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Lisa's POV

I got home at around 2 in the morning. Chaeyoung and I made sure that the men who attacked us are no longer there

Of course I accompanied her home. I wonder if her parents scolded her or something for getting home that late. I also wonder if she will tell her parents what happened. And if she will tell them, will they tell me to never be close to her again?

I checked my bedside clock and its just 6:30am. I slept for awhile but that's it. The ache all over my body is getting me, that it gives me these random thoughts. I'm just really thankful that its Sunday today. I will need to cover the rest of my wounds for tomorrow's classes. I rest my thoughts for a while and just closed my eyes until I heard soft knocks on my door

"Lisa, honey, are you awake?" I heard the soft voice of my mother

"Yes mom. Come in"

"Well thats a surprise. You're awake this early and on a Sunday to add up to that" she said laughing, while approaching me

I got up from bed causing her to have a full view of my body that is covered in wounds and bruise

"Oh my god Lisa, what happened to you?!" My mother ran to me with eyes of worry

I told her everything that had happened yesterday, and she listened attentively

"Should I bring you to the hospital? Tell me where it hurts. You make me worry too much Lisa"

"No mom, I'm fine. I can handle this. I just need to rest" I responded reassuring her

"Okay but please tell me if something is wrong and needs immediate care. Promise to tell me Lalisa"

"Alright mom, I promise" she seemed reassured by my response

"Do you wanna go down for breakfast?" She asked

"No. Let me stay for a while in bed. I'll get down when I get hungry" I responded and then she got of my room

This has been pretty normal event in our family. Me being attacked. Or mom. Or dad. I think its really natural with the line of work my father has that's why my mom always got bodyguards. My father offered me to have bodyguards too, but I don't like the idea of it, and besides I know how to fight and can very well defend myself that's why my father let it slide

I've been trained to fight since I was young. My father could've thought ahead that these events will happen that's why he trained me hard. At first, I really had it hard, I didn't understand why he had to make it so harsh. I had to go through all that harsh training, but now, I couldn't be more thankful for it

It's just such a shame that when I lost her, I was not strong enough. I could not do anything except to watch

I closed my eyes remembering that dreadful event. The reason why I will never take over my father. It's because of this exact line of work that I lost her

I couldn't protect her

It was my fault

I'm weak, I'm not strong enough

"You killed her! Its your fault!"

I'm sorry

"Why did she have to love you?! It's because of you that she got into that mess!"

I'm sorry

"Why Lisa? Why didn't you save her?"

I'm sorry

"How come you're alive and she's not?"

I'm sorry

All these thoughts running into my mind with a tear that is planning to escape my eyes

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