to the elevators quickly pushing the buttons. A sigh of relief left my lips when it quickly arrived. I pushed the button to the highest floor before watching the door slide shut. I wonder why she needed music this time. Most of the time she wanted it so she could practice her ballet, but there were times she just wanted to sit down, smoke a cigarette, and just talk while I played the guitar softly.

Apparently, it calmed her down from all the stress she had because of school and her older brother. Eun-hyuk was in my eyes a good older brother, but I can't really tell her that without getting a load of curse words and complaints about him. Maybe it is because I had taken care of a little boy Miles back at the orphanage and felt like an older sibling to him. Deep down I know she loves him, she just has a hard time expressing her feelings in a none bitchy way.

The sound of the elevators stopping brought me out of my thoughts. Exiting the elevators I began to walk in a steady pass to the stairs that would lead me to the roof. I could already feel the light breeze coming from outside when I was at the bottom of the stairs.

Skipping steps I walked up the stairs being greeted by an impatient Eun-yu tapping her foot on the ground.

"You're late."

I let out a chuckle shaking my head.

"Only one minute."

She let out a huff before walking to the place where we always hang out.

"So what's wrong this time?" I asked taking the case from my shoulder and placing it against the edge of the building.

She sat down and began to put her ballet shoes on.

"Did it hurt or bother you when you quit ballet?" she asked without looking up at me.

My whole life I have been doing ballet and loved it. It was one of the few things I was allowed to do. A year or so ago I had to quit because of her. Ms. Ward had pushed me down the stairs when I ran after her when she wanted to hit Miles after he ran upstairs scared of her. I hadn't broken anything when I landed at the bottom, but her being the cruel person she is stomped on my feet and ankle making sure I wouldn't be able to walk for a while. In doing so she also ended my ballet life.

"To be honest. Yes." She looked up at me probably not wanting to hear that.

"It was something I loved to do since I was little, so yes it hurt when I had to quit." I didn't know why she would ask me this out of the blue.

"Why are you asking? Are you considering quitting too?"

A frustrated groan left her lips when she stood up.

"I quit my lessons." She huffs out.

"Why? I thought that your brother made enough money for your school and to live off."

She let out a groan rolling her eyes at me.

"That's just it! Not the money, but him working! Why did he have to quit his school? I never asked him for it!" I could hear the frustration grow in her voice the more she talked.

"He did that so you can keep doing what you love," I explained, knowing she wouldn't listen to me.

"Whatever." She mutters putting her other shoes to the side so that she has space enough to dance.

"Look I asked you to come for the music not to side with my brother." I held my hands up in defense before taking the guitar out of the case.

Sitting down on the ground I began to strum the strings until my hands began to make more of a melody than just noise. Eun-yu began to stretch while I played further knowing she didn't want me to stop, which I didn't mind. I loved playing the guitar and I loved watching Eun-yu practice ballet.

It's the only thing I have that reminds me of dancing it myself. I really wish my ankle would be better, but every time I try to dance it begins to hurt, and sometimes it ends up swelling so much that I can't stand on it for days. I hate that she had forced me that way to stop doing ballet. She never liked me doing it. In fact, she hated every activity I did outside the orphanage.

It didn't even cost her a penny. Every kid in the orphanage was allowed to do an activity outside the orphanage and the state would cover the costs. I'm pretty sure that she just hated to see us happy. The only reason she started the orphanage was to earn easy money. Every paycheck she got from the government for the orphanage and the children went into her own pockets. She was smart about it too. She spent just enough to pretend to take care of us and to keep the orphanage neat on the outside and if there was an inspection she would make sure that everything was okay on the inside as well.

It's not like she doesn't have enough money already. When I was fifteen I got a job to earn some money for myself. The moment she found out about it she demanded the money.

Of course, I protested at first, but she said that I lived under her roof and if I was old enough to work then I was old enough to pay her rent. Which was stupid because it was an orphanage, I had to agree with her after she locked me up in the shed for two days straight without food.

My attention went back to Eun-yu when she suddenly stopped in the middle of her dance. My nose crinkled in disgust when I saw that there was gum stuck to her shoe. With a groan, she untied her shoe and said hey to someone else which surprised me because I hadn't heard or seen anyone coming up.

There was a boy around our age standing on the edge of the building.

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