For the first time in a while.
I dream.
I dream of my little puppy, I don't remember what breed it is now.
He has black fur and a brown one around his eyes.
The first time I had seen him, he was under the rain, barely even surviving, just managing to move around, cuddling under the darkness and heat of our car.
I was seven then.
With more emotions and ability to feel and I had not really understood why anyone would see such a thing and not carry it.
When I did so, my caretakers were very worried they would lose their job but they never said it to my face because I always threw a mean tantrum when I didn't get what I want and let me be with it.
I bathed him in my bathtub and fed him my food.
He was a rough and always snappy little thing, and though he acted mean towards me, he would always run to me when someone else he didn't know came into my room, practically growling and alert but hid behind me anyway.
At that time, Mother was away and Noona was still the same, though at that time, she was very reluctant to watch over me and did not like me very much but neither did I like her.
I managed to keep him under me, with no one's notice before she saw him one day and said she would tell.
I said I would release him on her if she did which managed to keep her quiet because she was just a year older than I was and still a child before we both agreed to keep him, though that convincing took quite a while (I told her I would make him eat all her shoes if she dared me)
We named him 'It' because he was really ugly and we weren't good at names either.
Oppa also liked him too and we all were okay.
Even the caretakers.
Then Father came with Mother and all hell was let loose.
"What is such an ugly mutt doing here?!"
That day...
Had been hell.
All the caretakers were fired, Noona and Oppa were both punished while I was spoken my ear off about bringing such a thing into the house.
After I had managed to leave his study, I went to my room and realized that he was gone.
Noona says he had escaped but I knew better.
That was the last time I ever had something of mine.
The dream keeps me up, and I can't sleep.
I spend the rest of the day in Kim Geon Woo's room who for some reason is a deep sleeper and stare at him.
I keep wondering what exactly he would do.
Would he run away as they say It did?
Would he eventually be taken away from me?
Or Would he stay and forgive me for putting him through all of this?
At about eight am in the morning, I am at the kitchen drinking coffee and staring at my phone before I hear him shout "Eul!"
I don't stop to answer or look at him when he comes inside the kitchen, still sipping my tea as he says "Where is my cigarette pack?"
"I threw it away"
"You what?!" He shouts "What the fuck were you doing in my room?"
"You do not want to know" I say as I keep staring at my phone "Geon Woo, did you know that it is quite a feat for a man to cum more than three times in a row? You cummed six times last night. I can't keep wondering how it would many we can actually go in the next week's we'd be together"
"Hey!"
He is in front of me, grabbing my shirt collar so I can look in his eyes "You must think you're all fucking high and mighty because you have a lot of money but you're crazy as fuck if you think I'd let you go through my stuff. Don't you have some sense of decency or how privacy works?!"
I stare "I don't"
"What?"
"As a child, I was let to do whatever I want and however I wanted it" I say "So i don't know what I shouldn't touch or not touch"
He stares at me, an unbelievable expression on his face as he curses and leaves me, holding unto the sink as I stare at the mug that had fallen on the floor when he had grabbed me "I suppose I wasn't supposed to touch the mug either. I would pay..."
"It's not everything you bring money up in" He cuts in, turning to me "It is not everything money can fix. I know you're a spoilt brat but keep yourself in check will you?"
"Then help me" I say.
"What?"
"Tell me the things I can say or can't" I say "Money is all I know and how I grew up. I know no other way"
"Ah shit" He looks away again "What have I gotten myself into?"
"Oh and I made breakfast"
"So you can't behave like a normal average human but you go ahead and make breakfast?"
I blink "I can do things like an average person. I am a good cook and I clean well. I just don't know how to react to certain things that's all"
He looks at me, his black hair dangling over his face as he says "You have had your breakfast right?"
"No. I waited for you"
"Well have it" He says, now standing straight "I'm taking over to your place right this instant, okay?"
"Okay"
He stares at me for a while, perhaps thinking I would refute his words before walking out of the kitchen.
*
The drive to my house is silent and I don't even try saying anything before he parks at the side.
Before I leave, I say "I dropped some ointments for the bruises on your neck and hands, please use them"
He doesn't reply.
As I come out of the car and watch him drive away, Zephyr comes to me "Good morning Madam"
"When?"
"I doubt he did. His room light was off but the living rooms light was still on all through the night" He says.
I sigh there "Thank you. You may rest, take a break or something"
He bows "Thank you"
When I walk inside the house and shut the door, I hear someone run down the stairs and see him "Eul Yi Song"
I wave "Hello"
He lets out a relieved sigh, holding his head and touching his chest "You have no idea how worried I was"
"I thought Noona told you where I was"
"She did but..." He shakes his head "I'm just glad that you're home"
Once upon a time.
I liked people worrying about me.
Once upon a time.
I liked making people scare so that they would fuss over me.
Now, I didn't.
"I'm twenty four now" I say "I can take care of myself"
"I know, Eul Song, it's just..."
"I'd return the hood to you immediately I'm done dry cleaning it" I say "And I know that being in this house alone is very depressing so I'd be here for as long as I can. Now, I'd rather you go shower and sleep. You deserve it"
He stares at me for a while, then just nods, saying nothing as I walk past him.
"Eul Yi Song"
I turn.
"I'm glad you're safe"
"Thank you"
Then go to my room.