Shin-woo's pov
"You can do what you want with that bag, with me, or anything you feel like destroying. Hell, hit me if it will make you feel better but if you dare...if you fucking dare! To touch my satchel...i don't give a damn about how many stitches i tear, or how many bones i break! I will make you pay! This is everything i have left! And you can be damn sure that i will protect it with what's left of my life!" she shouted out making me freeze in shock.
Up to this point she had remained nearly silent but that's not what took me by shock the most. Her words hit me hard. Whatever Tae-kyung was thinking, he was wrong. This girl had clearly been through as much hell as she looked and more.
I brought her here...i'm the reason she is suffering even more...no, Tae-kyung is the reason. "You're a good actress, i'll give you that. But enough is enough." the satchel was yanked by Tae-kyung and the contents went flying.
I don't think i could be even more shocked then i was but here i am stood speechless. Everyone stared at the new mess laid on the floor. Her most precious items, the things she nearly started crying over back at the van as she wanted nothing more than to protect them.
They were notebooks. They looked heavily used and though they looked unharmed, it was still unsettling to see them laid across the floor. Silence fell between everyone before soft sobs filled the room.
Slowly, Niketa pulled herself from the wheelchair and dragged herself over to the notebooks. Carefully, she picked them up and started checking for damages. Each one was looked over and as she came across no harm she gathered the three along with the storybook that still had a library tag on it.
She sat them in her lap before pulling her legs up to her chest, keeping the books between her lap and chest protectively. She wrapped both arms around her legs further protecting them and stayed still as tears leaked from her eye and even began pooling out of the now soaked eye patch.
The tears fell and brushed against the bruised skin and there she stayed. Everyone was silent and as i looked at Tae-kyung i could see the guilt written across his face. He knew he messed up.
It was silent before suddenly a loud slap sound rang through the room. All heads turned to see Mi-nyeo with her hand still lifted from where she had slapped Tae-kyung leaving a bright red mark.
"How dare you...it is one thing to be upset but this?! You took it way to far! I can't believe you! She is your sister!" i don't think i can handle any more of this, i have never been more disgusted by someone, let alone so heartbroken for someone. The look on Niketa's face read clear as day that this was just as much news to her as it was to everyone else.
"You're anger for you're mother is understandable, hell i don't like the woman! But to take it so far as to bring your anger down on someone who has never met you who is clearly injured and vulnerable...it's unacceptable! Disgraceful! You are not my boyfriend! Where he has gone, if you find him, let him know i want him back...because the Tae-kyung i know would never do this!" it was once again silent before a small voice broke it.
"You're...you're really my...my brother?" Niketa's voice was barely heard as she peeked up from her position cuddled protectively around her books.
"No, this man is not Tae-kyung. You're brother is lost right now, but until he gets back i will be here for you. Please...let me help you back in you're chair. I don't want you to hurt yourself...Shin-woo, help her...please." i looked from Mi-nyeo to Niketa and immediately went and grabbed the now empty satchel from Tae-kyung and brought it to Niketa where i knelt before her.
"Here, you can put those back in here. I won't touch them." she was frozen in shock before a small smile spread from her lips.
"You're all so kind...thank you! I have never met my mother...but from what i have been told of her...i would much rather have been put in a foster home but i couldn't. The doctors contacted her before i awoke from my coma and they let her take custody of me. She shipped me here and never showed up after my flight. If i have learnt anything from all of this it's that our mother is a major bitch. Please...if it's all the same to you i'd like to start over. Even if our parents were crap...doesn't mean we need to be. I understand though now...if i had been raised in your shoes i would react the same... but you weren't raised in my shoes. So please...let's get to know each other before making judgements." i was shocked and i could only imagine how everyone else was feeling.
All of this new information...not only did she just completely forgive Tae-kyung of the horrible thing he just did, she just told us that she has been in a coma and that she was shipped off to some woman she has never met before.
She must have been terrified today and then everything that has happened...how is she still smiling?
Niketa's pov
"...So please...let's get to know each other before making judgements." i smiled at my newly discovered brother. He stared at me in shock as did everyone else before giving a gentle nod.
"If that's what you wish, i would greatly appreciate that. I am so terribly sorry...words cannot express how sorry i am...i-" i cut him off.
"It's okay, trust me...of all the times i've been yelled at, this is nothing." i smiled honestly. This only widened his shocked eyes.
"Well...um...hi. My name is Hwang Tae-kyung. I am the son of Mo Hwa-ran, and you're brother. It is a pleasure to meet you." he gave a sad smile while carefully extending his hand out to me where i could reach it from my place on the floor. I gave a happy smile up at him and shook his hand.
"It's nice to meet you too. Im Niketa." his small smile widened ever so slightly and he knelt down next to Shin-woo who was watching him warily.
"Here, let me help you. If you don't mind me asking...what exactly is in those books?" i watched him carefully before uncurling my body from my books.
"Lots of things, i have had them for as long as i could read and write. I bought them myself and have always kept them safe. I write just about everything in them. From my daily schedule, to notes about a book i read, to music i like. Everything!" i explained with slight pride at my books. Everyone who has ever looked through them has always loved the information found within. He smiled genuinely for a moment before turning to face Shin-woo.
They seemed to have a silent conversation before my satchel was passed to Tae-kyung. He opened the bag and waited for me to put the books in.
"i would love to get to read some one day if you wouldn't mind." he seemed honest and genuine so i softened my hold a little more.
"If you had asked from the beginning, i would have had no problem showing them to you...they are very important to me but i don't mind others reading through them. Perhaps we can sit down sometime and i'll let you read one." i smiled and he nodded as i passed the books carefully into the bag.
He instantly passed the strap over to me and back away to give space to the bag. It was clear he was treading carefully as to not upset me further.
"Come on, let's get you back in the chair." Shin-woo smiled at me. It was a hesitant smile that did not hold his feelings but it was a smile nonetheless. I nodded and lifted my arms only to wince and pull my left arm back down. He looked at me in worry before speaking up.
"Thir bandaged for a reason arent they?" i paused before nodding. Tae-kyung was watching, heavy guilt in his eyes.
"What was the reason?" Shin-woo insisted making me sigh.
"When you said mother called you and led you to wanting to meet me...did she happen to tell you exactly what brought me into her custody after all these years?" all eyes went to Tae-kyung who shook his head no. i let out a sigh and nodded.
"Well, not her fault...the doctors might not have told her." i admitted. I carefully reached up towards Shin-woo's still extended arm and lifted myself to stand, careful to not put too much pressure on my ankle. He instantly led me to the chair and sat me down. I sent him a thankful smile before continuing.
"Well...the truth is…"