Seven Months... (1/2)

<b style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Seven months... I am seven months pregnant today. The pain in my back seems to be getting worse everyday. There is no end to it. I don’t know how much longer I am going to be able to handle this, the pain. It hurts.

Aunt Giyeon has been working late this past week, and hasn’t been able to help me as much. Woohyun has been driving me back and forth to school for a week now. Nana and Myungsoo are in the “honeymoon” stage of their relationship, and it gets annoying sometimes. I think the pain is causing me to get irritated more easily. There’s no escaping it. I freaking hate Lee Chanji. Why did he do this to me?

Giyeon has already left for work, which leaves me to find breakfast for myself. It’s not that I am not capable of doing it on my own. It’s just... the pain. I want to scream for help, but no one is here. I need someone... I need my mom. My mom was always there when I was in pain. Chanji made this happen and made my parents kick me out. All because of him my life has changed. I can never go back to the way things used to be. There’s nothing to eat in this house... my baby needs nutrients... I suppose I will have Woohyun stop at the store.

I go back upstairs to get ready for school. I don’t understand... these clothes fit perfect last week. Oh gosh, someone help me. What else can go wrong this morning. First, aunt Giyeon hasn’t bought groceries in a week, second, my clothes feel tighter, third... what else? After a few moments, there’s a knock at the door. It must be Woohyun.

I go downstairs to answer the door. There he is... smiling at me, as always, but... is his smile fading? What could be wrong? I look down at myself to see if I look alright. It can’t be me...

“Are you ok?” Woohyun asks me worriedly.

“Yeah, fine.” I say in a harsh tone, not meaning to sound mean but I just can’t feel happy right now.

“Are you sure? You’re very pale today.” He points out. “Maybe you should stay home today and get some rest.”

I start to cry, “It doesn’t matter. No matter how hard I try, I can’t rest. Everything hurts, Woohyun. Everything.” I say in between breaths and sniffles.

Woohyun tilts his head sideways and crosses his arms,“See, I knew something was wrong.” he says shaking his head. “Why didn’t you call me and tell me you were in so much pain?”

“I didn’t think anything about it...”

He rolls his eyes, “Here.” He says handing me my jacket. “ Put it on. We’re going to the hospital.”

“What? The hospital, but... my water hasn’t broken or anything.”

“It doesn’t matter. We’re going to see what we can do about this pain.”

“I can’t take pills, Woohyun.” I point out.

“I know, but maybe there’s something we can do.”

“Yeah, I can have this baby, but that isn’t happening anytime soon.” I say sarcastically, but not looking funny. The pain in my back is killing me.

Woohyun looks at me sincerely as tears build up more into my puffy eyes.

“Let’s stay home today, ok?” He wipes the tear falling down my cheek, and I nod.

“Wait. Are you staying here with me?” I ask innocently.

“Of course I am. You need someone here to take care of you. I’m not going to let you get up out of bed today. You’re going to lie down and rest. I’ll go make you something for breakfast.” He smiles at me.

“There’s no food.” I tell him.

His smile falters, “What? No food! You need food though! Hasn’t Giyeon went grocery shopping?” I shake my head in reply.

“Well, I will go get some groceries then. Go up to bed and rest. I’ll be back.” I nod and head up to bed.

What’s with him? He is always so caring of me, but... he wouldn't like me... I... I’m … pregnant. I feel so ugly... What would he see in me?

I go up to my bedroom to lie down, and wait for Woohyun to return.

After about a half an hour, I hear the door open.

“Woohyun? Is that you?” I yell.

“Yeah, it’s me. I bought stuff for pancakes. I hope you like them.” He yelled back up to me.

I smiled, “ I like them, alot! Thank you, but Woohyun?”

“Yes, Jisu?”

“Could you bring me a glass of water?”

“Uh, sure. I’ll be up there in a minute.” He said and I could hear him shuffling through the cabinets.

“The cups are in the cabinet by the fridge!” I yell down stairs.

I hear him open another cabinet.

“Oh, ok. Found them!” He yelled back up.

I laughed. It was the first time I had laughed since the beginning of last week. It felt nice.

After a few minutes, Woohyun brought me up a glass of water.

“Thank you.” I smile at him, and take the glass from his hands.

“Anything for you, Jisu.” This time he smiled, but not with his mouth... just his eyes.

I take a sip of my water to cover my rosey red, blush-y cheeks.

Woohyun smiles at me once again, but this time showing teeth. Every time he smiles, I can’t help but smile also.

“Woohyun?” I call to him.

“Hm?” He hums raising his eyebrows.

“Why do you care about me so much?” I ask curiously.

Woohyun ponders on this for a moment.

“Well, I have come to like you... just a bit, Oh Jisu.” He says winking at me and exiting the room, leaving me at a loss for words.

Did he just tell me he liked me? Am I dreaming? … What just happened?

As I lay there thinking, I end up falling asleep. As I am sleeping I have a dream... the most wonderful dream that I could have right now. The dream involves...

“Jisu?” Woohyun says knocking on the door.

I blink my eyes open, and forget everything I had just dreamt.

“Jisu, are you sleeping?” He asks again as he knocks on the door lightly.

“Not anymore.” I say as I chuckle a little.

“May I come in?”