Take Me (1/1)

"What is a good girl doing in a bad place like this?" If tears doesn't define sincerity then I don't know what does.What if I told you I weep at night before I sleep, grabbing onto the shirt that was left unwashed for months because his smell still stains not only his clothes but my life. I could feel him lingering around the house with his reading spectacles, one hand with a mug of black coffee and another holding onto a rolled newspaper. He used to pop into my room once in a while, to check on how far am I through my assignments. Everything used to be perfect when he was here but it didnt last.After putting on that black dress and facing every one of the relatives, things changed completely. I tried to stay strong for mum, yes i lost my dad but mum lost the love of her life. I did more housework than usual just so she could have enough rest and have her time to recover. In fact, this is what dad would have wanted anyways, me to take care of mum just like how he did. He was good at the things he do, he knows how to make mum feels better when she is stressed about work, he knows how to make the right taste of hot mocha that I have always liked for late night studies, he knows so much so well. How can both me and my mum not feel the lost?Unfortunately for me, things went downwards from then on. Mum have changed a lot, she indulge herself in materialistic items, wearing something that reveals more part of her skin. She wore extra high heels that elongates her body, flaunting her body curves. She is a beautiful woman, a mother, who made a drastic change of decision. She got into drugs, would bring guys home and stay occupied in the master bedroom with them for hours. I wanted to believe that this is her way to forget about dad. However, the more I think about it, the more ridiculous the reason became. If my mum had loved dad, she would have respected him at the least. He would never do such things to her if she was the one who died. I am not saying it's wrong for her to find someone new to fill up the empty spaces in her heart, I'm saying how wrong it is that it is hardly someone, it's always a different guy every two or three months. If that wasn't enough, I had to quit school too because the bills were overflowing and if we didn't pay rent, we wouldnt have a place to live in. The house was special to me, this is the house I grew up in, with vivid memories of dad around the house. I took the responsibility of being breadwinner of the family at the age of 19. I guess I am big enough to support the household. I'm glad I'm the only child, so there's only me suffering and there's one less soul to think about. Today is friday and as usual, I'm home late from work. Mum wasn't home which was a little too weird. It's not like she is always early, however, she would inform me if she is either late or not coming home. So, not seeing her here at home just makes me feel uncomfortable and I know I won't be able to sleep if she's not around. I went to the kitchen and took out some ramen for me to eat and just in case my mum came home feeling famished. I was about to boil the water when suddenly my phone rang. I checked the caller id and it was actually Sojin that was working at the club where my mum loves to go to."hello? Sojin?" I asnwered."Juhyeon-ah..... your mum was taken away by someone. she was here at the club with her boyfriend but but.. Juhyeon I couldn't stop them...""Sojin.....""They were too scary, I didn't want to get involved. I have a family t-" her voice was shaky, it made me even more scared."SOJIN!!" I shouted at her, to make her stop."y-y-yeah" she started crying."where are they taking my mum?" I asked, trying to remain calm."they looked like they were from the underground area... the black society people..." she said softly, almost a murmur.At the mention of that society, it's not a foreign name. It's the name of the society that all the other owners of the different clubs would be shaken to get involved with. They are ruthless, they own the busy area of the district, they are that rich. Their wealth is equal to their level of impatience and ferocity, it is beyond words of how violent they can be. I wore my jacket and went straight to the place where it was said that the Black Society people always hangs out at. I had to do something for my mum, I can't just leave her, my dad wouldn't forgive me. I wouldn't want to live alone in this world, it was enough losing my dad, I can't afford to lose my mum and go through another round of funeral.I took the taxi however, the taxi refuses to stop me near the Black Society area. I had to walk on my own for five minutes just to arrive at the place. It was a loud event, there was loud music, people shouting and the sound of people gambling. Then there was a few clanks of beer glasses, laughters. I walked into the place, I had to be brave for my mum, I saw a few eyes looked at me, staring at me from top to bottom. I just walked and scanned the area for my mum. I was expecting her to be tied to a chair and crying but at the moment when I saw her, she was sitting on top of the lap of a man, someone of her age. She was smiling, laughing and intimate with him in front of everyone at the same table as them. I was disgusted. I can't believe this is happening to my mum. I just want her off that man. I quicken my pace towards my mum, I couldn't be bothered by whoever that was around me, staring at me, getting ready to pounce at me. I just want my mum away from that man. I nearly caught up with her when suddely somone pulled me to his side. "what are you trying to do?!" he asked, I didn't look at his face, i was at his shoulder length and I didn't bother to look up, my mind was too set on one thing.He held me tightly, there was no sign of him letting me go. "let go of me" I said, staring up at him, at last. I was piercing into his eyes, he could tell I was furious. His jaw was tense and he tighten his grasp."what's happening here?" I heard a shout from my left side. I turned to look at who was shouting, and I saw a guy holding onto a gun, still pointed downwards. He was looking at me, his eyes furious. At that moment, I realised what I was doing, I suddenly felt scared and I couldn't move. My knees were weak and I wanted to scream and shout for help. I turned back to the guy who was holding me. He looked at me straight in the eyes and frowned. I could feel tears at the brim of my eyes. We both seemes confused for a while but he quickly went closer to me and started kissing me, passionately. This is the first time I saw him, I was scared and he hold me tight. I was weak on my knees, my confidence were all gone but his shoulders were broad and it covered me from the guy at the left as he move to the other side slowly. I was confused, crying and feeling inexperienced, my cheeks were burning from exhaustion but he slowly placed his hands on my cheeks. I felt my hands tremble and the corner of his shirt allowed me to feel calmer as I held it with my fingers. I felt my lips and tongue quivered as it travels on his but his was soft, it guides me so I won't get lost in his. However, I was already lost, I lost my first kiss to a stranger. When we finally parted, I looked at him through my widened eyes. He took my right hand and placed it on his, he pulled me to a quiet place, away from the loud music and the clanks of beer glasses. We went deeper into the quiet area and what was loud before is now silent. Then, he stopped in his track, turned around and looked at me."What are you doing here?" he asked."Do you know me?" i asked."well, I know your mum. she's dating my uncle." he said calmly, almost laughing at the thought."yeah that's why i'm here. I need to get my mum" i said, feeling a little nervous. At the though of my mum being there and I have to get her out and the thought of the kiss from him earlier."do you even have any idea what you almost got yourself into? you could have gotten killed" He raised his voice."What do you want me to do. Thank you for saving me but my mum is still in there. what's going to heppen to her? I can't just leave her there" I asked, frowning and holding my cheeks together."In case you didn't hear, I said, she is dating my uncle and he is the first assistant to my grandfather, the chief of black society. so you dont have to worry about her. She will be the safest person there" he smiled."I dont think dating someone that big, is called safe." I shook my head. I can't  belive my mum got herself into this. How can she be so stupid to get involved with someone that dangerous. What if they broke up, would he go after her? My mum is hardly someone that could be with only one man. "I think what you tried to do today was stupid. go home" his voice tone was different, it was more firm and serious. He just left after that, leaving me in the silence and figuring out my own way out of the area. I decided to go back home and have my rest at the sofa until my mum set foot in the house. He said my mum was going to be safe and it's not like I could do anything about it if I wanted my mum out of that place. When I reached home, all i could think of was food, the ramen, to fill up my stomach that has butterflies in it. I could still remember the kiss from him, he was so passionate and I was so inexperienced. i felt warmth and comfort from the kiss, as if he knew I was struggling and wanted to help me as much as he can. It was the same comfort and warmth like the cup of mocha my dad does for me. Is it wrong to say that I longed for that kiss again?