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A Mischievous MarriageChapter fourteen: Personal manager?
After all, he’s twenty three this year. He goes to college too, completing his last year before taking over the family business. That’s the unfortunate thing about being the only child, you get forced to do something you maybe don’t even want to do. I don’t know about myself though… I’m not even a smart child, so who’s going to take over the Ahn family business? Maybe it will collapse by the time it reaches me
I honestly have no idea how I’m going to be able to spend my days, Jaejoong is off to college, flirting with girls, and educating himself. I’m just sitting here looking at the wall.
A maid steps in, bowing ninety degrees at me.
“Yes??” I ask.
“Master Ahn was worried that you might be feeling lonely without young master Jaejoong, so he was wondering whether or not you wanted to go to Seoul University to see him.”
“Thank you, but it’s fine, I’m fine being here alone.”
“Are you sure? Master Ahn will kill me if you feel bored and lonely. Please be honest.”
“I’m actually fine.” I lie. Truth is, I don’t even want to go see him, he’s such a dickhead and plus I’m sure he doesn’t want to see me either. I’m fine being alone gosh.
Before- three years ago _____________________________________________________________________________
“Some of the foods in those stores look so delicious, why don’t we go and buy them? I mean you have to pay for it.” Jaejoon suggests. He fidgets with his pockets, whilst pulling his hands out of them. “Surprise, surprise! There is nothing.”
“I spend my money on important things, not on food, especially for people like you. Seriously.”
“I live with you now, why are you still so bloody mean to me? Period?”
“Why don’t you put it this way. I’m nothing but a poor street girl. How often am I away from home? A lot. Why? It’s because I have to work to return school fees, I still owe them. Not only that, I have to pay for every single, little bit of food. Now that you’re here, it’s twice the money.”
“I’m actually surprise you haven’t kicked me out… not that I want you to. Why though?”
“I know, I know. You’re such a jerk and you tick me off every single day. Fortunately you met a generous person. If I didn’t care about you and kicked you out, you’ll be out in the streets alone, clueless on what to do. Alone.” I reply, emphasising that very last word. Being alone, is probably the emotion I understand most. Jaejoon tilts his head to the side and stares at me.
“What does it feel like to be extremely lonely?” He stupidly asks. Upon hearing those words of his, I slightly step back. I thought he came from roaming around the streets, cold, poor and lonely, I thought he’d understand what it feels like to be lonely.
“Are you really a hobo?”
“You tell me.”
“It doesn’t seem like you are… if you don’t understand what lonely feels like.”
“As a matter of fact, Ka Eun, to be lonely means to be engulfed in depression while physically being by yourself with no one, yeah?”
“It’s more than that, you don’t even know anything.” To be alone, isn’t being physically by yourself, and feeling engulfed with sorrow. Even if a large crowd is to surround me, I’ll still be feeling lonely because I wouldn’t know who they are, and if they have a conversation, I would be clueless on what they’re talking about, why they laugh at a particular joke, whether or not it’s a private joke only close friends understand. It’s the emotional distance.
“Then what is it? Maybe you can tell me or teach me?” He says with that annoying attitude, his left eyebrow rising up high.
“One day. I will make you feel every, single bit there is to loneliness. Only then, will you learn.”
“What’s with you today? You’re so weird it’s scary.”
“At least we’re getting along quite well today.”
“I’m in a good mood, that’s all.”
“Did you want to go and buy some food to eat together?” I smile. “Just don’t buy too much or I’ll run out of money.”
“I understand.” He puts on his jacket, the same jacket he’s had since he first came here. I’ve bought him a few shirts and a pyjama set… he’s got one jacket, and I guess that’s enough to live with.
Now- three years later_____________________________________
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