Over and Over Again

Part 1

The little blonde boy, Sayhin had a half day at school that day,just his grade. He was in 4th grade and just a week ago his grade won that Volly ball game and won a whole week off of full days at school. He began walking home, smiling knowing his Mom was home today and not in the City for broadway. The reason why the family moved from South Korea when Yoosung was only a small child, was because their mother finally got a roll on broadway. Since then, she's been in about 3-4 different shows, and when she's not a star on the stage, she is a teacher at her kids school. Each of them at some point had her in their class as a teacher, right now Sayhin does and he enjoys it. For some reason she had a sub in today. Probably since Christmas Break was around the corner and she was preparing.

It was December 6th, around 11am, tomorrow was Catherine's birthday and she's been excited about it for the longest time, she was finally turning 13. When Sayhin walked in, he felt really scared for second. The house was dead silent, he didn't even bother saying he was home, he took off his shoes and threw his backpack on the tile floor with a crash.

His house was huge, a big staircase you first see when you walk through the door, to the sides of it were the living room that led to the kitchen, then on the right side of the staircase was a bathroom and a the rest of the kitchen. After the kitchen was a Tv room and glass doors that led to a spacious backyard, with a pool, trampoline and swing-set. Then finally near the front door was a family room with a Christmas tree up, artsy paintings on the red wall, some statue, two couches and a glass table, Some knick-knacks on the shelves with some more pictures. Upstairs were the individual bedrooms. Sayhins was green and nerdy, Catherine's was dark pink-red and edgy, his second oldest brother's room was a shade of blue and full of awards and metals, and Yoosung's was semi-neat and had a yellow wall paper, then his parents room was basic.

He walked up the stairs, hesitantly one slow step at a time. For some odd reason, this whole place felt off and he just wanted to run out the door, back to his school and grab his sister so he wasn't alone. But when he opened his bed room door, it was something he would've never imagined, something would never want anyone else to see. He went back and touched the railing making sure not to fall, then slouching down on the floor. All he could do was stare, his eyes barley blinked, he couldn't move. He was stuck, his body completely turned off, just left him there... staring, unsure what to do next.

~Later on when it came to the time for the others to get home from school, the Dad picked his older brother Ray from his highschool, Also blonde hair, purple eyes like Yoosung's and their Mom. Followed by Catherine who also walks home from school, black hair and blue eyes like their dad. That left Sayhin with green eyes and blonde hair. Yoosung was two hours away at his college and also nearby to where his RFA group had their parties, In NYC.

Catherine and Ray got themselves situated at the door when the Dad came up the stairs.

Dad-"Hey Sayhin! You here? The Dad walked up to him smiled and patted his shoulder. "Hey... you ok?" Then he saw it too, he looked at him and tried helping him to say something, shaking and panicking. "Hey! Come on buddy.... it'll be ok!" But all the little boy did was keep his eyes wide and confused expression, he was in moral shock and couldn't get out, it was like he was passed out but still moving.

The Dad called down to them from the railing.

Dad-"Both of you stay downstairs, don't come up here! *his voice serious and roaring with panic*

"Ray! Call your brother now!"

"Catherine just stay down there!"

Catherine-Ok..? Her voice was uneasy, it was never uneasy. She was always full of challenge and power. She was the strong one and could care less about what other thought or said or did to her. She was edgy, pretty, talented and popular. Just now.. she was neither powerful nor happy. She was afraid, and she hated it. A lot.

Ray-"Is everything ok..?"

Dad-"Just call Yoosung right now!"

Ray-"Ah.. Alright.."Ray was a swimmer, basketball player and vollyball player. He's always beaming and positive. Never minds anyone, get's along with every personality pretty much, his grades were pretty good like Yoosung's back in highschool. He loved his family and close swim friends, and loves team work and his teamates. Pretty much overall a happy soul, but straight.

The Dad closed his youngest sons door, and carried him down the stairs into the family room.

"Catherine watch him! try to get him to talk please."

The Dad grabs his phone and dials 911 hesitantly.

Catherine-"Can you please tell me what's going on?"

Ray-He's not answering...

Dad-Hello..? Um... my wife committed suicide and my son isn't talking or moving...

Catherine-"W..what..? She looks up suddenly from Sayhin, she was holding his hand and asking if he was ok. Still not saying or doing anything.

Ray-He finally get's Yoosung on the phone and he picks up

Yoosung-"Hey Ray what's up is everything ok? You don't usually call me on Thursday's.."

Ray was going to speak but looks up at his dad and he starts crying uncontrollably, he never cried much. His voice shakey and heavy.

Ray-"Can you come home please...?"