Savage Heart

One

Mother and son looked at him intently before he jerked Taehyung into his arms.

"It means we are rich!"

His wife laughed, tears falling down her eyes.

"We are rich! Rich!" Mr Kim kept shouting peppering kisses on their faces to which Taehyung found disgusting. He couldn't understand why his parents where so happy. They weren't even this happy when they told him he was going to have another sibling.

They told him not to tell another soul about it but for a small town like theirs, rumors spread quickly like wild fire reaching the ears of the illustrious Park family, one of the founders of Big hit town and one of the most powerful and wealthy families in the country.

The news had spread because the Kims needed help in digging out the gold. The miner had quickly informed Park Han soo who instantly became worried. He couldn't live with the fact that nobodies like the Kims who couldn't even afford to send their only son to school would become richer than his family just because they found gold at their back yard. Ultimate conclusion was that he needed that land.

Jeong Hana his wife from his second remarriage noticed his foul mood one night and asked him about it. He told her and she just crossed her arms and stared at him.

"You are Park Han soo, whatever you desire, you get. I can't believe you are sitting here worrying about such a simple issue"

He looked at her. "What do you suggest?"

She grinned "Offer them a huge amount of money to buy off their land but if they insist on not selling then we take matters into our hands and after all is done, we fake some documents and claim ownership of the land"

A big smile spread across her husband's face.

"Now, I remember why I married you!" he said cheekily.

Taehyung was in his room when he heard arguments downstairs. He wasn't supposed to come down until he was finished with his math work but he still tiptoed and hid behind the passage way door to see what was going on.

"We aren't selling you our land for all the money in the world!" his father was yelling at a huge man dressed in expensive clothes and wearing a strange smile on his lips.

"Listen to me Mr Kim, if you don't sell, you are not going to do yourself any good. This is a good deal, take it!" The man said.

His father frowned. "Are you threatening me?"

"It's not a threat, it's only a warning. I always get whatever I want and this land, I must have it!"

Mr Kim scoffed "You are one greedy man. You want to take away the blessings we just received and make yourself richer."

He shook his head firmly. "That isn't going to happen. This is my land, my birthrate and you won't take it away from me"

The man smiled cockily and turned to his mother.

"You better advise your husband. He's digging his own grave!"

She rolled her eyes "We aren't scared of you. We aren't selling you our land"

The man smiled smugly. "Then prepare yourselves for what comes next" he said and walked out leaving the smell of his perfume lingering around the air for long.

They both heaved deeply and his mother saw him behind the door.

"Tae! Tae! What are you doing here?" She said softly as she spread open her arms for him to come to her. He ran and hugged her tightly. He could feel her fear as he held her tight, her hands running through his soft hair.

"Yeobo, what are we going to do? I'm scared. Park Han Soo is an evil man. He's very dangerous" she whispered.

His father kissed his mother's head. "Nothing's going to happen. I think we should leave here for a while until after the mining is completed"

His mother nodded in agreement.

That night, his parents came to his room waking him up from sleep. When he looked at their faces, he could see how worried they were. His mother held him tight while his father patted his back.

"Eomma, Appa, what's wrong? What's with your faces?"

His mother smiled sadly at him. " Tae, do you know you are different and very special?"

He nodded slowly and she continued "And because you're different, people will expect you to be weak, They will try to bring you down, humiliate you but you should never even let them. You should be strong and never back down"

She looked at her husband and they shared mutual looks before turning back to him. His father began to speak.

"A lot has been going on lately and we fear something bad might happen soon... "

"What..."

His father spread his palm and put a small key there.

"In case something happens to us, a man will come for you in two days at the bus station. He will give you a box and you will use this key to open that box...The contents inside must be kept with the utmost care. It's our only gift to you"

He stared at his parents "I don't understand"

His father wore the key over his neck and kissed the top of his head. "One day, you'll understand..."

His mother hugged him peppering his head with kisses.

"We love you so much!" she whispered.

Three days after that burst of emotion, his parents where murdered, killed in the middle of their living room by hired assassins sent by the Parks.

In the midst of his sorrow, he remembered what his parents had told him and ran out of that house the following morning leaving his parents corpses behind. He was filled with confusion and anger. He didn't know how long he walked until he collapsed in the middle of the road.

A few seconds later, his eyes slightly opened and he saw a small face with a small button nose and pouty red lips staring at him with eyes full of wonderment and something resembling pity. He looked back for only a few seconds before he closed his eyes and saw nothing. Nothing but darkness.

To be continued