Chapter one

The Boy Who Sneaks In My Bedroom Window.
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Chapter one

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I sat on the kitchen counter, watching my mom make pasta-bake; she was panicking slightly and kept glancing at the clock every couple of minutes. I knew why she did this, my dad was due home in exactly sixteen minutes and he liked dinner to be on the table as soon as he got in. Seunghyun wandered in, playing with his Spider-Man figures.

“Mom, can I go play at Jiyong’s?” he asked, giving her the puppy dog look.

She glanced at the clock again and shook her head quickly.

“Not right now, Seunghyun. Dinner won’t be long and we need to eat as a family.” She flinched slightly as she spoke.

Seunghyun’s face fell, but he nodded and came to sit next to me. I immediately snatched the little man out of his hands and laughed as he gasped and snatched it back, smiling and rolling his eyes at me. He was a cute kid, with blond hair and grey eyes with brown flecks in them. He was my big brother, and as big brothers went, he was the best. He always looked after me at home and at school, made sure no one picked on me. The only one allowed to pick on me, as far as he was concerned, was him, and to a lesser extent his best friend Liam, who happened to live next door.

“So, Dee, you need help with your homework?” he asked, nudging his shoulder into mine. Seunghyun was ten and was two years older than me, so he always helped with my school work

“Nope. I didn’t get any.” I smiled, swinging my legs as they dangled off of the counter.

“OK, kids, go set the table for me. You know how. Exactly right, OK?” Mom asked sprinkling cheese on the pasta and putting it into the oven. Jake and I jumped down from the counter and grabbed the stuff, heading to the dining room.

My dad was very particular about everything. If everything wasn’t exactly right, he got angry and no one ever wanted that. My mom always said that my dad had a stressful job. He always got easily annoyed if we did anything wrong. If you had heard of that saying ‘Children should be seen and not heard’, well, my dad took that to another extreme. Instead, he liked ‘Children shouldn’t be seen or heard’. At five-thirty every day he would come home, we would eat dinner straight away, and then Jake and I would be sent to our bedrooms, where we played quietly until seven thirty when we would have to go to bed.

I hated this time every day. Everything was fine until he came home, and then we all changed. Seunghyun always went quiet and didn’t smile. My mom got this look on her face, like fear or worry, and she would start rushing around plumping up the cushions on the sofa. I always just stood there and silently wished I could hide in my room and never come out.

Seunghyun and I set the table quietly and then sat down in silence, waiting for the click of the door to signal that he was home. I could feel my stomach fluttering, my hands starting to sweat as I prayed in my head that he’d had a good day and he would be normal tonight.

Sometimes, he would be in a really good mood and would hug and kiss me. Telling me what a special little girl I was, and how much he loved me. That was usually on a Sunday. My mom and Seunghyun would go to hockey practice and I would be left home with my father. Those Sundays were the worst, but I didn’t ever tell anyone about those times, or how he touched me and told me how pretty I was.

I hated those days and wished the weekends would never come. I would much rather it be a school day when we would only see him for dinnertime. I definitely preferred it when he looked at me with the angry eyes, than when he looks at me with the soft eyes. I don’t like that at all, it made me feel uncomfortable, it always made my hands shake. Thankfully though, today was only Monday so I had almost a week before I would have to worry about that again.

A couple of minutes later he walked in. Seunghyun shot me a look that told me to behave and he held my hand under the table. My father had blond hair, the same colour as Seunghyun. He had brown eyes, and was always frowning.

“Hello kids,” he said in his loud deep voice.

A shudder tickled down my spine as he spoke. He set his briefcase on the side and took his seat at the head of the table. I tried not to show any reaction to him; actually, I tried not to move at all. It always seemed to be me that got everyone in trouble or that did something wrong. It always seemed to be me that made things worse for everyone. It never used to be like this, I used to be daddy’s little girl, but since he started his job, three years ago, he changed.

Our relationship with him changed completely. He still favoured me over Seunghyun, but when he came home from work, it was like he wanted to pretend like Seunghyun and I weren’t there. The way he looked at Jake sometimes was like he was wishing he didn’t exist, it made my stomach hurt to see him look at my brother like that.

“Hello, Dad,” we both replied at the same time. Just then my mom came in carrying the pasta and a plate of garlic bread.

“This looks nice, Subin,” he said, giving her a smile. We all started eating in silence and I tried not to shift on my seat uncomfortably.

“So, how was school, Seunghyun?” he asked my brother.

Seunghyun looked up nervously. “It was good, thank you. I tried out for the ice hockey team and Liam and I were,” he started, but my father nodded, not listening.

“That’s great, son,” he interjected.

“What about you, Dara?” he asked, turning his gaze on me.

Oh God! OK, be polite, don’t ramble. “Good, thank you,” I replied quietly.

“Speak up child!” he shouted.

I flinched at his tone, wondering if he was going to hit me, or maybe send me to bed with no dinner. “It was good, thank you,” I repeated a little louder.

He frowned at me and then turned to my mom who was nervously wringing her hands together.

“So, Subin, what have you been doing today?” he asked, eating his food.

“Well, I went to the supermarket and I got that shampoo that you like, and then I did some ironing,” my mom answered quickly. It sounded like a prepared answer, she always did that, had her answers ready so that she wouldn’t say anything inappropriate to make him mad.

I reached out my hand for my drink, but I wasn’t watching properly and knocked it over, spilling the contents over the table. Everyone’s eyes snapped to my father, who jumped up from his chair.

“! Dara, you stupid little !” he growled, grabbing the top of my arm

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Daraxxi_2Ne1 #1
Chapter 17: Adding Minho to the story made it more interesting. I'm already coming up with a lot of possible characters for him. I hope this can still be updated. Hope you are doing fine authornim.
aLphFR
#2
Chapter 17: i'm worried 'bout that father n step brother thing there.. hope they won't try to hurt dara more than it was..
xxygbbgdvip #3
Chapter 17: Thanks for update..

I just hope mino is a thirdwheel to dara and jiyong...


Hoping for more updates
bernie20 #4
Chapter 17: Thanknu for the update...
xxygbbgdvip #5
Chapter 15: More pleaseeeee
tokki9 #6
Chapter 15: Finally they did it and they saud the Lword to each other already
bernie20 #7
Chapter 15: Finally they made it..lol...missed this story..thank u for updating...looking forward for the next chapter
bernie20 #8
Chapter 15: Finally they made it..lol...missed this story..thank u for updating...looking forward for the next chapter
bernie20 #9
Chapter 14: Lovely couple....thank u
Trejo_Bam12
#10
Chapter 14: More juseyo