Remember Me As a Time of Day
A Hazy Shade of WinterDisclaimer: The character, Eunhyuk or "Hyukkie", is not mine, unless he marry me in which case I'll be very glad to do so. The plot, narration and the remaining characters, however, are mine. The chapter title came from Explosions In The Sky's song Remember Me As A Time Of Day.
My last visit was on a cold winter afternoon. As always, the House’s greeter gave me the key to Sarah’s room as soon as my money reached the desk. I was a regular, after all. The long walk to the room had a feel of impending doom in it – like the walls were reeking an air of finality. The heavy oak-door was lock, which in my opinion was overkill since the occupant was chained in bed. The colourful draperies, glittered banners and softly-dimmed light concealed the fact that the room was, in all consideration, a prison. A very fancy prison for an enchanting prisoner.
Eunhyuk said that his parents were sending him away to study abroad. He talked about not wanting to go, that he wanted to stay because going far away would mean no more visits to his ‘Butterfly’. That nothing pained him more than going away, leaving me.
I’ve always wanted to go, to get as far as that place as possible. But the Butterfly’s presence was enough to compensate all the hatred that I felt towards the House. I made it a point to visit her as often as I could, but I could only do that as a paying customer. It was fortunate that the ladies in the House didn’t know me and that mother rarely check the goings-on in my life. All she cared was her House, the ladies and the customers.
His retreating back was the most painful thing I have seen and coming from someone who experienced the House’s inspection, that was saying was something. I never allowed myself to cry, but that moment broke all my boundaries. The impact of the heavy door as it close was like a flip of switch --I spilled seventeen years worth of tears.
From where Eunhyuk usually sit, beneath all the disgustingly colourful draperies, was a foreign object not quite out-of-place in the grand style of my room. It was a gold Butterfly locket and written in careful, rich, flourish were the words ‘I love you not for what you are but for what I am when I'm with you.’
I stared at it for a long time, trying to comprehend what the words meant or what Eunhyuk was trying to say. But the 'meaning' was sleeping elsewhere and no coherent thoughts went into my mind. In the end, I just decided to open the locket.
Inside was a small silver key similar to the one that unlocks my chain and the door.
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