Author's Pov :
"My father…?" Sehun asked, his voice low but sharp. "How? Then what about the man…?"
Grandma shook her head, trying to wipe her tears and speak clearly. "T-They were not y-your real parents"
Sehun's heart clenched even more. "Both of them?"
Grandma nodded shakily, her body shaking as more tears flowed over her cheeks.
"What happened to them?" He asked still not giving anyone time to interrupt him.
Grandma heart shooked, as she clenched her eyes shut. "T-They killed t-them. T-Those bastards k-killed them!" She exclaimed, with uncontrolled bitterness. "J-Just for m-money. I c-couldn't save t-them f-from those monsters!" Her eyes turned red with grief and guilt. "I-I am S-Sorry"
Sehun didn't move, nor did he speak another word, only the silence followed with a slight hiccuping of Grandma who was looking down with guilt and sadness.
Suho, Kyungsoo and Jongin who look like they were about to spring over in action felt cold wind passed by them as they didn't get any reaction from Sehun.
Sehun, who knew everyone were just ready to jump over him at any second let out a shaky sigh internally but in present he couldn't help but clench his hands over the shoe box.
'Father' the one word which was like a bolt of lighting that fell over him. Sehun had a father too, but he was a different man with a different name, basically he wants to say is, he was not this man that Grandma claims to be his real father.
All his life, he has always known one man as his father, who has always been by Sehun's side like some darkness ready to swallow him.
Sehun remembers his so called father who would always watch as his own wife beat the shit out of him. The father who would give everyone a chance to bully him freely. The father who would let his cruel words out loud that he made sure little Sehun could hear them. The father who called him a disgrace, the father who called him a nuisance, the father who treated him like he was dirt, the father who had treated him like a punching bag. Yes, this was the version of father he has met who has not only beat him, not only insulted him but he was also someone who actually tried to kill him. Not just once but as many as times Sehun could remember. He has so many images of his so called father in his mind that sometimes Sehun he wished he didn't have a father at all.
Sehun stares at the woman beside the man. The woman who suddenly turns out to be his real mother. This was not the woman that claimed to be his mom for he doesn't know how long. The version of his so called 'mother' he met turns out she was never his mother in first place. His so called mother who hated him more than anything else. His mother who let him bleed out to die. His mother who was so heartless to leave him alone in the dark for days and nights not even a bit concerned for his well being. His mother who would tie him up and torture him like some experiment material. His so called mother who often told him how much she hates him, how much she wanted him gone, how much she wanted me to just disappear. His so called mother who won't let him breathe, it was so suffocating that he he wished why was he not an Orphan instead.
Parents, someone who Sehun was never lucky with, who made him beg to never have any. The years spend with them were like hell. Sometimes, he would even think of himself as an animal caged and punished. All those times, he has only asked himself one question. What was his fault? Sure, he was weak, timid and small but atleast he was someone who respected, loved and cared for everyone. He knew his parents hated him for what he was but today he also got to know that he was hated for being Who he was.
Wasn't this pretty much Ironic. Suddenly the people who he tried his best to pleased, tried to be a better version of himself for them turned out were never his parents, never his flesh nor blood. This was the best reality check Sehun has ever got.
Imposters, who hid them too well under a veil but because of his own weakness those imposters actually dared to fake themselves openly and what were the consequences? They broked him. Not only physically but mentally.
Pathetic, Unfortunate, Pitiful.
They must be laughing at him from behind. Pointing at him from all directions of how naive and stupid he was. How easily they fooled him, how easily he was controlled and how easily they left him damaged and useless. He was a trump card for them who they played, trashed, tricked, and risked for absolute fun and entertainment.
Worthless, Scum.
He was nothing but a piece of meat for them to pounce over. Nothing but a gold mine they want to hide forever. He was worth more than he could imagine but these people treated him like dirt under their shoes.
Now, after managing to save himself from those people, after thinking that finally he was able to change his own fate here he was told that fate was just playing him untill it was satisfied before dropping another bomb. All of a sudden he was told that what he had gone through was just a test which fate decided for him from the start. Like, it didn't matter if he was happy, sad or angry but like everyone where screaming at him to accept, smile and give in. It doesn't matter what he feels, it only matter if he was giving up so soon or moving on to face more.
Life? No it's total Disaster. A Disaster where no one has any say. Just accept whatever is thrown at you. The only thing you can do it fight back but should he? Should he fight back for something which has already passed?
Sehun's heart wavered, closing his eyes he could feel the shudders through his body. The waves of fear, sadness, bitterness all embracing him from all sides. He shivered as his mind start to wirl with thoughts, words, images but most importantly the voice which was tearing his walls apart trying to break out and invade him completely. Sehun find his knuckles turning white as he felt his inner demon surfacing.
No please.
Don't.
Go away.
Leave me alone.
He could feel all the eyes over him, observing him, watching over him, getting closer. He could feel their own breathes mingle with him but those wouldn't even compare to how hard his own breathing was rising. The coldness was starting to seep through his clothes as if it was trying to aware him that no warmth can save him.
His lips started to turned paler as he bit them so hard that he could taste blood. Gulping and swallowing felt like he was trying to bury the wieght he was holding. All of a sudden all the colours seem to lose their charm. Grey and black walls was starting to enclose around him, laughing at him, mocking him, angry at him for even thinking about escaping.
He heard a hollow voice of laughing but more like screeching, and screaming like someone was trying to destroy his eardrums.
He could only froze, letting the shoe box to fall over the ground spilling the contents from it on the carpeted floor. The loud voice was like a loud ding of bell snapping him back all of a sudden. He felt light weight, his hands itched while his whole nody started to shake.
For a second he felt like he couldn't breathe. He felt so so drained like someone was sucking his soul. The air around him felt like smoke, filling up his lungs with poison. His eyes started to sting so bad that he wants to rub them and make the burn go away.
He felt every window, every door, every route disappearing. He felt the darkness was moving closer, faster, catching up to him like it was chasing him.
He was so sure, he was going to get caught, so sure the darkness was gonna swallow him, so sure that he was going to bleed, so sure he was about to scream, cry and hide again, so sure he was about to fall in the pit down down down, so sure his walls would break apart, so sure his heart was going to shatter, so so sure that the voice was going to break in and haunt him again, pull him along with it.
Untill, another voice which he was so familiar spoke, Untill the warmth of a familiar someone embraced him, untill a sudden ray of light flashed in front of him.
The mist before Sehun's eyes flashed a thin line of light, so bright that it started to burn his eyes.
What was he doing? Giving in again? After standing up again why was he so easily falling apart? He shudderd at the thought of ever bowing to them again. Darkness and the voice which was feeding over him for years and after telling himself that he was standing up for himself again why was he letting himself become the prey again.
In front of Sehun flashed a shadow, it was not dark but not bright either but like smoke with no soul. It stared at Sehun while he stared back.
The figure suddenly took a shape, it was small in a shape of a boy, then it changed again taking a shape of a boy but a grown one, before he could blink it changed again into a fine man, but this time the figure didn't change again it stayed before the ray of light flashed over it. Slowly, the figure started to fill with colour. Sehun gasped as the smoky figure was turning alive like a person but not completely. It was not alive but just an empty shell. It was him, smiling then all of a sudden tears fell from his eyes, like he was crying then suddenly it opened his lips as words flew out of his mouth in form of smoke.
The words took time to arrange themselves and when they finally were cleared Sehun couldn't help but gasp, his eyes growing wide as he stared at the crying figure, the figure who was him.
'Save Me'
Sehun didn't know what happened next but in a flash the figure ran towards him, colding straight to his body but another thing surprised him was that he didn't feel the pain as the figure ran straight through him. Sehun shut his eyes again, his ears rang with voices but one voice was so soft yet so loud.
"You don't have to fight for anyone. Fight for yourself. Fight for that little Sehun who lost his childhood, his innocence, his happiness. Fight for that Sehun who have grown up to accept his past, to accept his broken heart, to accept his shattered soul but most importantly Fight for that Sehun who under everything is still alive up to this day. Who is still fighting with all those demons yet never gave up once. Not in past and not ever"
A single tear slid down Suho's face as he pulled Sehun in his embrace caging him securely into his arms, holding him protectively within his own body. He whispered the words so softly, so determinedly that it felt like he was the one battling instead. Suho already knew his words won't be that much affective but doing something was better than nothing.
Sehun's vision got slowly cleared as he find himself surrounded by warmth. He shivered with all the tingles he was feeling all over his skin. His fist clenched tighter while his whole form thrived with energy.
Sehun doesn't know what to say but he felt relieved. He could feel the dampness over his shoulder and while he tried to relax his beating heart he felt the other body trembling. Suho was still not aware about Sehun's thoughts pulled him closer mumbling softly as if he was dreading to lose him. Before Sehun could even move, there was something else which caught his eyes. A small fluff ball licking the back of his hand. Sehun's eyes softened as he heard low whimpers from Vivi while the soft soothing voice of Suho still rang through his ears. Sehun felt his spirit brighten as he let himself bask in the warmth and care. For once he was letting himself submit to his desires which he thought he has burried them a long ago. For once he was going to let his heart score again.
Kyungsoo who was watching from a few feet away smiled softly, his features glowed brighter as he watch Sehun finally letting go of his fears, his insecurities and his burdens. He didn't know how long he was just observing but when a certain someone wiped his tears away that's when he snapped out of his thoughts. Kyungsoo's legs weakened as two chocolate pools of eyes stare down at him. The lines of concern were completely visible over his features.
Kyungsoo's heart skipped a beat as Jongin wiped away all the remaining tears over his face. He watched as Jongin didn't even hesitate to show his worried and caring side openly.
"When you are about to cry just inform me ahead of time" Jongin mumbled glancing at the duo who was still hugging each other.
Kyungsoo who heard his words bit his lips and tried to sound annoyed. "Why should I inform you? Why do you even care?"
Jongin's lips twitched before his expression turned serious. "So that when you cry I'm there to hold you and wipe them for you" Kyungsoo shuddered while Jongin who noticed the effect of his words smirked before continuing. "I care because I like you"
Kyungsoo's eyes widened as his mouth felt agape.
"That's my answer. I want you Doh Kyungsoo. Be Mine"
Jongin shrugged grinning widely as he watch Kyungsoo's whole face flushing bright red and before he could even blink he felt a light pinch over his waist making him yelp.
Sehun and Suho broke out from the embraces swiftly turning towards a flushed Kyungoo and wailing Jongin. Kyungsoo looked away embarrasingly waving towards Grandma who was even surprised by the sudden shout.
Sehun slowly looked towards Suho, who was already staring at him. Sehun hesitated before brushing away the stray tears over Suho's face. The older's eyes were red and nose runny. His shoulders were tensed while his shivering was slightly dissipating.
Sehun's heart clenched as he felt the older losen his hold. As if all the worries went out of the window and the only thing left was how to hold on longer. Not caring about anything else Sehun tightened his hold looking deep into Suho's eyes whose heart stopped when he felt the others arms tightly squeezing over his shoulders as if not having any mood to separate.
Suho was startled as he was sure he was hallucinating, while Sehun felt himself getting bolder all of a sudden.
Everyone gasped as they saw the scene unfold in front of them.
Suho who still had conflicting emotions in his eyes felt himself go numb as soft lips brushed over his. His frozen self turned into a mush as Sehun's soft lips locked with him. Before he could even react or respond back, Sehun pulled away breathing shortly before completely moving away from him.
Sehun surprisingly clasped their hands together before giving them a gentle squeeze. His eyes twinkled a bit before they shift towards his Grandma who was still sitting and observing everything with an open mouth and wide eyes.
She snapped back when Sehun's voice rang in her ears. Sehun look so well, that one couldn't even tell if he was actually alright or just trying to be strong. His eyes were sharp while his voice didn't even have a hint of tremor in it.
"Tell me everything Ma"
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Thoughts over this chapter? 🤔
I really felt sad while writing this chapter. Those who really experience this emotions, this incidents in real life I'm so proud of you. I admire you all. Be strong and fight for yourself guys. You'll are the best ❤
So another news is, we are so close to end. Don't have any idea how many chapters further but I think I won't drag it for too long. 💘
Also, there is another book I have kept on hiatus. I'm gonna continue it after completing this one. So please look forward to it as well. 😊
Thankyou once again for all the love and reading my fic. Love you. I'm relaly grateful 😘