Dear Aunt Lia,
I told you didn't I?
I knew something bad would happen.
I walked into the house after school. School had sucked that day and I was in a really bad mood.
"Get ready Hee Young, we're going to the doctor" unnie said.
"What doctor?"
"A counselor" Hwa Young unnie replied.
"Why are we going to a counselor?" I asked.
"Because I think you need it Hee Young. You're going through so much alone, I feel she'll be able to help you she's really sweet, you'll like her" Unnie said.
"But I don't need a counselor to talk about what I'm going through"
"But she's a professional" my sister said.
"I don't need her"
"Hee Young don't argue with me. I'm just worried about you" Hwa Young unnie replied.
"Don't pretend you care about me." I snapped.
"What is that supposed to mean? Of course I care about you!"
"If you did then you wouldn't have left me for six years! You would've kept me with you!" I yelled.
"Don't you understand what Mom and I were going through?!"
"The only thing I know that my sister and mother left me for six whole years and didn't even look back! Heck I didn't even see my mother when she lay in her fucking death bed--" I never completed.
"KIM HEE YOUNG!" Hwa Young yelled as she slapped me.
The stinging pain spread inside me. The slap in the cheek was nothing compared to my heartache.
I cried.
"I HATE YOU!"
I ran upstairs as I locked myself in my room. I cried till I couldn't breathe.
I wanted to come to you Aunt Lia.
I wanted to be with you because there is no one in this world that understood me.
No one ever cared about how I felt. No one ever asked me about what I went through.
No one ever asked me if I was okay.
I didn't want to talk about myself with a stranger. A stupid doctor.
I would've easily told my sister if she wanted to know.
My sister.
Not a stranger.
And in the middle of it all, I did see Yoongi, listening to our argument from the living room.
Our eyes locked and I couldn't comprehend his emotions at that point of time.
Right now as I write this letter, I'm thinking about all the emotions that I felt in just one moment.
It's scary.
It's scary how they can control me.
~yours truly,
Hee Young
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I'm Fine. •m.yg•
Fanfiction"Tell me Hee Young. Tell me what's wrong" he said. "I'm fine" I told him. "Quit lying. To me and to yourself" I looked at him straight in his eyes and in that moment I knew he wanted to know. That he cared.
