Chapter 21
I woke up in agonizing pain in my head, my throat is burning and everything seems spinning. I cough, trying to ease the pain. I slowly open my eyes and the first thing I saw is the white ceiling, nurses and doctors checking my vital or whatever. I tried to move but they won't let me get up. They told me to lay back. I winced in pain, I tried to remember everything before I ended up here but the only part I could remember was when I'm inside the car after we escape in that ward-
After that, I have a dream, a dream that I saw myself saying weird things to me.
The familiarity with reality slowly hit me, waking me up in my delusion. The long dream I had faded away. I don't know what I dream about, I don't know what I dream for. The only thing in my mind is the memories of hatred and agony. The despair I yearning to disappear but why, why do I need to wake up and face the cruel reality again? The real world I engross the most.
"Hi...my name is Oh Gajin. I want you to answer my questions okay?"
I stared at the woman seating across me, holding a tablet. Do I not allow to ask why I'm in the hospital first? I don't know what happened after they tied me on my bed and lock me up in my room. I don't remember that much.
"Why I'm here? How did I get in here?!" I asked, brows knitted together. My tune is going higher again like it was always like this.
"Calm down Hyeopil." She calmly said, holding my hand. I yanked my hand back and glared at her. She seems taken aback while looking all appealed at my harsh behavior. She fixed her glasses and look at me once again. "I will tell you what happened then." She said sternly.
"You're in a coma for seven years and a half."
My eyes widen. I've been sleeping that long?! That's why I feel like that dream is like an eternity.
"Your home got sale after your family moves to another house. The buyer was shocked to see you in your room I believe, thin, malnourished, and looking weak and pale. I guess your family abandoned you for some reason."
If my parents got into jail I'm sure they won't. They have a lot of money and money is always the solution. The pain, the madness I felt before growing larger now. I fisted my hands. I want to kill them!
"They have the guts to abandon their son. How funny," I murmured bitterly. "Where are they now?"
"Living somewhere?" She handed me the magazine where my parents' name was printed and their company branches, they even have the face of Sunie in the article. My anger only increases just seeing them being successful in life after what they did to me?! Sunie wants to wake me up or my subconscious wants to wake me up from my illusion- from my dream to take action- to take revenge. I throw the magazine away.
"I'll kill them! I'll make them suffer!" I growled under my teeth, glaring deep into the wall in front of me. I feel my eyes watered, I feel my whole being broke apart like what I felt before. My eyes went to the magazine on the floor. I noticed Sunie's become more mature, his face ages a little and he more looks stunning than the last time I saw him. "Mirror..." I grumble, asking the woman beside me to hand a mirror.
She gets her purse and rummages inside. She hands me the mirror.
I stared back at my face. My face changes too. I looked mature just like Sunie. I noticed some glow up unlike when I last remember, my face changed a little. I'm not looking lanky back when I'm in high school. I'm looking more refined than before. Seven years have passed and Sunie might be 21 right now that's why my face looks also 21 but less. Is it because I sleep in 7 years?
"I must say that...you don't have a place to stay." She said and open her mouth to say more but I hushed her by throwing back her mirror.
"It's not my problem anyway," I said plainly, I licked my bottom lip. It's not a problem for me if I have no place to stay, all I want is to take revenge.
"I answered your question. So, can you- "
"Do you think I have time for your shitty questions? Go asked my parents or my twin."
She seems taken aback by my words. I'm sorry for my insolence but I become like this when the people around me start to loathe me although I even don't do anything to them.
"They don't want to talk about what they did to you." She barbs.
"Is because they don't want to dirty their name," I said with the hint of laziness in my voice.
She want to ask more questions but I didn't open my mouth. I stayed still in the bed with my eyes focused on the ceiling above me, thinking and keeping remembering the dream I had that painfully perished in my memory. I dream about something that I want. I want them to love me, praise me like Sunie and look above me- that's why I dream that nightmare. But in reality, I want them especially Sunie to suffer.
I hate to be in the same shoes as you Sunie, now that I detest people. I hate them, I abhor you. I want you all to be gone. All the people who hurt me! I want you gone...no, maybe not. I want you to suffer, I'd like you to trudge on the ground and kissed the dirt under my shoes. I want you to crawl into scarcity.
I smiled bitterly. Now I get it. The people I despise the most were the people in my dream. Mother Monika is our mother, doctor Chil our stepfather- uncle, but I can't remember the rest. Do I need to remember who those people are to me?
It seems I have a little memory loss.
After one week, I have enough of staying in this damn hospital! That woman keeps on asking questions about my past, and she keeps nagging me to go to the wealth care center for homeless people like me. Does she think I'm stupid to play weak? To play hopeless and thank her after giving my needs? No, all I need is the people to suffer.
One night went by and I decided to break free from the hospital. This hospital feels like the ward I dream of. I feel sick whenever I remember that. I'm Sunie in that damn dream, I detest that very much. Escaping in the hospital is easy, I knock out two security and one nurse. I took the guard's security pass, keys, and his jacket. I wear a jacket. I don't have any clothes to change these hospital clothes- hopefully, these clothes aren't hospital gowns.
I ran to the back door that led to the parking area. I relished the feeling of being outside again. I was finally out of the hospital and now, I'm free to do whatever I want without any obstacle in my way. I'll make them pay, I'll make you pay Sunie. Prepare yourself.
I ran to the near car that parked beside the gate. I looked around, making sure no one is around but when I spot the CCTV I whines. Getting a car is close to impossible, there's no way I would get myself caught! I believe I'm 21 already and there is a high possibility that I could be incarcerated. I have no choice but to go on foot. I only wearing slippers though. I huff an air and I noticed the fog that came out from my mouth. I frown, what date is it now? Is it December already?
I ran outside from the hospital, climbing on the closed gate before jumping down to the other side. I hope no CCTV caught me.
I hid my both hands inside the pockets of this jacket. My fingers clasp onto something cold? I took it out and saw it was a car key- no, a key for houses. Sad to think, I don't know where he lives. I also don't know where those fuckers are now. I stop when I heard the familiar name coming out from the high schooler's mouth that passing beside me. They talking about Sunie, praising him as always.
It will last? Probably not.
I keep on walking aimlessly, with no destination in mind until I passed in front of the abandoned house. I stop and looked up at the house. The house is small, a studio type maybe but enough for me to stay in. There aren't too many people passing by here but only a few. I came closer to the small house and open the door causing it to make a creaking sound. I looked around the room, the room was small that contained a door that probably led to the bathroom and two small folded beds that cover in mold and dust. On the other side beside the bathroom was the small kitchen with plates obviously, leave in there on purpose or the owner of this house leave in a hurry. My attention, however, was quickly taken away from the picture that standing in the small drawer beside the beds. I walked to it and stared down at the photo. A family picture.
I noticed the blood on the window in front of the sink. I wonder what happened here, but that wasn't my problem. I went to the sink and check if there was clean water still running in this house, luckily- there is. I search the fuse that is obviously behind the door. I switch it open and just then, the studio-type room was shaded in light. This is much better. I just need to do the cleaning.
I search for some broom and basin perhaps to remove all the dust and molds that surround the four corners of the house. All I did this night was clean this house.
I'm done with the cleaning when I heard someone knock on the door. I get up and open it only to be greeted by two police officers patrolling the area.
They seems caught off guard for a while when they saw me. I raised a brow, what was that?
"How old are you? Why a pretty kid like you doing here?" One of them asked.
"I'm going to live here." I simply said.
"A concerned neighbor called and she told that you trespassing in someone's house. Moreover, the title of this lot is named after the relative of the deceased family."
So...they want me to kick out? Even though this house was named to some relative, they didn't even claim the house or remodel it. My eyes move to the house nearby, I saw a high school girl and a middle-aged woman who was the loquacious one. I looked back at the police again, smiling. Try to calm your nerves Hyeopil...
"Oh? Well...I am the relative then."
"You? How can be a Jung family have one relative with a good-looking face as you?" The other one asked. "And it seems that you just escape from the hospital-"
The police yelp when I violently choke him. The other one is about to pull a taser but I'm quicker than him, I kick him on his stomach before fishing the gun from the police I was holding. I pointed the gun in front of the other police and without hesitation and no mercy, I pulled the trigger. The bullet flew directly on his head. I turned at the guy I'm strangling. However, he manages to kick on my stomach- sending me to the ground. I whine in pain. The police quickly run away while calling his back up.
I hurriedly get to my knees and run after him. Despite my draining energy, I manage to get him and placed my arms across his shoulder. The two women hooted in their house, probably watching our scuffle in fear.
I took in a deep breath and with one swift jerk to the right, there was a quiet snap and his body turned limp. I sigh again and let him go.
I glance over the two girls who watching us. They were in a stampede, calling the police.
I grab the gun from the police and send them right into their demise.
I huff an air, feeling annoyed because disposing of a body is hard. An impossible idea struck in my mind. I placed the two guys inside the neighbor's house, placing them on the sofa together. I took their phones. I picked up the high schooler's phone and dialed the number.
I acted like I was the victim, crying out for help. My face turns blank after ending the call- pocketing the phone and walking back home.
After minutes, the police arrive.
I closed the door and slump on the now clean floor. I fished out her phone and checked the news about my dearest twin.
As soon I open it, hundred of messages from her friend greeted me. I ignored them all and went to the social sites.
I smiled seeing my twin is now a successful actor at a young age. He still stuns like always, people- fans showering him with positive comments, praising him like he's the perfectionist. A playful smile crept on my face.
I open the camera app and point the camera at me. I fixed myself, making sure to look handsome. I tap the click button. I stared at my face for a while before creating a social account- an anonymous one, and post my picture in it with a caption. I can't wait to see Sunie's reaction.
'I'm back...greet me.'
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His manager and the other staff especially his make-up artist who did makeup on him were shocked at Sunie's sudden outburst, throwing his phone away. The manager, Mr. Kain scooted beside him, picking up his phone. He's speechless after seeing the younger boy who has his face blank in the photo. His eyes piercing right into his soul. This boy in the photo seems like he has always been the perfect picture of beauty and grace. He looked even more radiant under the light as if a spotlight was given to him. Some sort of amusement could be seen in Mr. Kain's eyes as he stared at his photo for too long now.
Mr. Kain snap when he heard Sunie groan. He looked back at his actor and see him fidgeting in front of the mirror, as the makeup artist try her best to accentuate his features. Not that it was needed, he thought. Sunie was probably the most beautiful kid of his age and Mr. Kain had always admired his unique beauty. Not just him but everyone in the world. This guy has the same rare and unique beauty too him.
"His picture spread that fast huh? I never thought he will make it." Sunie murmured.
"Who are you talking to?" Mr. Kain asked and stand straight, turning off the phone.
"That guy in the photo!" He points to the phone on the other table.
"What's with him? He's just some ordinary boy who goes to the college."
"Manager Kain, you don't know him! That guy is dangerous!"
"How so?"
Sunie groan loudly and stood up, taking his phone before walking out of the tent. He immediately spots one of his friends, Doyoung who talking to the other staff and his lead girl for the film. He frowned, after seeing him.
"What are you doing here?" He asked once he approached him.
Doyoung turned to him, wearing a smile. White high lights were visible in his hair that sparkling under the lights.
"Visiting you of course."
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To be continued...
End of book2