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But before that, a basic understanding of how our eyes work is essential.<br /> <br />Light enters our eyes through the curve shaped outer surface called Cornea. This shape allows light rays from different angles to converge and enter the pupil inside the eye as a single beam. </span></p> <blockquote style="font-family: times new roman;"> <p style="margin: 10px 5px;" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Our eyes adjust the pupil, next, to control the amount of light that goes through. This is helpful in a low light environment when the pupil enlarges to take in as much light as possible.</span></p> </blockquote> <p style="margin: 10px 5px; font-family: times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">The regulated beam of light exits the pupil, goes through the lens and falls on the retina, which is where the images that we see are formed.</span></p> <blockquote style="font-family: times new roman;"><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><p style="margin: 10px 5px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">But before they pass through the lens, the ciliary muscles attached to the lens contract or relax and so, adapt the shape of the lens. This is critical in producing the right image on the retina. To view nearby objects, the muscles contract and change the shape of the lens. When viewing far-off images, the muscles relax and allow the lens to take its natural shape.</span></p> </blockquote> <p style="margin: 10px 5px; font-family: times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">The image so produced falls on the retina, the actual light sensitive part of your eyes. Optic nerves attached behind the retina transmits information about the image to our brain. The brain analyses the image and we “see”.</span></p><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: times new roman;">How do eye problems occur and how pinhole glasses help?</span><br /></span><p style="margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:85%;">All parts of our eyes have to work perfectly for us to see. Sometimes, the ciliary muscles become too weak. 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"I thought you'd blame that fancy boyfriend of yours but when you called, I knew you hadn't. Too bad, baby. We could've been good together."</p> <p class="p">"Mac? I mumbled through his fingers squeezing my lips. "Your own aunt?"</p> <p class="p">"My own very <b>rich</b> aunt. Owns a string of buildings like this but she just kept living on and on with those damn canaries and she treated me like an errand boy. That Jerry you're so fond of just happened by at the right time. Once I get the guy across the hall to I.D. him, I'm home free."</p> <p class="p">I tried to break free. Mac's fingers dug into my lips. I tasted blood. His other hand twisted my arm till I thought I could hear the bones crack. </p> <p class="p">I bit down as hard as I could on the hand around my mouth. He jerked away and I screamed. </p> <p class="p">"Now you'll get it like all the others, bitch!" Mac shouted.</p> <p class="p">Still holding my arm, he reared back to belt me. At that moment something large, furry and furious with all the commotion and noise, leaped onto his head like one of those alien creatures that eat your brain.</p> <p class="p">It was Mac's turn to scream and he did while lethal paws scratched at his eyeballs, dug into his scalp and took great strips of skin off his back.</p> <p class="p">I rushed to the door and yanked it open, gasping. Mr. Jaspers was standing in the hall. "Wild party, huh? You got a cat in there?"</p> <p class="p">"What I've got is Mrs. Patrickson's killer. Call the police."</p> <p class="p">Leaving his door open, Mr. Jaspers went back towards the phone. I stood in the hall, listening to the screaming. Poor Fitzhugh, I thought. I hoped he didn't get any nasty disease from biting Mac.</p> <p class="p">Mac was staggering around, cursing and tripping over furniture, blood running down his face, when the police arrived with their sirens blaring. All the tenants on my floor crowded into the hall to watch Mac led out in handcuffs. Fitzhugh washed his face and looked smug. It was the first time I felt favorably towards a cat. </p> <p class="p">Next day I went to the hospital. Jerry was sitting up in bed, one leg in a cast. "Donna," he said huskily, taking my hand in both of his. "I was afraid I'd lost you."</p> <p class="p">"Whatever gave you that idea?" He looked pale but great, the dark hair mussed, five o'clock shadow on the strong, firm jaw. I told him about Mac. "The police think he's the one who's been attacking all those women, using his role as a property manager." I waited for him to ask about his cat.</p> <p class="p">"Oh my love. Did he hurt you? Are you all right?" He was stroking my hair and suddenly I was sobbing in his arms. </p> <p class="p">"I'm an idiot," he was saying. "I hope you aren't going to let a little thing like a cat come between us." He kissed my neck, my cheek, my lips. "I could give him to my mother."</p> <p class="p">"Oh, no. We've reached an understanding. I think I could learn to like him," I murmured, "given the right teacher." I would never tell him how close we had come to losing each other, due to my overactive imagination.</p> <p class="p">Cupid may have been a day late this year, but the way I see it, Jerry and I still have forever. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-5030625575675906492007-12-02T09:27:00.000+08:002007-12-02T09:28:07.771+08:00Romantic Stories Collection: Love with the Proper Killer Part 6"See if I care," I told him, feeling an emptiness inside which I told myself was missing dinner. I turned toward the kitchen.<br /><p class="p">"But I care," a voice said from behind me. Before I could move a hand was clamped over my mouth. Another grabbed my arm and twisted it behind me. </p> <p class="p">"So you figured it out, did you?," the voice continued. "I thought you'd blame that fancy boyfriend of yours but when you called, I knew you hadn't. Too bad, baby. We could've been good together."</p> <p class="p">"Mac? I mumbled through his fingers squeezing my lips. "Your own aunt?"</p> <p class="p">"My own very <b>rich</b> aunt. Owns a string of buildings like this but she just kept living on and on with those damn canaries and she treated me like an errand boy. That Jerry you're so fond of just happened by at the right time. Once I get the guy across the hall to I.D. him, I'm home free."</p> <p class="p">I tried to break free. Mac's fingers dug into my lips. I tasted blood. His other hand twisted my arm till I thought I could hear the bones crack. </p> <p class="p">I bit down as hard as I could on the hand around my mouth. He jerked away and I screamed. </p> <p class="p">"Now you'll get it like all the others, bitch!" Mac shouted.</p> <p class="p">Still holding my arm, he reared back to belt me. At that moment something large, furry and furious with all the commotion and noise, leaped onto his head like one of those alien creatures that eat your brain.</p> <p class="p">It was Mac's turn to scream and he did while lethal paws scratched at his eyeballs, dug into his scalp and took great strips of skin off his back.</p> <p class="p">I rushed to the door and yanked it open, gasping. Mr. Jaspers was standing in the hall. "Wild party, huh? You got a cat in there?"</p> <p class="p">"What I've got is Mrs. Patrickson's killer. Call the police."</p> <p class="p">Leaving his door open, Mr. Jaspers went back towards the phone. I stood in the hall, listening to the screaming. Poor Fitzhugh, I thought. I hoped he didn't get any nasty disease from biting Mac.</p> <p class="p">Mac was staggering around, cursing and tripping over furniture, blood running down his face, when the police arrived with their sirens blaring. All the tenants on my floor crowded into the hall to watch Mac led out in handcuffs. Fitzhugh washed his face and looked smug. It was the first time I felt favorably towards a cat. </p> <p class="p">Next day I went to the hospital. Jerry was sitting up in bed, one leg in a cast. "Donna," he said huskily, taking my hand in both of his. "I was afraid I'd lost you."</p> <p class="p">"Whatever gave you that idea?" He looked pale but great, the dark hair mussed, five o'clock shadow on the strong, firm jaw. I told him about Mac. "The police think he's the one who's been attacking all those women, using his role as a property manager." I waited for him to ask about his cat.</p> <p class="p">"Oh my love. Did he hurt you? Are you all right?" He was stroking my hair and suddenly I was sobbing in his arms. </p> <p class="p">"I'm an idiot," he was saying. "I hope you aren't going to let a little thing like a cat come between us." He kissed my neck, my cheek, my lips. "I could give him to my mother."</p><br /><p class="p">"Oh, no. We've reached an understanding. I think I could learn to like him," I murmured, "given the right teacher." I would never tell him how close we had come to losing each other, due to my overactive imagination.</p> <p class="p">Cupid may have been a day late this year, but the way I see it, Jerry and I still have forever.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-13817710909730468512007-12-02T09:26:00.000+08:002007-12-02T09:27:10.234+08:00Romantic Stories Collection: Love with the Proper Killer Part 5The doorbell rang. Oh, no. Jerry was here before I'd decided what to do. How could I go out with him with these suspicions crowding into my mind? And if he suspected I knew, what then? I'd been thinking I'd just call the whole thing off, but here he was.<p class="p">I opened the door. "Donna, you look great, as always."</p> <p class="p">"Just my office clothes. I haven't had a chance to change yet." </p> <p class="p">"Come just as you are. You always look wonderful to me." Jerry looked deep into my eyes. I stepped back and reached for my coat. Well, I had to eat. Lou Ann and Laurence were coming along, anyway. They'd wonder where we were if we didn't show up. I could decide what to do at dinner. Maybe I could slip out and call the police before we left.</p> <p class="p"> There was valet parking at the fine Italian restaurant. Jerry handed over the keys to the Caddy calmly. I was sure he had the cat along. I refused to look in the back, just in case. </p> <p class="p">Inside, Lou Ann and Laurence waved to us from a table. "Won't you join us?" Laurence asked, just as though I hadn't set the whole thing up. </p> <p class="p">"Delighted." Jerry gave me a bemused look. "Shall we?"</p> <p class="p">"Fine," I said, feeling miffed that he didn't want me all to himself. What was the matter with me? Did I want to be alone with what was probably a psychotic killer on Valentine's Day? While not terminally brain-dead, I still felt a twinge of regret as he pulled out the heavy dark chair with the velvet seat for me and his long, slender fingers ruffled a tendril of hair on my neck.</p> <p class="p">Stringed instruments were playing love songs through the ages. Candles were flickering, voices were soft and intimate. It could have been a wonderful evening with the right man. Maybe Mac next year, if I survived the evening. But something wistful in me still cried, 'Jerry, Jerry, Jerry'.</p> <p class="p">I forced myself to study the wine list. Jerry was murmuring something in French to the maitre 'd, looking suave, competent and throughly adorable. I kicked Lou Ann under the table, to stop her from drooling. When I straightened up, Jerry seemed to have gone suddenly berserk. He leaped to his feet, overturning the thick crystal goblets of water onto the snowy white linen cloth. </p> <p class="p">"That's my car!" he yelled.</p> <p class="p">Under the bright lights that lit the entryway, his Caddy was coming slowly around the circular drive, blocked in for a moment by a driver who was backing up. I'd heard that sometimes parking attendants take these little joy rides when they think the patron's safely inside for an hour or so.</p> <p class="p">Jerry was already on his feet and running for the door with a sea of fascinated diners staring after him. "Hey!" I could hear him bellow as he swung the door open.</p> <p class="p">Several things happened at once. The driver in the front seat saw him through the rear view window, attempted to reverse, floored it and drove into Jerry and the side of the building with a resounding crash, just as Jerry was crossing behind the car. Then he leaped from the driver's side and ran away into the darkness. </p> <p class="p">"Somebody call an ambulance!" I heard the maitre d' shout as I hurried towards Jerry. Laurence beat me to the scene.</p> <p class="p">"Just lie still," I heard him saying. He took off his jacket and threw it over Jerry while he tried to keep him quiet. "There's an ambulance coming."</p> <p class="p">"Fitzhugh," Jerry said weakly.</p> <p class="p">"I'm sure he's all right. Don't worry. I'll take care of him," I promised like a fool.</p> <p class="p">Although the car looked like a write-off, the cat carrier had unfortunately survived intact. It lay upside down in the front seat with a very angry occupant.</p> <p class="p">The ambulance came screaming up. I watched as they loaded his now unconscious body onto the stretcher. What a Valentine's Day. First Mrs. Patrickson. Now Jerry. More like a Valentine Massacre.</p> <p class="p">"I'll just go along home, if you don't mind, Lou Ann," I said. "Thanks for all you've done."</p> <p class="p">"Call me," she said, pressing my hand. She looked genuinely sorry for me. I got into the Corvette with Fitzhugh in the cat carrier. As I drove out I saw them going back to the restaurant, peppered with questions from fascinated diners who were standing around watching.</p> <p class="p">Oh, Jerry, who are you? I thought and felt weepy for no reason. After all, I reminded myself, he probably tried to kill me, psychopath that he was, and got Mrs. Patrickson instead.<br /></p><p class="p">As I stepped off the elevator, the cat carrier bumped against my legs. The police tape and notice on Mrs. Patrickson's door seemed like a warning. Be careful. Watch out. </p> <p class="p">I went bravely into my apartment, set the carrier down and opened its door. Fitzhugh stayed where he was, glaring.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-52141834563086221132007-12-02T09:25:00.000+08:002007-12-02T09:26:13.669+08:00Romantic Stories Collection: Love with the Proper Killer Part 4Next morning they came to change the locks. It was Valentine's Day. Shop windows were full of cupids and chocolates. Love was in the air but the man I had chosen had a cat that came first in his heart. We would never make it together. Dinner tonight would be our last date, I promised myself. Why go on making us both miserable?<p class="p">At noon a dozen red roses came to the office. The card inside said, "Thanks for giving us another chance." It was signed by Jerry but there was a pawprint underneath.</p> <p class="p">I fussed around till five, then cleared my desk and called Lou Ann. "Could you doubledate at such short notice? "</p> <p class="p">"On such a romantic evening? Of course. Laurence probably doesn't even know what day it is. And who knows? Maybe Jerry will fall for me. You saw 'When Harry Met Sally', didn't you?"</p> <p class="p">"Jerry and I are probably finished," I said, "but until I let you know, hands off."</p> <p class="p">"Bringing another couple along isn't going to help, you know," Lou Ann said. </p> <p class="p">"It'll keep us from having an unpleasant memory on Valentine's Day. Which we will, if you don't come." </p> <p class="p">"We'll be there, don't worry." </p> <p class="p">I pulled my little blue corvette out into rush hour traffic and turned the radio on. "An elderly woman was attacked and killed today in her apartment at Main and Charles..." </p> <p class="p">My apartment was at Main and Charles. I braked for a yellow light and turned the sound up. "Police believe Mrs. Gilroy Patrickson, 75, was another victim in a series of assaults that have terrorized this South side community..." </p> <p class="p">How awful for Mac, I thought, as tears ran down my face. How awful for us all. </p> <p class="p"> The carpet outside my door looked as though many pairs of dirty boots had been trampling it. There was yellow police tape criss-crossed outside Mrs. Patrickson's door, with an official notice forbidding entry. I felt tears in my eyes as I looked at it. The elevator opened behind me. I turned and Mac stepped off.</p> <p class="p">"Oh, I'm so sorry," I opened my arms and Mac fell into them. I patted him awkwardly on the shoulder. "Did they catch the man who did it?"</p> <p class="p">He shook his head and stepped back. "I'd just left. He must've been watching for me to go. If only I'd stayed a little longer..."</p> <p class="p">"Don't think about it. Will you need any help with the arrangements?"</p> <p class="p">"No. My mom's taking care of the... funeral and all that. But thanks for offering. I just came from police headquarters. I thought maybe if I came back I'd see something they'd overlooked but..."</p> <p class="p">"I'd just leave it to the police. They'll will find him, sooner or later."</p> <p class="p">"I guess you're right. She was very fond of you, you know."</p> <p class="p">I nodded. It was hard to talk. Mac punched the ground floor button and held my hand till the elevator came. </p> <p class="p">My apartment seemed very vulnerable when I opened the door. I stood in the doorway, looking around. Whoever had killed Mrs. Patrickson could crawl in any of the windows. We were only on the third floor. Terrorized. The radio had it right.</p> <p class="p">"Bad news, Donna," Mr. Jaspers, the retired plumber across the hall, opened his door. "Fine lady."</p> <p class="p">"Yes, she was. " </p> <p class="p">"Some guy came around looking for you, right before."</p> <p class="p">"This morning?"</p> <p class="p">"Said so, didn't I? Had your keys." He started to close his door.</p> <p class="p">"Wait! Mr. Jaspers." He eyed me suspiciously.</p> <p class="p">"What?"</p> <p class="p">"Tell me what he looked like. Please?"</p> <p class="p">"Tall. Dark hair. Tweed coat." His door closed firmly.</p> <p class="p">Cat hairs, I added, mentally. Keys? Mrs. Patrickson's spare key had been on that ring. What if--? No. It couldn't have been Jerry. Besides he wouldn't know what key opened what. He could have tried them, a small voice in my head said. He might've tried your door and then hers and she wouldn't've thought anything, supposing it was just Mac coming back, till it was too late...</p> <p class="p">I crossed the hall and pounded on Jasper's door.</p> <p class="p">"Go away." He was looking through the peep hole.</p> <p class="p">"Mr. Jaspers. Did you tell the police?"</p> <p class="p">"None of my business." </p> <p class="p">Oh great. So it was up to me to let them know that possibly I was dating Mrs. Patrickson's killer and then they'd want to wire me up for our date to get some incriminating evidence on Jerry. And then they'd arrest him but his lawyer would get him off and he'd come looking for me...</p> <p class="p">But I didn't call the police either. It couldn't have been Jerry. He was too nice, too honest. But he'd lied about not having the keys, a little voice said. He probably wouldn't have mentioned them at all if Mr. Jaspers hadn't surprised him holding them, in the act of breaking in. What other explanation could he have given? </p> <p class="p">Perhaps he was planning to let himself in and wait for me, like he had for all those other women. When he found my locks were changed, he settled for my neighbour...</p> <p class="p">But how could he know Mr. Jaspers wouldn't tell the police? That was easy. Anyone talking to the old curmudgeon for two minutes would know he didn't give up anything voluntarily. It was only by chance he'd told me.</p> <p class="p">I'd talk it over with Mac. Maybe he could decide if I was just imagining things. I went downstairs and got his number from Masterson. "Anything I can take care of, Donna?" the old fellow said. "No need to bother the boss with every little thing."</p><p class="p">"This is personal, thanks." I went home and punched in his number. </p> <p class="p">"Mac Patrickson."</p> <p class="p">"Mac, I--" There was a little beep as his answering machine came on. "Call me," I said and gave my number.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-46005384824159583232007-12-02T09:24:00.000+08:002007-12-02T09:25:36.757+08:00Romantic Stories Collection: Love with the Proper Killer Part 3"You're home early." Mac was just getting into the elevator when I stepped out.<br /><p class="p">"Not soon enough." I started to brush past him.</p> <p class="p">"I was thinking, well, maybe this isn't a good time," Mac hesitated. "I was just going down to the diner on the corner for a burger. But I suppose you've eaten?"</p> <p class="p">"I'd love to," I made a quick decision and it wasn't till we were sitting in a back booth over coffee that I realized how I must look with my pantyhose flapping around my ankles. Mac hadn't even snickered. </p> <p class="p">He was good company. Mac worked as a property manager, he said. Our building was on his list. I had to admit it was well-kept up. He didn't have any pets, a real plus and he did have a lot of funny stories about tenants who had them, that kept me laughing.</p> <p class="p">"This large woman sat on her Chihuahua ..." he began and I watched the corners of his eyes crinkle like Mrs. Patrickson's did. He was wearing a yellow sweater over a white shirt, very collegiate. Our waitress came and he joked with her and left a big tip.</p> <p class="p">I'd almost forgotten about the horrible start to the evening when Mac walked me back to the lobby. "I'll be fine," I told him when it looked as though he was going to come on up. </p> <p class="p">"You sure? See you again soon, then. It's been... terrific."</p> <p class="p">When I reached my apartment there were no keys in my purse. I thought back to the bag falling open in Jerry's apartment. Oh well. I ran down the stairs to Mr. Masterson, the superintendent. Mac was still there, talking. </p> <p class="p">"I can let you in. Just take a minute." Mac took a ring of master keys from a hook near the door. </p> <p class="p">"No, its fine. Mr. Masterson has had to do this lots of times".</p> <p class="p">"I wouldn't take losing your keys lightly, Donna," Mac frowned. "With all these attacks on women in this area, lately. I think we'd better have your locks changed. In the meantime, you can borrow the master."</p> <p class="p">Jerry called at the end of the week to say how much he missed me. "It was my fault," he said. "I should have prepared you for meeting him. Fitzhugh was mistreated as a kitten so it's hard for him to trust."</p> <p class="p">"Me too," I said.</p> <p class="p">"I thought he'd be familiar with you by now. I've taken him on all our dates."</p> <p class="p">"What?? You and me and Fitzhugh?"</p> <p class="p">"He's been in the backseat. In his cat carrier," he said hastily. "It gets lonely in the apartment and I don't like to leave him overnight. I take him with me everywhere. So I thought he'd sort of know you already. I'm sorry. Please let me pay for having your shoes repaired."</p> <p class="p">"No need," I lied, looking at the toe of one pump protruding from the trash I'd been about to take to the incinerator when he called. </p> <p class="p">"Show you forgive me and let me take you to dinner tomorrow. It's Valentine's Day, after all," he said with a plea in his voice. He named a restaurant I'd been dying to try but not alone. "At seven?"</p> <p class="p">"All right," I said, hating myself for being weak. There was something about the man. "By the way, Jerry, did you find a set of keys after I left?"</p><p class="p">"No," he said. He sounded truthful. "Were they important?"</p> "Nothing special. See you tomorrow."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-82928069397840536472007-12-02T09:23:00.000+08:002007-12-02T09:24:34.416+08:00Romantic Stories Collection: Love with the Proper Killer Part 2"Don't look so worried. He'll love you," Jerry said as he opened the door to his late model Caddy.<br /><p class="p">'He'? Guess it wouldn't be his mother I'd be meeting tonight. My heart sank. Jerry was going to tell me he was gay and he'd tried one last time to see if he could be straight and I was it and he couldn't, so now we'd have drinks with his lover and he'd say we could still be friends...</p> <p class="p">I didn't say much on the drive over. We pulled into the underground parking for his building and took the elevator to the tenth floor.</p> <p class="p">Jerry turned his key in the lock of 1003. I had just decided on a gracious approach to whoever he introduced as his lover. </p> <p class="p">"This is Fitzhugh," Jerry said, throwing the door open with one hand as though there would be trumpets blowing somewhere and Clinton or maybe even Newt Gingrich would come out. </p> <p class="p">I stepped forward, set my purse down on a table beside the door and held out my hand. But there was no one in the room. It was a pleasant enough apartment; a long bank of windows along one wall, some plants and comfortable furniture in greens and browns.</p> <p class="p">So I'd guessed wrong again. Jerry didn't want me to meet his mother and he wasn't gay; he was crazy. Fitzhugh was a hallucination, like that rabbit, Harvey, in that old Jimmy Stewart movie.</p> <p class="p">Jerry had lured me up here to meet his imaginary friend who would find fault with me and they would find my lifeless body several days later in the park behind some bushes... </p> <p class="p">At least Mac and his aunt had gotten a look at him, I told myself, sidling back towards the door. He won't get away with it. Jerry didn't seem the killer type but then that's what all the girlfriends and neighbours say on the tabloid shows after some maniac's been arrested. Even serial killers have a social life...</p> <p class="p">"This is my cat, Fitzhugh," Jerry was repeating politely.</p> <p class="p">I looked down. A feline monstrosity stared up at me. It was a lustrous black with glittery gold eyes, big enough to operate a can opener all by itself. </p> <p class="p">"I can tell he likes you," Jerry said. "He's fussy about his friends."</p> <p class="p">Yeah, sure, I thought. I have a theory about people who are too close to their cats. Not a normal relationship. </p> <p class="p">"See how good we look together?" He indicated the mirror in front of us. There we were, Jerry's dark good looks, my slim blonde self and what looked like a furry demon glowering on the floor between us. That old saying about three's a crowd sure applied here.</p> <p class="p">Jerry moved closer and drew me into his arms. I lifted my lips to be kissed, closing my eyes and feeling the rough tweed of his jacket against my cheek. 'Oh Jerry,' I thought, 'why couldn't it have been your mother?'</p> <p class="p">Something raked my ankles as I kissed him back. I looked down. My pantyhose fell in shreds over my pumps. Fitzhugh was just taking a large bite out of my left heel. Then he stalked away to whatever dark places he inhabited in that apartment.</p> <p class="p">"Donna?" Jerry moved and knocked my purse to the floor. "Sorry." He picked it up and jammed the contents back any old way. "Am I jumping the gun here? I mean, I don't want you to think I'm a date rapist or something. I haven't brought a woman up here in a long time."</p> <p class="p">And he wouldn't again, if Fitzhugh has anything to say about it, I thought. I was still staring at the gouge in my heel. The cat had scratched the suede off the right pump. I'd have to toss the shoes.</p> <p class="p">Jerry looked down. "Ohmigod, did Fitzhugh do that?"</p> <p class="p">"Oh, no. I came over here with my pantyhose down around my ankles, cat scratches and gouges in my shoes."</p> <p class="p">"You don't need to be sarcastic. I'm sure it was an accident. Fitzhugh probably smelled another cat on you."</p> <p class="p">"I haven't been <b>around</b> any cats. Ever."</p> <p class="p">"Maybe that next door neighbour, Mrs. Patrickson, has cats. She seems like a cat person."</p><p class="p">"Canaries. She hates cats."</p> <p class="p">"Perhaps you hate Fitzhugh too?"</p> <p class="p">"Darn right I do," I said. I grabbed my purse and stomped out feeling the draft around my ankles. Cat: 1, Girlfriend: 0.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-29189883759199080952007-12-02T09:21:00.000+08:002007-12-02T09:23:27.678+08:00Romantic Stories Collection: Love with the Proper Killer Part 1<p class="p">Valentine's Day. Why doesn't it live up to our expectations?</p><p class="p"><br /></p><p class="p">Remember when we were kids with a bagful of those awful- tasting little hearts? The ones with the words on them like 'True Love,' or 'You're Cute,' stuff like that? And your girlfriends would all dare you to give one to Danny or Johnny or whoever it was you were all weak-kneed over that year?</p> <p class="p">And you knew when you grew up that love would find you and it would be wonderful and change your life.</p> <p class="p">And then it doesn't happen. Even when you wait and wait and everything seems right. </p> <p class="p">Take Jerry Martin. This year's flavor? I don't know. Six months ago when those deep blue eyes looked over at me across a crowded seminar, music started playing.</p> <p class="p">"You have a kind face," he said when he came over at coffee break.</p> <p class="p">And you're a hunk, I thought. "Looking for kindness?" I raised an eyebrow.</p> <p class="p">"Well, I missed the morning session and I was looking for someone to fill me in. The rest of this afternoon is pretty familiar stuff."</p><p class="p">"I did it last year."</p> <p class="p">"Really?" A wave of thick dark hair fell over his forehead and he brushed it away with a gesture that made my heart jump. "Say, there's a quiet place around the corner where we could talk."</p> <p class="p">"Lead the way." I grabbed my little attache case and pointed my size fives in his direction. </p> <p class="p">I think he was after more than kindness. We talked till dinner and then ordered wine with the sole and salad. After that, it was dinner and drinks whenever we happened to be in town at the same time. </p> <p class="p">Turned out his office is fairly near mine in the financial district. He's an auditor for a chain of retail stores. I'm a sales rep for a publishing company. </p> <p class="p">It was nice having someone who looked like that to dream about, someone gentle but not a wimp. There was something about Jerry that made you want to listen to him. At least I did. </p> <p class="p"> Lately the single state hasn't seemed all that terrific. Chalk it up to a schedule that doesn't give me much social life. And to the fear that has been stalking my apartment complex. Someone has been doing break and enters but it isn't just property he's after. Women have been attacked. He was waiting when they came home from work. Times like this the coupled condition has a certain attraction. Even without the romance. </p> <p class="p">And I've got to admit, Jerry was romantic. Little by little he became the only one I was seeing. Then one day he called. I always got a little thrill when I heard his voice on the phone. "I think it's time you met the most important person in my life," he says.</p> <p class="p">Oh, oh. I phoned, Lou Ann, my best friend. "He wants me to meet his mother."</p> <p class="p">"His mother? You two that far already? I think he's a real dreamy guy and all that. In fact, if I wasn't all involved with Laurence, and of course, if Jerry wasn't yours, I could really go for him. Nice looking, on his way up, non-smoker. A girl could do worse."</p> <p class="p">"Jerry's great. But maybe he's jumping the gun. I don't know if I'm ready for anything serious..."</p> <p class="p">"Why don't you give <b>me</b> his number? Laurence will understand."</p> <p class="p">"Now hold on, Lou Ann. Do I horn in on your relationships?"</p> <p class="p">"What relationships? Laurence? You can have him."</p> <p class="p">"I'm happy with Jerry, thanks. And I've got to get ready."</p> <p class="p">"Call me with details." </p> <p class="p">I hung up, wondering. You know all those stories people tell about their best friend and their boyfriend? Oh, nuts. I could trust Lou Ann, couldn't I? </p> <p class="p">I got out the dress I use for weddings and funerals. Sort of a purply-mauve with a little scarf. The finishing touch is the expensive matching pumps I bought on a quickie tour of Italy. </p> <p class="p">"Hi. You look terrific," Jerry said, when he rang the doorbell at eight.</p> <p class="p">"Don't you look swell, Donna," Mrs. Patrickson next door was just limping in from her senior's foot clinic on the arm of her nephew, Mac.</p> <p class="p">"This is Jerry Martin," I said.</p><p class="p">Mac gave me a friendly smile. He was tall, blonde and good-looking. Mrs. Patrickson often said she hoped Mac and I would become romantically involved but our schedules never seemed to work out. Now, seeing me with Jerry, Mac would probably give up trying. </p> <p class="p"> "Have a nice time, you two," Mrs. Patrickson said.</p> <p class="p"> "Glad to meet you both," Jerry said, shaking hands. He seemed oblivious to Mac's attractions. Was I with the wrong guy? <br /> </p> <p class="p"> </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-9761707945101382322007-12-02T09:19:00.001+08:002007-12-02T09:19:31.686+08:00Romantic Stories Collection: True Soulmates In The Making<p><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">I didn't believe in finding love online. I thought it was full of perverts, rapists, etc. One day, I was in a chat room, just bored out of my mind, because I was visiting my brother in Seattle and he was currently at work. So, I just basically put "Anyone wanna chat?" Little did I know that the man of my dreams would IM me.</span></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">I was in a relationship at the time. It wasn't a very good one, though. My ex-boyfriend, Mike, whom I was dating then, was constantly getting jealous of my guy friends and he was very insecure about my love for him. I have to be honest, I did love him. I still do, kinda. But he brought the relationship to an end, not me. He pushed me directly into Chris, my new boyfriend and my best friend's arms.</span></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">We just started talking about stupid stuff. And I asked if I could put him on my buddylist. He said yes and placed me on his. After talking online to each other every day for about a week or so, he asked me if we could talk on the phone. I, of course, was scared. The main reason being that I really didn't know him and he could have been a pervert or someone just looking for a good time.</span></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">And he also lived in Florida, which was a slight problem. I had a couple phone cards to use so I wouldn't rack up my brother's phone bill. When I dialed all the numbers, I was extremely nervous. Afraid of what he would sound like. To be truthful, I thought he might have been some 50 year old, over weight, balding man who just wanted a younger girl to talk to. We talked for five hours that night, and I'm very shy when it comes to talking on the phone for the first time or meeting a person for the first time. So, it was just basically him making me laugh.</span></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">He also had his eyes set on someone. But, later on, she had decided to go with someone else and she told him that she didn't feel the same way he did. I was having problems with Mike, and Chris helped me through it, reassuring me everything would be alright. Later on, I found out that he was jealous of Mike, because one night, I IMed Chris with Mike's screen name.</span></span> </p><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">And now, we have been talking for about four months or so online and on the phone. I am planning to visit him in the near future and, eventually, move to Florida to live with him. And marriage is going to be a part of the picture. Not right away, but in time. I love him with my heart and soul. I would do anything for him. And I know he feels the same. Now, some may call us crazy and say that love can't happen over long distances. But I truly think that we're soul mates in the making.</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-87548350948441817882007-12-02T09:16:00.000+08:002007-12-02T09:18:09.915+08:00Romantic Stories Collection: YvonneYvonne rides the merry-go-round. She straddles the white, mystical unicorn that has a long, wavy mane and a spiral horn. The merry-go-round is a fanciful world, a menagerie of colorful, wood carved animals and chariots, three rows deep, parading among a grid of brass poles that seem to hang down like vines from a celestial array of sparkling red and blue light bulbs strung along the ribs of its umbrella-like canopy.<br /><br />It’s a mechanical wonder, illuminated and revolving inside its pavilion. A pavilion filled with the dreamy, melodic notes of a waltz coming from the band organ at the center of it. The band organ is housed in a large pinkish-white cabinet decorated in rococo-style with pastel greens and violets dripping about like icing on a cake. In the center of the cabinet is a row of brass trumpet horns and above them a row of brass pipes and to the side, shouldered at each end of the cabinet, are snare drums set on edge.<br /><br />The band organ is affixed to the inner drum housing that also has a façade of scenery panels depicting exotic personages and places. The inner drum is crowned off by the revolving rounding board that is lined with tilted mirrors in ornate frames that captures the images of the marionette-like figures and their riders.<br /><br />Next to the unicorn sits a young mother and her toddler son in a chariot that has clowns painted on its side and drawn by two determined-looking kangaroos. The mother points out some of the fantastic sights that swirl about them, tickling her son’s fancy with each sighting, then she settles back on the bench to rest and enjoy the ride.<br /><br />The tike is wearing a faded blue t-shirt and dungarees with little straps fitting loosely over his small shoulders. He has a large, round head and a fleshy face with big watery eyes. He twitches and turns his head to catch all the twirling sights spinning about him, until he locks his gaze on Yvonne. The youngster stares at Yvonne until she notices him. She becomes unsettled and self-conscious. The boy takes his finger from his mouth and gleefully points it at something in the air to show her.<br /><br />Yvonne is reluctant to play along, but finally pantomimes an ooh which delights him and he quickly pretends pointing at some other imaginary spot and, again, Yvonne pretends to be amazed and smiles. A loud buzzer sounds and the merry-go-round winds down and comes to a stop. The mother calmly stands and lifts her son up and plops his buttocks on her hip and heads off. The boy waves bye-bye to Yvonne from over his mother’s shoulder.<br /><br />Outside the pavilion is a row of arcade booths bustling with teens. The booths stand on a sweltering tarmac that loops the pavilion and runs out to the arched portal that’s cut in the tall juniper hedge that leads to the park. Behind the booths is a sidewalk with bicyclists and skateboarders zipping by, a street with slow cruising cars, beyond the street a gleaming wall of odd-shaped buildings, and, off in the distance, the city skyline and horizon.<br /><br />Yvonne slides off the unicorn and moseys along the sweep of figures until she comes to the tall, amiable giraffe. The grayish giraffe has chestnut spots and adorned with exotic saddlery, masterfully carved and brightly painted. The figure has two mushroom-like horns, perked ears, and an intricately carved yellow-blossom sunflower tucked in a braided bridle. Yvonne mounts the giraffe and wraps the leather rein round her hand.<br /><br />The giraffe was the favorite of Yvonne’s dad. He thought it was a lofty jumper of good sport and he would perch Yvonne up on its big, slippery saddle as he stood guardedly by her side. Her father was a broken man of few words and would stare vacuously and quietly ahead during the ride, his big hands girded about her waist.<br /><br />Occasionally, he would grace Yvonne with his solicitously paternal glance. When the ride was done he would lift her off with affected cheerfulness and they would leave the ride to spend some time strolling through the park. As they strolled, he would tell her what a pretty thing she is and how she will find her one true love some day. Yvonne is a plain girl with round moping eyes and a large nose that, in certain lighting, seems to have a crook to it, and that worries her. Her father would lament on how he wished he had more time to be there for her. She would hold his hand to comfort him.<br /><br />Yvonne sees her reflection in the mirror sitting on the elongated giraffe. It’s a frail and forlorn visage. The buzzer sounds and the rickety floor of the merry-go-round jolts and starts to rotate. Yvonne tightens her hand on the serpentine pole as the ride accelerates and the giraffe heightens its leaps forward.<br /><br />A pack of rowdy boys descend the area around Yvonne. They cavort about the various figures as though playing on jungle gyms, chat like monkeys, and guffaw at their silly antics. There is a tall hayseed boy that puts both his feet in one stirrup of the prancing reindeer and stands there at attention.<br /><br />The tubby one squirrels down on the floor beneath the neighing zebra. The impish one scampers aimlessly about mounting and dismounting the figures until he finally settles on hanging under the neck of a loping camel. The ringleader settles on the back of a prowling tiger next to Yvonne. He has a fresh, clean complexion, short reddish hair and green, knowing eyes. His presence is intrusive and yet captivating. He gives Yvonne a smirk and then stands on the Persian-style blanket draped on the tiger’s back and climbs the pole to just below the crank in a show-offish swagger.<br /><br />He dangles there for awhile until the ride attendant heads towards him. The boy slides down and off the mount. He gives Yvonne a wild animal-like growl with a gnarly, strained expression on his face then leads his buddies away, whooping and hollering. The attendant heads toward Yvonne, yawing as he moves down the narrow row of thickly lacquered figures, retrieving tickets from the various patrons as he passes them.<br /><br />He stops in front of Yvonne and she holds out her ticket. He is a gangly palooka and smells of axle grease. His fingertips linger sleazily on her hand and then he takes the stub. He simpers in a scoff, and saunters off. Yvonne is embarrassed by the obscene touch and tries to forget it by listening to the grating notes of a ragtime tune. She looks up and gazes at the mirror and at her frail figure sitting airily on a giraffe.<br /><br />Through the labyrinth of poles and bobbing figures, Yvonne decries the young man that wears the beige windbreaker. She wistfully studies him as he rides a knight’s charger outfitted in silvery faux armor. He chooses the black steed because it is on the outside row and he can go for the brass ring when it whizzes by.<br /><br />He comes here often, perhaps a student between classes or on a break from work. He looks intelligent and sensitive, perhaps an artist, a loner like her, or a mystical spirit, but he is not like the other boys Yvonne knows. Yvonne dismounts the giraffe and coyly meanders over to an ostrich just to the inside of the boy. The spunky ostrich has periwinkle-colored legs and neck and a yellow beak and bulging white plumage on its romantic side. Yvonne gets up on it sidesaddle and waits. Perhaps he’ll notice her.<br /><br />Perhaps their eyes will meet. Perhaps he won’t notice her crooked nose and will find her pretty. She watches as he readies himself for the approaching ring contraption. He leans out as far as he can and snatches the brass ring and pulls himself back in. Yvonne rejoices and flashes a smile that the elated boy catches before he puts his focus back down on the brass ring that he holds in his hand. Perhaps they’ll speak now or exchange smiles again. Yvonne watches the dumbstruck boy as he contemplates the brass ring.<br /><br />He doesn’t offer up another glance. She wants to say something to him, congratulate him, ask what he’s going to do with it, but remains quiet and demure. The ride attendant comes by and straps Yvonne to her ride, dallying with the leather strap about her waist too long, and then he sidles off along the sweep, leaving Yvonne abashed. The boy tosses the brass ring into the passing metal mesh basket. The brass ring tinkles around the mesh basket and disappears down the throat to trigger the titillating clangor of its bell. The harsh, prolonged buzzer of the merry-go-round signals the end of the ride.<br />The boy gets up and without looking over, quietly steps off to the tarmac before the ride has come to a halt.<br /><br />Yvonne dismounts and sulkily weaves her way toward the center of the merry-go-round. She slips past a haughty, yellow-billed stork with stern, censoring eyes and a silly motley-green toad leaping frivolously into midair and then a ferociously fanged blue muzzle dragon. She goes to the royal carriage on the inner sweep of the merry-go-round and burrows herself aboard it. It’s an open carriage drawn by two harnessed horses in full, colorful regalia. They are gleeful steeds, with blinders on and lolling tongues.<br /><br />The body of the carriage is thickly painted in a creamy white and decorated with gilded filigree. Stenciled on the dashboard of the carriage is red and gold ribbons streaming from the beak of a blue bird and atop the front dash of the coachman seat are two mock gas lanterns. Yvonne slouches back and rests her head on the top rim of the carriage bench. She blames herself. Why did she think he would notice her? The buzzer sounds and the ride jolts and begins to rotate. Yvonne stares at the poster-like lithographic scenery panels on the façade of the inner drum. There is the Taj Mahal rising out of a mist, a plump belly dancer in bra and skirt with coin-laden hip belt posed with palms touching overhead and framed in orange flames, ancient pyramids with dwarfed camels in front of them, a fortune teller with tarot cards fanned out in front of her, the Great Wall of China snaking off through the hinterland, perky geishas fanning themselves dressed in carnation-red kimonos and gold obis, and a gilded Buddha temple, and then the Taj Mahal again and the belly dancer and so on. The band organ is playing a pompous lilt with snares and cymbals crashing in common time.<br /><br />Yvonne lounges in her carriage and envisions the figures and riders around her as a cortege leading her in a regal parade. All the animals are decked out in ceremonial finery and all of their riders have a certain stately air to them. She lingers there in her carriage and then slides down further on the bench and stares up at the canopy overhead that glitters with constellations of swirling lights.<br /><br />A boy hops in the carriage and hunkers down on the floor. He notices Yvonne and motions for her to shush as he peers back out from where he came. He’s a scrappy looking lad with dark features and black cropped hair dressed in a t-shirt with a rock band logo on it, loose blue jeans, and black sneakers. Yvonne is intrigued and curiously permissive as she remains lounging with her feet up on the front dash of the carriage.<br /><br />The boy asks her if she’s going snitch on him and she tells him no and why would she. He tells her he’s just hiding from a doofus and not to get her panties in a knot, which she says she won’t, and then he scoffs at the pedal pushers she is wearing and asks if she thinks she’s really cool. He gets up and slouches down close to her and tells her how she probably got the knickers at Markies and how all the trendy girls go to Markies so she shouldn’t be so snotty. Yvonne wants to know who he is hiding from and if he’s in trouble.<br /><br />He finally admits he’s really not hiding from anyone and that he just wanted to meet her, he thinks she’s nifty-looking. He talks to her about his friends and places he goes and things he does and then, on an impulse, he grabs her hand and tugs her away from the carriage and leads her down a sweep of figures. He tells her he knows the best ride on the merry-go-round and that they should hurry before some one else gets it. He takes her to the large stallion that leads the carousel. It’s a breathtaking palomino jumper with an aquamarine mane that’s plaited along its arched neck and with a daunting glint in its eye. The boy helps boost Yvonne up and then swoops up behind her and sits snugly behind her.<br /><br />It’s a ticklish escapade, perched atop a towering steed that races ahead in gigantic leaps and bounds. Yvonne tightens her fingers around the fluted pole as the boy wraps his arms around her midriff. She feels a strange intimacy between them, a familiarity with a boy whose body is rolling against hers. The merry-go-round whirls around in one jumbo blur like a pinwheel. There are illuminated faces and glistening figures streaming along in rows and sweeps that rise and fall in waves. Scintillating bells and whistles crackle through the air and blend harmoniously with the swooning of a carnival tune. It’s a galaxy of light and sounds spiraling off in its own world. A young girl on a leaping gazelle appears alongside Yvonne.<br /><br />The girl has rosy, pudgy cheeks and a tiny nose and a blue ribbon in her smooth, shiny hair. She holds a white cone topped with a glob of flossy, pink cotton candy. There’s the delicious burnt smell of caramel in the air. She offers Yvonne a clump of the sweet confection. Yvonne is hesitant to let go of the pole, but finally takes her hand and cautiously reaches out for the morsel just as the little girl drops back out of sight.<br /><br />Yvonne rights herself quickly to keep from falling and cling to the pole. The piercing buzzer shoots through Yvonne like an electric shock. She is winded and tries to catch her breath as the ride slows down and comes to a standstill. The boy leans up close to Yvonne’s ear and asks her if the ride wasn’t the most wildest and stupendous one ever, and with that said, he hopped down and scurried away without another word.<br /><br />Yvonne is stranded atop an inanimate palomino that’s fixed at the apex of its jump. The ride empties around her leaving her alone with just the lifeless figures. There’s an okapi with small disapproving eyes, a wistful mandrill with its purple and scarlet facial markings, a peacock with its tail fanned out, dotted with emerald eyes and, beyond that, a lupine leer. There is a tinny, cartoonish tune blaring away that Yvonne finds almost silly.<br /><br />She slides down off the stallion and plans to leave when her girlfriends swarm around her, all agog and drawing Yvonne along with them to their special rendezvous spot on the merry-go-round. The special rendezvous spot is a sleigh-like chariot with a front and back bench located on the center row of the merry-go-round. The benches are covered with cinnamon-colored Naugahyde simulating leather. The girls settle in the chariot and gaga over how the boy really wanted Yvonne and how he couldn’t keep his hands off of her. They ask Yvonne what it was like. Yvonne tells them that the boy thought it was stupendous, but isn’t sure what that meant.<br /><br />Next to Yvonne is her best friend packed in a preppy, pleated skirt and black leggings and covered by a layer of sweaters. Behind her in the back bench is grungy Sally with the black cowl of her hoodie over her head and next to Sally is the athletic Molly wearing her fashionable midnight blue gym shorts, teal tee shirt and running shoes with neon-blue piping and mauve laces. They chatter, noisily, as the merry-go-round gradually repopulates around them with a fresh batch of riders. The alarming buzzer cues the riders to be ready and the floor jerks into motion and starts to rotate.<br /><br />The ride attendant waits on the concrete floor of the inner well for the ride to get up to speed and then grabs hold of a passing pole and mounts the revolving floor in an oafish twirl. He makes a beeline to the chariot where the girls are to collect their tickets. He leans in close to Yvonne to retrieve hers. He smells of beer and cigarettes. He asks her if she enjoyed the last ride and tells her how he has something that will really make her ride exciting. Yvonne gags by his advances and tells the creep to get lost.<br /><br />The addled attendant looks at Yvonne a second and then smirks and slithers off down the sweep. The girls squeal in hysterics over Yvonne’s newly found attitude as a group of boys gather around them. They’re school-chums, the whiz kid, the air-guitarist, the jock, and the pretty boy, and they exchange persiflage with the girls and hang out with them. The whiz kid stands next to Yvonne and explains to her how merry-go-rounds are built starting from the laying of tracks in the pit to the rods and cranks of the overhead mechanical framework. Yvonne listens politely, though she feels he’s missing the whole point of the ride and is about to tell him so when the air-guitarist dude slides in, pushing the whiz kid away.<br /><br />The air-guitarist frenziedly pantomimes the playing of an electrical guitar in front of Yvonne just as she espies the boy in black snickers skulking down a sweep of figures on the other side of the merry-go-round. She watches as the boy ducks into the white swan chariot and disappears. She feels a sense of humiliation and loathing and then perturbed with the air-guitarist who is head-banging in front of her as he pretends playing a guitar to the refrains of "Waiting for the Robert E. Lee." She tells him he’s a dork. She feels bad about that, but before she can take it back the tall, sinewy jock shoves the air-guitarist off his spot.<br /><br />The jock tells Yvonne that he will be playing basketball Thursday night and she has to come and watch him play. Yvonne hears the titillating clangor of the bell and looks about the area and sees Bess, a string-bean with a sable-like bob, standing next to the boy in the beige windbreaker near the arcade. It’s a pungent sight and disheartening and she grimaces. The jock asks her if she likes basketball and she answers yes and he proceeds to tell her that the Thursday night game is at seven, but she should get there early to watch him warm up. She tells him she’s busy that night which is a lie, but she didn’t know what else to say since she isn’t feeling well and wants to be left alone. The pretty boy joins the jock.<br /><br />The pretty boy needs to know from Yvonne if he had made a good impression on one of Yvonne’s acquaintances and before she could quiz him on it, he begins chatting with the jock about his recent encounter. Her best friend had left the chariot and is now speaking with the ride attendant and pointing over toward Yvonne. Yvonne glowers at her friend knowing her friend is setting her up with the attendant just to make her feel more like a floozy. As the boys chatter, Yvonne leans her head back and rests it on the top edge of the bench. She stares up at the pavilion roof that is spinning backwards overhead.<br /><br />She rolls her head to the side and sees herself in the mirror. She has a narrow oblong face with a large crooked nose. Her insides are buzzing and spinning with all sorts of strange sensations. The titillating bell rings. And he is nowhere to be found, Yvonne says to herself.<br /><br />Yvonne gets up and squeeze out past the two conversing boys and escapes down the sweep of figures. She heads against the flow of the revolving floor and totters as she walks. She finds herself in the midst of a birthday party with a covey of youngsters yo-yoing on their rides. The birthday party is for a pretty little girl dressed in a white ruffled dress on the unicorn with her dad attending her. The girl seems quite pleased with it all.<br /><br />Yvonne gives the little girl a tiny smile and heads on. She passes a young lad, decked out in cowboy gear with a black Stetson hat. He sits atop a galloping horse that’s also outfitted in western gear. The lad frantically whips the figure about its neck with the leather reins trying to get it to giddy-up faster. Yvonne stops and gapes at Sally, the fashionable athlete, who’s joined the air-guitarist in front of the band organ. The two strum away on their make-believe guitars to the blasting music coming from the cabinet.<br /><br />Such an odd couple, it’s just not right, not right, Yvonne feels. Behind the cowboy flogger is an old blowzy gal with smeared rogue and lipstick on her face, a tattooed ankle, and a shabby toy doll on her lap, cackling as she rides on a jumper. Yvonne averts her eyes and sees the ride attendant slinking along the sweep, ogling her as he collects tickets. She moves on. She comes to her grungy friend, Molly, who is standing precariously on the shoulders of the jock that has her ankles locked in his hands.<br /><br />The jock is teetering on top of a glistering hippopotamus as Molly shouts and whoops boastfully. It’s crazy, just crazy Yvonne feels, and far too dangerous. She comes to an empty hollow on the ride. She glances back and sees the ride attendant talking to the pretty birthday girl. It’s sickening, just sickening. She grabs hold of a pole and bends her head back to stare at the bright nodes of lights running along the arms of the canopy. She closes her eyes tight and lets herself be pulled away by the invisible force. The specter of a huge black octopus swoops down over her.<br /><br />The silenced buzzer startles Yvonne and she opens her eyes and looks warily around. The mechanical ride comes to a standstill. The riders dismount and trample off. There is an eerie moment of stillness, as if the world has been unplugged. The menagerie of carved and painted figures is caught fixed in place and time.<br /><br />The boy in the beige windbreaker appears and asks Yvonne if she would like to join him for a soda or something. Yvonne smiles and loosens her grip on the pole and asks if he is speaking to her. He is and she accepts. The two leave the merry-go-round and walk past the bustling crowd at the arcade and past a clown holding a cluster of colorful helium balloons and through a group of young children chasing each other around. They pass through the placid portal in the tall hedge to the park. On the other side of the portal is a hummingbird with a kelly-green chest plate that hovers in front of them.<br /><br />Yvonne views the delicacy and liveliness of the bird before it darts away. They promenade along the path which winds through the pastoral greenery. Yvonne asks him if he likes the merry-go-round and he tells her that it’s an amusing ride at best and she admits that it’s a bit crazy and then tells him how her father would to bring her there when she was young. As they walk, he tells her about people he wants to meet and places he’d like to go and things he wants to do and she tells him how she feels.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-60515377602535276242007-11-03T10:04:00.000+08:002007-11-03T10:15:41.701+08:00Gift Cards for you!Greeting all members,<br /><br />This time round Mr.Romance wish to introduce some interesting thingy which Mr.Romance found on the web.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.shopping.com/gift-cards">Shopping Gift Cards</a><br /><br />Yes, thats right.<br /><br />Those Cards which entitle you to SHOP, ENJOY, and HAPPY!<br /><br />Check out more <a href="http://www.shopping.com/gift-cards">Gifts Cards here !</a><br /><br />-----<br />For my female readers, i would recommend you to see some "<a href="http://www.shopping.com/xDN-gift_cards--skincarerx_com">Skin Care Gift Cards</a>" or "<a href="http://www.shopping.com/xDN-gift_cards--perfume_emporium">Perfume Gift Cards</a>".<br /><br />as for Male Reader, DON WORRY I NEVER FORGET YOU ALL!<br /><br />You may interested on "<a href="http://www.shopping.com/xDN-gift_cards--home_shopping_network">Home Shopping Gift Cards</a>" plus the "<a href="http://www.shopping.com/xFS?KW=home+depot+gift+card&CLT=SCH">Home Depot Gift Cards</a>".<br /><br />-----<br /><br />So, what you waiting for? Take a look on my introduction now !Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-45657116716911991682007-10-06T23:12:00.001+08:002007-10-06T23:14:12.930+08:00New Communication Portal - ChatRoom, Friendster, YouTube ALL-In-ONE<div><span class="postbody">Dear Readers,<br /><br />My Friends just setup a New Communication portal !<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="postbody"><span style="font-size: 18pt;"><span style="color: red;"><strong>TheLoveCampus.com</strong></span></span></span><br /><span class="postbody"> </span><br /><span class="postbody"> The portal having function like:</span><br /><span class="postbody"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="postbody"> 1. Friendster Interface</span><br /><span class="postbody"> 2. YouTube Function (Video Uploading/Streaming)</span><br /><span class="postbody"> 3. Blogger Function</span><br /><span class="postbody"> 4. 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MSN Chat Room Interface</span><br /><span class="postbody"> 6. 3D World Game</span></span><br /><span class="postbody"> </span><br /><span class="postbody"> And many more, and this is all <strong><span style="font-size: 24pt;">FREE!</span></strong></span><br /><span class="postbody"><strong> </strong></span><br /><span class="postbody"> Please support this by sign up with my friends portal!</span><br /><span class="postbody"> </span><br /><span class="postbody"> <span style="font-size: 18pt;"><span style="color: red;"><strong>TheLoveCampus.com</strong></span></span></span><br /><span class="postbody"><span style="font-size: 18pt;"><span style="color: red;"><strong></strong></span></span></span><br /><span class="postbody"><span style="font-size: 18pt;"><span style="color: red;"><strong>P/S: That will be great place for us to interact!</strong></span></span></span><br /><span class="postbody"><span style="font-size: 18pt;"><span style="color: red;"><strong></strong></span></span></span></div><span class="postbody"><span style="font-size: 18pt;"><span style="color: red;"><strong><br /><br /></strong></span></span></span></div> <!-- msg table end --> <div style="width: 541px; height: 33px; background-image: url(http://i1.wholivesnearyou.com/images/grad_forummsg.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat;"> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-63965293098214225892007-10-05T21:28:00.001+08:002007-10-05T21:38:54.122+08:00For the Wedding Couples!Mr.Romance is here to introduce good romance related stuff for our members again!<br /><br />And this time round, is specially for our members who will be attending <a href="http://www.weddingshowergifts.com/">wedding</a>!<br /><br />While i am on my net surfing trip, i actually encounter this site which actually offering <span><a href="http://www.weddingshowergifts.com/">Unique Wedding Gifts</a> !<br /><br />if you are wondering what to get for your friend on his life biggest event, then visit this </span><span></span><a href="http://www.weddingshowergifts.com/">Unique Wedding Gifts Store !</a><br /><br />They offering tons of <a href="http://www.weddingshowergifts.com/">Wedding Gifts </a>which i personally believe that you will be able to find one lovely items for your friend!<br /><br />So, what keep you waiting? Act now and visit this <a href="http://www.weddingshowergifts.com/">Unique Wedding Gifts Store NOW !!</a><br /><span><br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-33694316487418088052007-09-20T23:14:00.000+08:002007-09-20T23:23:46.694+08:00Holiday Tips - Australia Trip~!<p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYEw1M7zmnBMIVQphWq6FzWE0y6kWHcUz1DviUOGGrLWTpqc_oBbozCH1axRUZSkJnLow4nFbnHy6sIgEpYrZ5E4qw4lUDF3UgpLCsM3Xm8nKPJuwtOKO4CE4szXXRKVhUD39SPPJN1Sc/s1600-h/australia-sydney.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112307141726292306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYEw1M7zmnBMIVQphWq6FzWE0y6kWHcUz1DviUOGGrLWTpqc_oBbozCH1axRUZSkJnLow4nFbnHy6sIgEpYrZ5E4qw4lUDF3UgpLCsM3Xm8nKPJuwtOKO4CE4szXXRKVhUD39SPPJN1Sc/s320/australia-sydney.jpg" width="236" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-gm_AmyTfExUT8s_t3be0S3oP4S564Ia9yKwi6BON6XEu2bieiwqGcgfflOkIny6vBi9o7mjYOptl5c1gWIqYogz4pOmdhqpUxPNGSlM6fpzxZZFfPEGonK6S4DVRnRhyphenhyphenKUbB_euAzwA/s1600-h/australia-sydney.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mr.Romance Recommendation!<br /><br />Wondering where to go on this coming holiday? Hereby give out a good tips - <a href="http://www.cheaperthanhotels.com.au/Australia/Sydney/">Australia!</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112305286300420402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiskCsMyX2B3LBK0eMbRhssj-TXYhRdU3AWiQPRdrIasQ2RKAZu1FgsNXtPmbIH6N8v7FFfbCXECgCfnyM5-yZ1NUzwshOPVGalYPhfH_TlYd1gNwbLXwXGhtm1Of3Cwi26xOjvC3BlqdY/s320/operahouse.jpg" border="0" />As you all know that, Australia <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">is</span> famous on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">their</span> beautiful <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">sea view</span>, their amazing culture and of cause the CUTE <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">KOLA</span> BEAR!</p><p>Right now, on the holiday period, lot of offering is going on at Australia!</p><p>Their hotel is also having a big promotion which will let your jaw drop to the floor!</p><p>For more information on the hotel promotion, you may wish to visit the following<br /></p><div align="left"><a href="http://www.cheaperthanhotels.com.au/Australia/Sydney/">Sydney Hotels </a></div><br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://www.cheaperthanhotels.com.au/Australia/Melbourne/">Melbourne Hotels </a><br /></p><p align="left"><a href="http://www.cheaperthanhotels.com.au/Australia/Brisbane/">Brisbane Hotels </a></p>So what you waiting for right now?<br /><br />Visit the hotel booking page now, booking your trip there now!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-70239892706804355042007-09-16T08:28:00.000+08:002007-09-16T08:29:20.591+08:00Male or Female . Honor or Pride . Choice on You!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Girl are MAN Slave?<br />Man forever the Master, while Girl the Slave?<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fight for the Honor or Pride Now!<br /><br />Show People what you can do!<br /><br /><br /></span></div><p align="center"><strong>Welcome to King or Queen Zone!</strong></p><p align="center">Honor or Pride . 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Hereby, hope you all enjoy it! Cheers!</span><br /><br />********** PART 31 **********<br />“Order SechsKies!” yelled Ji Won.<br />“Ooh, ooh,” said Jae Duc. “I want some kimbab!”<br />Ji Won glared at him. Jae Duc shuts up. “Now I want to talk to all of you about Min Sung. He’s only been here for a few months but he had saved my life twice and not to mention, Sung Hoon’s.” Sung Hoon slapped Min Sung on the back and smiled.<br />“Now,” continued Ji Won. “What do you want Min Sung? A car, money, women? Tell us and it’s yours.”<br /><br />“Yeah,” said Sung Hoon. “Just name it buddy and it’s yours.”<br />I thought about it for a while. The only thing I wanted was Ji Won but I couldn’t say that. Since he was suspecting me so much there was only one thing I should ask for. “I want a woman,” I told them. They all opened their mouths in shock.<br />“Alright Min Sung, you dog!” yelled Sung Hoon, breaking the silence. “At least you’re proving to us that you’re a man now!”<br /><br />“Okay,” said Ji Won slowly. “Who’s the girl?”<br />“So Kyung Hee,” I announced.<br />I saw Sung Hoon’s smiling face turn mad.<br />“Who do you want?” Sung Hoon asked me in disbelief.<br />I repeated myself. “So Kyung Hee.”<br /><br />Sung Hoon grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. “Out of all the girls you could have picked, why her?” he yelled at me. I knew Sung Hoon liked Kyung Hee but Kyung Hee was the only person that could help me. “I happen to like her too,” I answered him. “Besides, you all said I can have anything I want, and I want Kyung Hee.”<br /><br />“He’s right,” said Ji Won softly. “We can’t go back on our words.” Ji Won clapped his hands for attention. “So Kyung Hee now belongs to Ahn Min Sung. Anyone from SechsKies who touches her, the penalty is death.”<br /><br />Su Won and Ji Yong had to hold Sung Hoon back from attacking me. “I thought you were my friend!” he yelled as they took him away. I sighed and headed for my room.<br />Ji Won looked at Min Sung as he was walking away. “Min Sung.”<br />“Yes hyung?”<br /><br />“Are you sure that’s what you want?”<br />“Yes hyung. I’ve never been more sure in my life.” Then Min Sung left.<br />When I made it back into my room, Kyung Hee was in there waiting for me. “What the hell is going on?” she asked me. I knew it was time to tell her my story. When I finished, she was bawling like a baby. I handed her a tissue.<br /><br />“Th..that is s..so..romantic,” Kyung Hee said, sobbing.<br />I patted her head as she leaned on me. “No, it’s not.”<br />“So you’re not going to tell Ji Won who you really are?”<br />I shook my head. “It wouldn’t matter anyways.”<br /><br />“How do you know? If he knows you’re still alive, who knows? He might fall in love with you.”<br />“Maybe,” I began slowly. “But then he’d love me out of pity and not out of love. I don’t want that.”<br /><br />“Oh.” Kyung Hee stared at the floor. “I wonder if Mickey really likes me.”<br />“What?!” I asked in surprise.<br />She looked at me sheepishly. “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mickey and I are beginning to fall for each other.”<br /><br />“Why didn’t you tell me?”<br />“I didn’t have a chance to. Besides, it just happened.”<br />“I’m sorry Kyung Hee.”<br />“It’s okay,” she said as she hugged me. “We’ll just have to put our little romance on hold for a while. You’re more important.”<br />“No, I’ll go tell-“<br /><br />My words were cut off by my lack of air. This time my attack was worser than it ever had been before. Kyung Hee stared at me frightened. “Mina! What’s happening?” “C..can’t breathe…” I managed to say. She lifted me up.<br />“Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital.”<br />“Don’t let the others see me,” I said to her before I collapsed into total darkness.<br /><br />********** PART 32 **********<br />Slowly I began to open my eyes. I closed them instantly because the light reflecting me was so bright. Am I on the other side? I wondered. I managed to squint my eyes open. I found myself strapped to a pulse racer machine and an IV fluid was hooked up to me. I started to look around my room. I was in a hospital and I saw that my door was open slightly ajar. Then I heard 2 voices talking and I began to eavesdrop.<br /><br />“It’s a miracle that she’s still alive,” said the doctor.<br />“Is she going to be okay?” Kyung Hee asked him.<br />“Well, according to these test results, her heart will expire any time now. We need to get her a heart transplant soon because she’s past overdue for 2 years already. I made some calls and there is a matching donor for her in England.”<br />“I’ll have to talk to her about it.”<br /><br />“Please do,” said the doctor. “It’s her only hope of living.”<br />Kyung Hee slowly entered my room. She stared at me with wide eyes. “You heard everything Mina?” I nodded my head weakly and took the air respirator off my mouth. “You can tell him to forget about it. I’m not going to England for a couple of months to get surgery.”<br />Kyung Hee ran over and shook me. “Mina, are you crazy? You have to or you’ll die.”<br />“No,” I told her stubbornly. “It was so hard for me to find Ji Won and I won’t let go of him just like that.”<br /><br />Kyung Hee began to cry. “I don’t want you to die though.”<br />I looked at her sadly. “You’re a good friend Kyung Hee. I know you’ll be the perfect girl for Sung Hoon.” I yanked the IV tube off my arm. “Come on. Let’s go home.”<br />A little over a month later…<br /><br />My heart condition began to grow worse. My attacks became more frequently and undetected. It would happen during odd times like when I’m showering or having dinner with the SechsKies guys. Luckily Kyung Hee was always there by my side to cover for me. Sung Hoon hated me. I can tell by the way he acts. He probably thinks that Kyung Hee really likes Ahn Min Sung (that’s me). What he doesn’t know is Kyung Hee truly does love him and it breaks her heart seeing him go out with other girls. I think he’s doing that to make her jealous.<br /><br />As for Ji Won, he began to grow distant towards me. He wouldn’t talk to me much and he’s been depressed about something lately. I wish I could know what was bothering him because it hurts me to see him sad like that. Secrets are definitely hard to keep. Especially ones that you have to cover everyday. I should have known that my disguise and heart attacks would be exposed soon but it just came to me unexpectedly…<br /><br />********** PART 33 **********<br />June 15, 1999<br />Ji Won was in his depressed state again. There was this empty void inside him that he couldn’t erase. It was a recurring pain that never seemed to end. He felt lonely. Whenever he sees Min Sung and Kyung Hee together, it disturbs him. He could’t figure out what it was but he kept finding something wrong with the picture. Then a knock came on his door. “Come in,” he said, without bothering to see who it was.<br /><br />I entered Ji Won’s room holding a tray of food. Now these days since he was in his isolated stage, he didn’t eat much anymore. I was beginning to worry. I didn’t have much time left with him so I wanted to take care of him the best I could with the time I still had left. “Hyung? Are you hungry? I brought you some food.”<br /><br />Ji Won turned around to see who it was. It was Min Sung. “Just put it down.” Min Sung placed it down before Ji Won. Ramyun, mee-yuk-gook, rice, and curry. ‘How does he know I like these food?’ Ji Won thought. “Take it away I don’t want it.”<br />“But hyung, you haven’t ate for days. Please eat a little bit.”<br /><br />“I said take it away!” Ji Won yelled, his anger exploding. He knocked over the tray of food. It ended up spilling all over Min Sung. Ji Won and Min Sung stared at each other. Neither of them knew what to say. Min Sung leaned over to clean up the spilled food and then left. Ji Won fell back in his chair. He ran his hands through his hair frustrated. Min Sung was too much like Mina that it was driving him crazy. Ji Won knew he was out of line though, so he began to walk to Min Sung’s room to apologize.<br /><br />What a mess, I thought as I stripped out of my clothes. I soaked myself into a hot water bath, hoping it could wash away all my troubles. When I was done with my bath, I wrapped myself up in a towel and got out of the tub. Then I heard my room door open and then close. Must be Kyung Hee, I thought as I began to put my clothes on.<br /><br />Ji Won entered Min Sung’s room, not knowing what to say. He wasn’t good at apologizing. He looked around and didn’t see Min Sung anywhere. Then he heard the sound of water draining. He figured Min Sung must be in the bathroom. Ji Won opened the door slightly and saw Min Sung’s bare back. He shuts the door quietly and began to leave. He planned to apologize later but then his mind began to sort out what he had just saw. Min Sung’s back had an ‘E’ on it. Ji Won breaks the open the door to the bathroom.<br /><br />I was buttoning up my long sleeve shirt when my door suddenly opened. I stared at Ji Won in shock but then remembered I wasn’t completely dressed yet. I buttoned up the remaining buttons and then faced him. “Hyung!” I said surprised. “What are you doing here?” I caught Ji Won looking down at my shirt. I had buttoned it all wrong and a great deal of my body was showing. Oh hell, I thought. “Hyung, I can explain-“ I began to tell him but I never had a chance to.<br /><br />Ji Won stared at Min Sung’s exposed body. Without thinking, he ripped open Min Sung’s shirt finding that Min Sung was indeed a woman. Min Sung stood still, stunned at what Ji Won had just did. He turned Min Sung’s back to him. There it was. His ‘E.’ “M...Mina?” he asked uncertainly, afraid to hope.<br /><br />I didn’t know what I was more embarrassed from. Letting Ji Won see me exposed or being caught. In all my life I had never been angry at Ji Won but I didn’t know why I reacted impulsively. As I held my shirt together, I slapped Ji Won across the face hard with my other hand. His head snapped to the side. He held his cheeks as he turned to face me. “How could you do this to me Ji Won?” I asked him screaming. “Get out! Get out!” I started to push him out the door.<br /><br />Ji Won was in shock. Mina, he thought. He grabbed her arms as she pushed him out. “Mina, don’t! Is it really you?”<br />I glared at him. As if he knew, Ji Won took off his jacket and puts it around my shoulders. I zipped it up, covering myself. “Yes Ji Won, it is me Mina.”<br />“But I thought you were dead.”<br />“I didn’t die. I faked my death.”<br />“Why?”<br /><br />“So I could go to Korea.”<br />“You came all the way from Hawaii to find me? Why didn’t you just tell me who you are?”<br />Ji Won looked at Mina, who had tears coming out of her eyes. He was about to brush them off for her but then Mina pushed his hand away. “That’s the only way I could do to be with you. Join SechsKies.” Ji Won stared at Mina as she continued talking. “After you left me all alone in Hawaii, my life became so miserable. Not because of my stepmom, but because of you. I finally found a way to leave Hawaii to find you. I was so happy when I thought about how I could see you again. I thought-“<br /><br />Ji Won began to feel a rush of mixed emotions. Mina’s words made him sad but seeing her alive in front of him, made him want to hold onto her and never let her go. He paused to let her continue. "-I thought that we could be together like we were….oppa and dongsang in Hawaii. But obviously, I was wrong. You had all those girls around you that you’ve completely forgotten about me.”<br /><br />Ji Won felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. Each one of Mina’s words stabbed him like a knife. “Mina, you don’t understand. I-“ Mina didn’t wait for his explanation and ran. Ji Won chased after her.<br /><br />“Mina!” he yelled as he chased her out of the hotel.<br />“Hyung,” said Su Won as he saw Ji Won ran by him. Ji Won pushed him out of the way.<br />Kyung Hee ran up the 5 Kies. “What happened?”<br />Su Won shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. Ji Won was chasing Min Sung and kept screaming Mina.”<br /><br />Kyung Hee stumbled back and Sung Hoon caught her. ‘Oh no, poor Mina,’ she thought. She turned around to see Sung Hoon looking at her sadly. Kyung Hee moved close to him and held onto him tight. Neither one of them lets go<br /><br />********** PART 34 **********<br />June 16, 1999<br />It was 3 a.m. and Ji Won had lost Mina. As he chased her down the streets he lost track of where she ran off to. “Mina!” he continued shouting. His cries echoed throughout the streets. A lot of people heard him yelling. So did the Black Dragons.<br /><br />Tae Won silently crept behind Ji Won. Ji Won was all alone. Tae Won gave an evil smile. He had a plan. He and his sidekick began to set up a trap for Ji Won, which they knew he would fall for.<br />“Mina!” I covered my ears. I didn’t want to hear Ji Won’s voice. I was so confused. All I ever wanted was to be with Ji Won but now it’s all complicated. I leaned back against the alley wall. I needed time to think.<br /><br />Ji Won ran through the alleys as he continued searching for Mina. Then he ran into Tae Won. Out of the darkness, Tae Won stepped out. “Looking for someone?” he asked.<br />“Yeah,” said Ji Won, glaring at him. “I’m looking for Min Sung.”<br />“The punk that stabbed me?” Tae Won asked furiously.<br />“Yeah.”<br /><br />“I got him.”<br />“You do?” Ji Won asked surprised. “Hand him over!”<br />“There he is,” said Tae Won, pointing to a figure up ahead. From the back it did look like Min Sung but little did Ji Won know that it was all a setup.<br /><br />“Mina?” Ji Won whispered as he approached the person. It was a Black Dragon member. He grabbed a hold of Ji Won around the neck and began shooting Ji Won continually in the stomach.<br />I looked out from where I was hiding when I heard gunshots. “Ji Won!” I screamed as I ran out from where I hid. My scream threw the Black Dragon member off guard. Seeing his chance, Ji Won grabbed the gun from him and shot him in the head. He fell to the floor dead. Tae Won started to run away but Ji Won aimed a shot directly at his heart. Tae Won fell down dead too.<br />Ji Won looked at me and then collapsed to the cold ground. He wasn’t able to hold on any longer. Rain began to pour.<br /><br />“Ji Won!” I screamed, shaking him. He was still breathing but barely. I lifted Ji Won up on my back and carried him to a nearby hospital. The rain drenched us and it grew hard for me to carry him because of the weight. However, I managed to make it. They rushed him into the emergency room. Four hours later the doctor came out.<br />“How is he?” I asked as I ran up to him.<br /><br />“He was shot 4 times in the stomach region. As you know, a person needs at least one kidney to survive but both of his are destroyed. Unless we can find a donor, he’ll have to die.” “Give him mine,” I told the doctor right away.<br />“Are you sure?” I nodded my head. “Because of your heart condition, if we have this operation that means you can die instantly during the transfer.”<br /><br />I nodded my head again. “I understand. Please let’s have the operation now.”<br />They tested me and luckily I was compatible with Ji Won. Six hours later the surgery was completed. It’s a miracle that I’m still alive. I knew not for long though.<br />I woke up finding myself in a hospital bed with Ji Won on a bed next to me. He was still in a coma. I got out of bed and went near him. I stroked his hair gently as I bent down to kiss him. “I love you Ji Won,” I whispered to him. Then I left the room, going to the last place I wanted to be.<br /><br />********** PART 35 **********<br />Ji Won began to wake up. He looked around and realized he was in a hospital room. Slowly his door began to open and the rest of SechsKies entered his room. “Hyung?” asked Sung Hoon. “Are you okay?” Ji Won nodded his head weakly as he pulled himself up. “I’m okay now.”<br />Jae Jin walked over to his bedside. “We’re so sorry Matthew hyung. We didn’t know what happened until this morning. We got revenge for you though when we wiped out the entire Black Dragon hideout.”<br /><br />“It’s okay,” he told them softly as they all bowed down.<br />Then a knock came to his door. The doctor came in. “Oh good, you’re awake,” he said.<br />Ji Won looked at him. “Thanks for saving me Doc.”<br />“No need to thank me. Your girlfriend is the one who saved your life.”<br />Ji Won began to panic. “What did she do?”<br /><br />“She could have gotten a chance to go to England to get a heart transplant but she decided to stay to give you her kidney instead.”<br />“The girl…where is she?” he asked frantically.<br /><br />The doctor looked around the room. “She was supposed to be in here-“ Ji Won got out of bed and ran out of the room, leaving everyone staring after him. “Hyung!” all the 5 Kies shouted but Ji Won had already left. He ran searching for Mina. He knew where she went.<br /><br />********** Part 36 **********<br />June 17, 1999<br />Please let Ji Won be okay, I prayed to myself silently. Hopefully my prayers will be answered. So is this the end? My heart never changed because it was still the same one I loved Ji Won with. I couldn’t bear the thought of trading it with someone else. I was so confused. Had I finished what I had really come for? What will happen to my love for Ji Won? I didn’t know these answers.<br /><br />I felt weaker and my pen fell from my fingers. I stopped my story right there. Truth is, I didn’t know how to end it so I might as well leave it unfinished. I took off my cap and clothes. I was wearing a long white flowing dress underneath. It was the kind I always wanted to wear when I thought I was going to marry Ji Won.<br /><br />My hair had grew out a little bit. It grazed my chin. I started to put on some light make up and combed my hair. I don’t know why I’m getting dressed up for but I knew I wanted to die looking like Nam Mina, and not Ahn Min Sung. I looked at my reflection again. At least I look like a girl now, I thought with a little laugh.<br /><br />When I was done, I leaned against the hard rock and wrapped my arms around it, pretending it was Ji Won. Then I heard a voice yelling out my name. “Mina!” I recognized the voice. Ji Won. I smiled, knowing at least he’ll be the last person I’ll see before I go.<br />Ji Won looked around the beach and saw a figure in a white dress. ‘Mina,’ he thought as he ran towards her. It was Mina. He lifted her into his arms and onto his lap as he sat down on the rocks. ‘Mina,’ he whispered to her and kissed her on the neck and face. Tears began to fall down his face.<br /><br />All of my energy seemed to have been drained as I forced myself to open my eyes. My face felt wet but it wasn’t from my tears and it wasn’t raining either. My vision was kind of blurred and I couldn’t see Ji Won too well. I reached up to touch his face. It was wet. “Ji Won,” I whispered to him. “Please don’t cry. You’re scaring me. I’ve never seen you cry before.”<br />Ji Won looked down at Mina, through his tear-filled eyes. “I’m so sorry Mina.” “Don’t say you’re sorry,” she whispered back to him. “You’ve done nothing wrong.” Ji Won shook his head. “I’m so sorry. You’ve done so much for me and I haven’t even realized it. I haven’t done anything for you except put you through a lot of pain.”<br /><br />I reached up wipe away Ji Won’s tears. “I didn’t expect anything back from you oppa. But I want to know why did you leave me in Hawaii? I could have called the wedding off if you didn’t want to marry me.” I felt Ji Won’s grip on me tighten.<br /><br />“I didn’t mean to leave you Mina,” answered Ji Won, his voice shaking. “I couldn’t take my dad anymore. My grandpa had given me his inheritanceand I planned on taking you and Sung Hoon with me. I didn’t tell you about it because I was afraid you wouldn’t leave your family for me. When I came to your house to get you, my uncle’s men were there waiting for me and chased me to the docks. I escaped but I wanted to go back but couldn’t. I could have put your life in danger. This isn’t the first time I’ve cried Mina. I cried when I knew I was going to be separated from you.”<br /><br />Despite the pain, I managed to smile. Ji Won didn’t want to leave me, I thought. “Look Ji Wonee, I’m wearing the dress I always wanted to wear if we had gotten married.” Ji Won looked at me. “You’re beautiful Mina,” he said to me. “If everything would have gone as planned, we could have been married here in Korea.”<br /><br />One thing was still bothering me. I think I managed to hold onto my life this long because of this question. “Ji Wonee, do you love me? I mean romantically, and not as your dongsang.”<br />Ji Won looked down at Mina. She was beautiful. His heart ached when he saw how pale she was. He realized she never did knew that he had loved her all along. “Yes, Mina,” he told her. “I loved you since the first day we met. I loved you then and I had never stopped loving you.” He bent down to kiss her.<br /><br />My heart was deepened to a warm bliss. Ji Won said he loved me, I told myself as I felt him kiss me. Then a cold realization washed over me but I didn’t really care. I always thought that I was hurt when I didn’t receive Ji Won’s love. Instead, I found out my pain came from when I didn’t give Ji Won enough love. I haven’t told Ji Won I loved him yet.<br />“Ji Won,” I said to him as he looked down at me. “Thank you for making my dream come true by saying that you love me. I know you’re lying and just saying it to repay me but you didn’t have to. I did it all because I-I-“<br /><br />I was losing my voice. Not now, please, I prayed as tears fell down my face. I need to tell him before I go. I reached into my pocketand pulled out the white marble stone Ji Won had given to me when I was Min Sung. I pointed towards the ocean to make Ji Won look. I threw the stone with all my remaining strength. It skipped 3 times. ‘Perfect,’ I thought as I closed my eyes for the last time.<br /><br />As Ji Won listened to what Mina was saying, he was stunned still. He couldn’t believe his ears. She thought he was saying he loved her as payment of what she had done for him. More tears fell down his face as he shook his head. Then when Mina pointed out to the ocean, Ji Won saw her throw the stone he had given her. It skipped 3 times. I love you. Ji Won smiled, knowing that Mina loved him too.<br /><br />He had known that she had loved him all along but she never told it to him either. “Mina, you don’t understand. I do love you!” he shouted. Then Ji Won looked down at her. She had passed on. “Mina?” He shook her gently. Her body was still and completely lifeless. “Mina!” he screamed in pain. He held onto her tightly, burying his face into her neck. He was crying so loudly and painfully that both their bodies shook.<br /><br />Sung Hoon and the others finally made it to where Ji Won and Mina was. They circled Ji Won, who was bent over holding someone they couldn’t see. “Hyung,” said Sung Hoon as he put his hand on Ji Won’s shoulder. “Are you okay? Where’s Min Sung?” Ji Won lifted his head up and Sung Hoon saw who Ji Won was holding. He fell back into the sand shocked. “M…Mina?” he asked in disbelief.<br /><br />“Mina?” the others repeated.<br />“Min Sung is Mina?” asked Ji Yong.<br /><br />Ji Won nodded his head. “She dressed up as a guy to join SechsKies to be with me.”<br />“You’re right, Mickey. Mina did love Matthew hyung,” said Jae Duc quietly.<br /><br />Sung Hoon got up and hugged both Ji Won’s and Mina’s bodies tightly. “Why?” he asked crying. Everyone remained silent. Ji Won shook his head. He moved away from Sung Hoon and turned to face all of them. “SechsKies is my family. You guys are all like my brothers. Please be my witness as I make this promise to Mina.”<br /><br />They nodded their heads sadly and listened.<br />“Mina,” Ji Won began. “When you were alive, I was never able to tell you that I loved you. Now that you’re gone, you don’t believe I love you. Even though I never showed you the kind of love you wanted me to, it doesn’t mean I didn’t love you with all I have.” Ji Won paused and yanked off the ring around his necklace. “With SechsKies here as my witnesses, I, Eun Ji Won, take Nam Mina as my wife ‘til eternity. I have nothing to give you Mina except my heart, which belonged to you from the first day we met.”<br /><br />He kissed her lips as he slipped on the ring. The others watched him in silence. They were surprised when because of all the time Ji Won had been their leader, he had never used his real name Ji Won before. They knew he was serious. When it was over, Ji Won lifted Mina up into his arms as he stood up. “As your leader, I have a final announcement to make. I am quitting SechsKies.”<br /><br />“What?” they all asked in disbelief.<br />“Hyung,” said Su Won. “Please reconsider.”<br />Ji Won shook his head. “This is the second time Mina left me. I really can’t go on as your leader. The person I loved the most is taken away from me too soon and she died not knowing that I truly do love her.”<br /><br />The others understood what Ji Won meant. Jae Jin walked up to Ji Won. “What do you plan to do then Matthew?”<br /><br />“I don’t know,” he answered. I’ll be somewhere where I’ll always be with Mina and constantly remind her that I love her. And as for SechsKies, with all the money and businesses we have, I don’t see any reason why we have to commit any more crimes. We each have enough money to spend for the rest of our lives already.”<br />They all nodded.<br /><br />Ji Won placed a hand on Sung Hoon’s shoulder. “Sung Hoon,” said Ji Won.<br />“Yes hyung?” asked Sung Hoon. “If you do love Kyung Hee, tell her before it’s too late.”<br />Sung Hoon nodded. “I will.”<br />Ji Won looked at his 5 brothers for the last time. “This final meeting of SechsKies is now adjourned. I wish you all the best and hope you do find your true love because I have. Good bye.”<br /><br />Ji Won picked up Mina’s book and scribbled something into it. When he was done, he placed it down back on the rock. Then Ji Won lifted Mina’s body up into his arms as he walked away.<br />“Hyung!” shouted Sung Hoon. “Where are you going?”<br /><br />Ji Won continued walking and didn’t answer him. The 5 Kies watched their leader walk towards the sunset carrying his bride and disappeared. They picked up the book to see what Ji Won had written. The last entry of Mina's story was,<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">“True love never has an ending.”</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-88716179740574057382007-09-14T08:54:00.000+08:002007-09-14T08:57:25.784+08:00Long Love Stories: "What loveLove Worth You Did For" *Part 23 - 30*Special Release 7 Part Long Stories!<br />********** PART 23 **********<br />Meanwhile back in the hotel lobby…<br />After Sung Hoon and the others gave the new recruits instructions and about the meeting, they all went back to their rooms. “You think there’s something wrong with Matthew hyung?” asked Jae Jin. “Yeah,” said Jae Duc. “Did you see the way he held the new guy?” They began to shudder.<br /><br />“No, it’s nothing,” answered Sung Hoon.<br />“You think maybe Matthew is gay?” asked Ji Yong.<br />“You’re the one who looks gay,” said Jae Duc, jokingly.<br />“Shut up!” yelled Ji Yong as he punched Jae Duc lightly.<br /><br />The others began to laugh. Then Su Won said, “Could be though. I never saw him ‘be’ with a girl before.” Sung Hoon lets out a sigh. “Okay, I’ll tell you guys the real deal. But don’t let this get back to Matthew okay?” They all nodded and leaned forward to hear the story.<br />“It was like 5 years ago when Matthew hyung met this girl named Nam Mina….”<br />“She a babe?” asked Jae Duc, interrupting. Sung Hoon gave him a look. “Yes, Duc-ee, she’s a babe.”<br /><br />“Oh, okay,” said Jae Duc. “Continue.”<br />“Anyways, Matthew knew her before he met me. It turns out that she was the first person who ever really cared about him and Matthew fell in love with her. But you know how hyung is. He could never tell anyone exactly what’ s on his mind or how he feels. Instead of saying he wants Mina to be his girlfriend, he said he wants her to be his dongsang-“<br />“That’s stupid!” yelled Jae Duc, interrupting Sung Hoon. “Why he say that for? She’s a babe!”<br />“Sh..!” yelled Jae Jin, Ji Yong, and Su Won at Jae Duc.<br /><br />Sung Hoon continued. “Well, Matthew ended up having this blood ceremony with her. They scarred each other’s back with their initial. It looks like a blood tie but later on I found out it was his symbol of promised love-“<br />“Ow..that must have hurt,” said Jae Duc, as he hugged himself. Jae Jin smacked him on the head for interrupting again.<br /><br />“I think they knew each other for a year before they met me. At first I thought Mina was cute, but then by the way Matthew acts, I can tell she was off limits. See, Mina had this heart condition where air would suddenly be closed off and she couldn’t breathe. The only way to get air in was by this respirator-“<br /><br />“The one hyung always carry?” asked Jae Duc.<br />“Yes Duc-ee,” said Sung Hoon, rolling his eyes. “Anyways, it was either that or mouth to mouth. Once when Matthew went collecting shells for Mina, I was walking along the shores with her. One of her attacks came on. I freaked out of course, but I knew what to do. I laid her down and I was about to give her CPR but then Matthew ran the speed of light and knocked me into the ocean and he gave her CPR.” The others started laughing.<br /><br />“Dang, ain’t he a Romeo?” said Jae Duc, laughing.<br />Sung Hoon smiled. “It’s cause he loves Mina and didn’t want any other guy touching her. I mean, during school, if any guy talks about wanting to date her, Matthew made sure he didn’t. Oh yeah, Matthew hyung hasn’t always been Matthew. His real name is Ji Won. The ‘M’ scar on his back stands for Mina, not Matthew.” The others opened their mouths in shock. They never knew Ji Won had been this much in love before.<br />“How romantic,” whispered Jae Duc.<br /><br />“Shut up hyung,” said Ji Yong. “Quit interrupting!”<br />“Okay, okay,” said Jae Duc, blocking himself from Jae Jin’s hand.<br />Sung Hoon began talking. “If there are no more interruptions, then I’ll continue.” He paused for a second and then continued. “The day before Matthew and I made it to Korea, he and Mina were supposed to get married. Matthew didn’t like his dad and there was this feud in their family on who gets the grandpa’s inheritance.<br /><br />Matthew got it, of course, and he took it all and left Hawaii. He took me and he was planning on taking Mina too. When he went to her house though, his uncle’s men were guarding the place and he couldn’t take her. He ended up leaving Hawaii without saying goodbye to Mina.” All of them remained silent.<br />Then Su Won spoke. “Last year hyung sent me out to get some news on Nam Mina. She had died drowning.”<br /><br />Sung Hoon nodded. “Yeah but Matthew and I think she committed suicide. He think it’s because Mina can’t handle living with her stepmom, who always abuse her. If you ask me, I think Mina committed suicide because Matthew left her without any reason. I think hyung thinks that too but he won’t say it. I think he blames himself for her death and since then he hasn’t been the same. He used to be nicer and not this touchy. Also that’s why he’s never been with another girl. I mean, we see him flirt with other girls but none of us actually see him ‘be’ with another girl right?”<br /><br />The others nodded in agreement. Sung Hoon continued. “About this new boy today. I think Matthew is losing it. He probably thinks when he sees the boy he is see-“ Sung Hoon stopped talking as he looked up. He finished his sentence with a “-See you later!” and he ran off.<br /><br />********** PART 24 **********<br />The others looked up surprised. Jae Jin smacked Jae Duc on his head. “What?” asked Jae Duc. “I didn’t interrupt!” “It’s not Duc-ee’s fault,” said Ji Yong. “Look.” Ji Yong pointed to where Sung Hoon ran off too.<br /><br />“Aigo,” said Jae Jin. “It’s that same waitress babe.”<br />“See?” said Jae Duc. “It’s cause of a girl, not me. You hit me by mistake.”<br />“No, it’s not a mistake. I still wanna smack your head cause it makes this cool hollow sound,” replied Jae Jin as he smacked Jae Duc on his head again.<br />“So, wanna go out sometime?” Sung Hoon asked Kyung Hee, leaning near her. She rolled her eyes at him.<br /><br />She answered flatly, “No” and began to leave.<br />Sung Hoon held onto her arm. “Come on babe. X-mas is next month and don’t be a scrooge.”<br />Then suddenly, Kyung Hee gave him a seductive smile. “I guess. How about we go out on November 31 then?”<br /><br />Sung Hoon gave her a sexy smile back. “It’s a date then,” he answered, letting her go. The other 4 walked up to him.<br />“How’d it go Mickey?” asked Su Won.<br />“Hey, hey, what can I say?” answered Sung Hoon *bleep*ily. “I’m the man!”<br />Jae Jin gave him a high-five.<br /><br />“Alright!” yelled Jae Duc. “When you 2 going out?”<br />“November 31,” answered Sung Hoon.<br />“Uh, Mickey,” said Ji Yong.<br />“Sup Ji Yong?” said Sung Hoon.<br />“November doesn’t have a 31st.”<br /><br />“What?” asked Sung Hoon surprised. He looked at the calendar. November ended on the 30th. He looked around but Kyung Hee had already left. He started cursing while the others tried to hold back their laughter.<br />November 23, 1998<br /><br />“This meeting of SechsKies is now in session,” announced Ji Won to the main members of the group, along with the new recruits. His voice got their attention and they quickly focused their attention on Ji Won. Ji Won looked to see if Min Sung was there. He was. Ji Won gave a little smile to him. He didn’t know why but when he looks at Min Sung his mind would replace Min Sung’s face with Mina’s.<br /><br />“So any new business?” he asked the members.<br />“Yes,” answered Jae Jin. “The Black Dragons have killed some of our members and took away some of our businesses.”<br /><br />“Damn it!” yelled Ji Won as he pounded his fist on the table. “We’ll just have to see that this Black Dragon matter will be solved. Mickey you, Ji Yong, Su Won, and the 2 new recruits deal with the businesses. Jae Jin, Jae Duc, and Min Sung will come with me.” Everyone looked at Ji Won strangely.<br /><br />Sung Hoon began to speak. “Uh, hyung. You want to take Min Sung along?”<br />Ji Won glared at him. “Yeah. Anyone here have any objections?” No one answered. “Meeting adjourned,” announced Ji Won and everyone went to work.<br /><br />********** PART 25 **********<br />I followed the Black Kies to a dark alley. I was surprised Ji Won wanted to take me along, considering I was one of the weakest members. I thought I would get to work with the White Kies in businesses.<br /><br />“Hey kid,” said Jae Duc to me.<br />“What is it?”<br />He handed me a gun. “Use this to protect yourself.”<br /><br />My eyes widened as I held the cold metal. Please don’t let me use it, I prayed silently.<br />Ji Won walked over to Min Sung. “Okay, the coleaders of Black Dragons are meeting around here. You’ll recognize them by the dragon tattoos on their arms. If you see them, just shoot them as they come out.”<br /><br />“But Matthew hyung, I-“ but my words were cut off the sound of gunshots.<br />POW<br />“Get down!” yelled Ji Won as he covered me. Then he started firing. I covered my ears and watched Ji Won in disbelief. He had shot 4 people and killed 3. Ji Won stood up smiling. I couldn’t believe it. I was in love with a cold-blooded killer.<br /><br />Jae Jin and Jae Duc killed some other members and JW told them to kill every single Black Dragon member.<br />One Black Dragon member laid hurt on the ground. Ji Won pulled him up by the collar of his shirt and pointed a gun to his head. “Tell me who’s your leader punk or else I’ll blow your brains out.”<br /><br />The young boy was whimpering. I felt sorry for him. “Please don’t kill me. My leader is Eun Tae Won.” “Who the hell is that?” asked Ji Won angrily. “What the hell does he have against me?” “He’s the godson of Mr. Eun, who’s one of the heirs of the Eun Hotel Empire and he came to get the inheritance back from you.”<br /><br />I listened to what the boy was saying. I never knew that Ji Won’s uncle had a god son. From what I had heard, JiWon’s uncle had passed away 2 months ago and he had a heir. The heir is the leader of Black Dragon, I figured out.<br /><br />“That bastard,” said Ji Won. “He’s dead and he still has someone after me.” When Ji Won wasn’t looking, the Black Dragon boy had pulled out a knife, ready to stab Ji Won. I didn’t have time to think so I reacted instantly. I shot the boy. He fell back in pain but managed to get up and run away.<br />Ji Won looked at me surprised. He gave me a smile. “Good job, Min Sung,” he said walking over to me and patted me on the back. I was appalled at what I had done. I couldn’t answer him so I just handed him back the gun.<br /><br />Just then Jae Jin and Jae Duc came back to us. “Got them all hyung,” said Jae Jin smiling as he did fancy handwork with his gun.<br />“Good,” said Ji Won. “Min Sung here just saved my life. I knew it was a good idea to bring him along.”<br /><br />“Really?” asked Jae Duc. “Nice work kid.” Then he punched me lightly on the shoulder.<br />When we made it back to the hotel, I ran into my room using my respirator and swallowed a pill. Afterwards, I took a shower. I felt so dirty because what I had done. I knew this was going to be only one of the many dirty work I would have to do to stay with Ji Won.<br /><br />********** PART 26 **********<br />A few months later…<br />During this time, since I saved Ji Won’s life, he began to trust me more and confided in me with everything. I was like his new best friend. SechsKies continued traveling to many places and recruited new members. More war between SechsKies and Black Dragons broke out. Many businesses were shut down and more members were killed from both sides. All the blood shed and fighting was getting to me but I held on. All the members of SechsKies accepted me but sometimes I overhear them whisper that I’m gay. I didn’t care as long as I had Ji Won.<br /><br />April 30, 1999<br />Finally, after many days of hard work, SechsKies finally got a dayof rest. The leaders always hang out together but Ji Won always included me. We were at this fancy restaurant and were all having a good time. Jae Duc was telling us funny jokes. He stopped in the middle of a joke as he saw the Black Dragon leaders enter the restaurant.<br /><br />Tension was felt by everyone. The Black Dragons sat down across from us. Ji Won and Tae Won were giving each other glares. Underneath the tables, we pulled out our guns. I knew the Black Dragons were doing the same. We didn’t know which side fired the first shot but before we knew it, bullets were flying everywhere.<br /><br />Ji Won covered me as we ran out of the restaurant safely. We met up with the other 5 Kies in a dark alley. The Black Dragons were still chasing us.<br />“Damn it hyung! What should we do?” asked Jae Jin.<br />“Kill them all!” shouted Ji Won.<br /><br />“There are too many,” Ji Yong shouted back. “Let’s just hide out in this motel.” We all ran and hid in this cheap motel’s restaurant. The Black Dragons lost us and continued searching.<br />“I don’t believe this!” said Ji Won furiously. “I, Matthew Eun, of SechsKies have to hide down here in this *bleep*roach motel like I’m a dog or something!”<br />“Calm down,” I said to him gently, patting his back. “It’s not so bad.”<br /><br />“Yeah hyung,” said Sung Hoon. “It’s only for one night. Besides, we’ll make them pay for this.”<br />All of us looked around. There was only one bed. I could tell none of us wanted the floor because it was disgusting and reeked of something. “I ain’t taking the floor!” all of us shouted in unison.<br />“There’s only one bed though,” said Su Won.<br />“Look on the bright side,” said Jae Duc as he laid out the sheets on the bed. “At least it’s king size.”<br /><br />I nodded my head. “It’ll be tight but we’ll all have to try and fit in.”<br />Soon it was Jae Jin, Jae Duc, Ji Won, me, Sung Hoon, Ji Yong, and Su Won laying down side by side uncomfortably on the bed. We werelaying down one by one and the others looked at me strangely as I ran to be the next person who laid near Ji Won.<br />Soon everyone fell asleep except me. I made sure everyone was asleep before I made my move. I bent over to kiss Ji Won lightly on the lips. Then I laid my head down on his chest to hear his heart beat. I sighed contentedly.<br /><br />Then suddenly I felt Ji Won’s leg twitch. Oh no. I knew what he was about to do. His 360. I placed my entire body on top of his because I didn’t want to get kicked. As Ji Won did his 360, he kicked everyone except me off the bed. As always when Ji Won was done, he had a huge smile on his face. Then he held onto me tightly. I was overwhelmed with happiness.<br />The others must have been exhausted because none of them woke up except Jae Duc. He opened his eyes sleepily and said, “Huh?” “You’re dreaming,” I whispered to him. He nodded his head and went back to sleep. Soon I drifted off to sleep too.<br /><br />********** PART 27 **********<br />Next Morning…<br />May 1, 1999<br />Ji Won began to stir. He woke up finding Min Sung holding onto him tightly. Ji Won widened his eyes and gently unraveled Min Sung’s arms and legs off of him. The guys already called Min Sung gay and he didn’t want them to think he’s gay too. He sat up and saw 5 of the SechsKies leaders laying on the floor.<br /><br />Then Sung Hoon began to wake up. He sat up and looked around. “Gross! How the hell did I end up down here?” Ji Won shrugged his shoulders. Then Jae Duc woke up. “Damn, my butt hurts. It feels like someone kicked it last night.” Then one by one everyone woke up. “P.U.!,” yelled Jae Jin. “This floor stinks!” Everyone started laughing.<br /><br />“Sorry you guys,” said Ji Won laughing. “I must have done a 360 and kicked you all off.”<br />“How come you didn’t fall off Min Sung?” asked Ji Yong.<br />Uh, oh, I thought. “I did,” I answered him. “But I got back up and went to sleep on the bed again.”<br /><br />“Really?” asked Su Won. “I didn’t even know. I just went right on sleeping.”<br />Ji Won began to study Min Sung. It was weird but somehow Ji Won had a feeling that Min Sung knew he does a 360 in his sleep. ‘But that’s impossible,’ he thought to himself. ‘Only Mina knows that and why didn’t Min Sung say anything about me kicking him?’ Ji Won didn’t know what was going on with Min Sung but he knew he had to find out.<br /><br />We all got up and ready to leave the room. The coast seemed clear so we walked out unarmed. Big mistake. There was a n ambush waiting for us. “Disperse!” yelled Ji Won and we all ran our separate ways. Black Dragons chased after each one of us. I lost the Black Dragon member that was chasing me but I didn’t want to go back the hotel room without Ji Won so I turned back to get him.<br /><br />When I found Ji Won, he was backed up against the wall by a Black Dragon. It was the leader, Tae Won. He was telling Ji Won to bow down and beg for mercy but Ji Won ended up spitting in his face. Tae Won got angry and pulled the knife back to stab Ji Won in his throat. I ran as fast as I could and knocked Tae Won down. He dropped the knife and fell to the floor with me. As he fell, he used the handled of the knife to knock Ji Won unconscious. Tae Won got up glaring at me.<br />“Do you know who you’re messing with?” he asked me angrily.<br /><br />I glared at him back unflinching. “I’ll make you pay for hurting Ji Won.”<br />“Oh you must be the gay SechsKies member I’ve heard so much about,” said Tae Won laughing. “You’re afraid your *bleep* leader would die leaving you alone?”<br /><br />That made me really angry. I didn’t care that he called me gay but calling Ji Won a *bleep* ticked me off. Since he was distracted, I grabbed the hand he was holding the sword with, and made him stab himself. He cried out in shock and pain. He pulled knife out of him. Tae Won pushed me away and cuts me in the knee with his knife. I fell down and saw him raise theknife above my head. I was going to die.<br /><br />Then suddenly a voice screamed out, “Gang Rape!”<br />It made Tae Won run off. I looked over to see who it was. It was Kyung Hee screaming for the cops. I saw her looking at me sighing and walked away.<br />“Kyung Hee!” I screamed for her.<br /><br />Kyung Hee looked at me strangely as she approached me. “Do I know you?”<br />I nodded my head and motioned for her to come near me. When she did, I whispered in her ear, “It’s me, Mina.”<br />“Mina? But you’re a guy!” she yelled back at me.<br />“Look at me closely.”<br /><br />When she did, her eyes widened as she grabbed a hold of me. “Mina, it is you!” I turned her back to face me. “Please help me bring Ji Won back to the hotel.” Kyung Hee made a face of disgust.<br /><br />“What are you doing with the SechsKies leader and why are you dressed like a guy?”<br />“I’ll explain later,” I told her. We both put Ji Won’s arms around us as we carried him back. Along the way we found Sung Hoon unconscious on the ground, bleeding. I set Ji Won down gently and lifted Sung Hoon up. “Sung Hoon!” I said, shaking him. He was hurt badly. “Kyung Hee, please do me a favor. You carry Sung Hoon while I carry Ji Won.”<br /><br />Kyung Hee looked at me reluctantly but then nodded. I lifted Ji Won onto my back and carried him back to the Nam Hotel. My leg was still bleeding from the cut and I was limping. “Mina, can you carry him?” Kyung Hee asked me, concerned. “I’ll be fine,” I answered her as we made it back.<br /><br />********** PART 28 **********<br />I took Ji Won back to his room while Kyung Hee took Sung Hoon back to his. I washed Ji Won’s cuts and nursed his wounds. When he was bandaged, I sat down on the chair next to his bed.<br />Then suddenly, I couldn’t breathe. One of my attacks is coming on and I didn’t have my respirator with me. My heart was aching so painfully that I was gasping in pain. But then I remembered Ji Won had a respirator. I searched his pockets and sure enough, there it was. I started pumping it quickly and air entered my lungs.<br /><br />My vision cleared and I began to breathe easier. Then I put it back into his pocket. My touch made Ji Won stir. He began to wake up. He looked at me.<br />“Min Sung?” he asked weakly.<br />I nodded my head. “Yes, it’s me hyung.” Ji Won lifted himself up. “Where am I?”<br />“We’re back at our hotel.”<br /><br />“Oh,” Ji Won said as he looked at my leg. “What happened to your knee?”<br />I looked down at it. It was bleeding through my pants. “It’s nothing hyung. I’ll be okay in a few days.”<br /><br />“Did Tae Won do this to you?”<br />I nodded my head.<br />Ji Won pounded his fist on his desk. “Damn him! I’ll get him back.”<br />“It’s okay hyung,” I said calming him down.<br />“By the way,” he asked me suddenly, “how did you end up finding me? Weren’t you supposed to come back here by yourself?”<br /><br />His question hit me by surprise. I answered him truthfully. “I came back to look for you because I was worried you might be in danger.” I saw Ji Won look at me awkwardly and inched himself away from me. He thinks I’m gay, I thought.<br /><br />“Uh, thanks for coming back to save me then,” Ji Won said to Min Sung awkwardly. Min Sung nodded and left his room. Ji Won lets out a sigh. He loved Min Sung as a friend and definitely nothing more. He didn’t want Min Sung to have any thoughts.<br /><br />Instinctively Ji Won reached into his pocket to check to see if his respirator was still there. It was but it was different. Ji Won stared at it with wide eyes. His once filled respirator was now only half full with air. Someone had been using it.<br /><br />********** PART 29 **********<br />Later that evening Ji Won posted a note on my door telling me to meet him. It was 8 p.m. and I knocked the door to his room. “Come in,” said Ji Won. I entered his room, not knowing what he was going to say. “Follow me,” he ordered. He left the room and I followed him.<br /><br />He took me to the beach that was near our hotel. Then he walked over to a spot where there were two rocks side by side. I caught my breath. This looks exactly like our spot in Hawaii, I thought. “Come here and sit next to me, Min Sung,” said Ji Won to me, patting the rock next to him. I sat down near him and closed my eyes as I breathed in the salty sea air.<br /><br />Ji Won began to study Min Sung. ‘He looks like Mina in a way,’ he thought. ‘Could he be Mina in another form?’ Ji Won didn’t believe in reincarnation but Min Sung was too much like Mina for him. He wanted to see if somehow Min Sung was Mina so he had to test him. “Min Sung, you want to hear a story?”<br /><br />“Sure,” said Min Sung eagerly.<br />Ji Won smiled as he told his story. “There once was this rich boy who came from a messed up family. He had no friends at all. Then one day he met this little girl who became his friend. She was really nice to him, unlike his family, so he began to adopt her as his dongsang.” Ji Won paused right there to see Min Sung’s reaction.<br /><br />My smile faded when Ji Won began his story. He was talking about our life in Hawaii. Then I figured out he was testing me. The respirator, I thought. I must have drained it when I was using it so now he suspects me. I steadied myself and tried my best to give no reaction.<br />Ji Won stared at Min Sung, who appeared to have no reaction to the story. “Well what do you think?” Ji Won asked him.<br /><br />“That’s a cute story, hyung,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. Ji Won continued. “Do you know why he took extra care of his dongsang?” Min Sung shook his head no. “It’s because she has this heart problem and needed this respirator to breathe.” He took out the respirator from his pocket and showed it to Min Sung. Again no reaction.<br />“Poor girl,” said Min Sung.<br /><br />“Yes, poor girl,” said Ji Won sadly. “She died a few years later.”<br />I looked at Ji Won sadly. I knew Ji Won felt bad because of my death but since I’m no one special to him, it wouldn’t matter if he knew the truth that Mina was still alive and with him right now. Then Ji Won took out a stone and handed me one. I rubbed the white marble stone for a while. “Throw it,” he told me. I shook my head no. To me it was like a present so I didn’t throw it but just kept it in my pocket. Ji Won threw his into the ocean. It skipped 3 times.<br />“Perfect,” he said.<br /><br />“Why is it perfect?” I asked him.<br />This time I wished he would tell me the significance of the 3-skip. “When the stone skips 3 times, it means 3 words. I love you.” I looked at Ji Won in an overwhelming joy. Did Ji Won love me? He had thrown the rock and it skipped 3 times many times before. “So did the rich boy ever really loved his dongsang?” I asked Ji Won. Ji Won looked at me. “Of course he does. He has a lot of brotherly love for her.” “Oh,” I whispered softly. My heart began to ache.<br /><br />As Ji Won continued staring at the ocean, I began to walk home with a heavy heart. Ji Won began to shake his head. ‘Mina’s dead already so why am I denying that I love her?’ he thought to himself as he stared out to the ocean. “Actually, Min Sung, the rich boy loved his dongsang the first day he met her but he’s such a weak person. He never could admit his feelings for her and just waited for her to say that she loves him first.”<br /><br />Ji Won turned around and saw that Min Sung had left. ‘Oh well,’ he thought as he headed back to the hotel.<br /><br />********** PART 30 **********<br />*Since some of you wanted to hear more about Sung Hoon and Kyung Hee, this chapter is a little side story.<br />Sung Hoon woke up aching. He realized he was back at the Nam Hotel and in his room. “How did I make it back here?” he asked himself. Then he realized he was wearing nothing but his boxers. His bathroom door suddenly opened and out came Kyung Hee. “Hey!” he shouted as he pulled a blanket over to cover himself.<br /><br />Kyung Hee rolled her eyes. “It’s too late for that. I’ve seen it all already,” she told him as she yanked the blanket away.<br />Sung Hoon crossed his arms over his chest. “So you took advantage of me in my weak state?”<br />“So what if I did?” she snapped at him.<br />“That means you have to marry me and support me while I give birth to your child.” Kyung Hee could’t help but laugh.<br /><br />Sung Hoon smiled at her. ‘I guess he isn’t so bad,’ she thought. “You know,” said Sung Hoon quietly. “You didn’t have to diss me like that when you said you’ll go out with me.” Kyung Hee looked at him.<br /><br />“I had to! You were such an arrogant jerk and you wouldn’t leave me alone.”<br />“Maybe it’s because I like you too much to leave you alone,” he replied back.<br />Kyung Hee blushed a little and decided to change the subject. “Give me your arm,” she said to him. Sung Hoon’s right arm was bleeding and Kyung Hee began to wash the cut.<br />“Ow!” he yelled in pain, pulling his arm back. “That hurts.”<br />“Does it?” Kyung Hee asked him, concerned. “I’m sorry.”<br /><br />She leaned over to blow on his cut. Sung Hoon stared at her the entire time. He felt warm and shy being around her. He never felt this way for a girl before. She was nice to him and not dissing him like she usually does. He really liked that feeling. Kyung Hee gently placed his arm into a cast.<br /><br />“There,” she said. “All better.”<br />“You know,” said Sung Hoon softly. “Everyone says kisses make boo-boos feel better and go away.”<br />When Kyung Hee was nursing Sung Hoon, she developed a liking for him and his nice body was a good addition. “Really?” she asked skeptically. “I don’t believe you.”<br /><br />“Why don’t you test it out then?” he challenged her smiling.<br />“Maybe I will,” she said, flirting back. “Where does it hurt?”<br />Sung Hoon pointed to his knee. Kyung Hee kissed it. Then he pointed to his hand. She kissed it too. Slowly he pointed to his forehead, which she also kissed. He worked his way down to his nose. Kyung Hee couldn’t help but laugh as she kissed his nose lightly. Sung Hoon’s nose was broken.<br /><br />Then he pointed to his lips. Kyung Hee was about to kiss it lightly but then Sung Hoon held onto her tightly to deepen the kiss. Kyung Hee felt drawn to him so she didn’t push him away. He turned her over so she laid down on his bed, with him on top of her. His hand went under the back of her shirt and he stopped there. Kyung Hee continued kissing him and ran her fingers through his hair. Since she wasn’t stopping him, he was about to continue when…<br />*knock knock*<br /><br />‘I’m going to kill that person,’ thought Sung Hoon as he broke off the kiss. “Yeah? What is it?” he yelled.<br /><br />“Matthew wants all of us to go down to the dining room for a meeting,” said Ji Yong.<br />“Okay, I’ll be there in 5 minutes!” Sung Hoon yelled back. When he heard footsteps of Ji Yong leaving, he kissed Kyung Hee once more. “Sorry honey, I have to go but I’ll be right back.” Kyung Hee nodded and helped him into his clothes.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-50472486183798690942007-09-10T17:00:00.000+08:002007-09-10T17:01:41.467+08:00Long Love Stories: "What loveLove Worth You Did For" *Part 19 - 22*********** PART 19 **********<br />“What are you looking at?” asked Kyung Hee.<br />Whew. I let out a sigh of relief. “They’re here,” I whispered to her.<br />“Who?” she asked, looking over my shoulder.<br />“SechsKies.”<br /><br />“Oh. So you want to go serve them?” I shook my head ‘no’ quickly. Kyung Hee laughed. “Okay. Don’t get so worked up, Mina. I’ll do it.” She took a waitress pad and headed over to their table. I remained in the corner watching them.<br /><br />“Hi, my name is Kyung Hee and I’ll be your waitress today. May I take your order?”<br />All the SechsKies members looked up to the pretty, young girl who just approached them. Instantly Sung Hoon made the 2 girls on his lap move. He looked up at Kyung Hee, giving her his best smile. “I don’t know what I want for dinner, but you want to be my dessert?” The other 5 Kies members laughed while Kyung Hee rolled her eyes. “That’s so cute. Must have took you all day to think up that one huh?”<br /><br />“Ooh,” shouted Ji Yong. “This one has a mouth.”<br />Sung Hoon just smiled. “Feisty. I like it.”<br /><br />Then he pinched Kyung Hee’s side playfully. She moved away, glaring. “Hey don’t touch me!”<br />“Come on babe. Go out with me. I’ll show you a good time.”<br />“Hell no!” Kyung Hee shouted back in his face.<br /><br />Then Ji Won stood up. “Don’t talk to my friend like that,” he said in a low threatening voice. “Or else I’ll have you fired.” Ji Won’s glare made Kyung Hee move back a little bit but she answered back anyways. “You can’t fire me! I quit!”<br /><br />She handed Jae Jin her apron and pad and stomped over to me in the dark corner. “Stupid, lousy jerks,” she whispered to me. “I know,” I whispered back, patting her shoulder. Suddenly, I caught Ji Won staring at me. I didn’t know what to say or do so I just left.<br /><br />********** PART 20 **********<br />Ji Won stared at the girl who was talking to Kyung Hee. ‘She looks like Mina,’ he thought. ‘But can’t be.’<br />“Hyung,” said Sung Hoon. “What are you looking at?”<br />“Her,” said Ji Won, pointing in Kyung Hee’s and Mina’s direction.<br />“You like my waitress too?” asked Sung Hoon, pouting.<br /><br />“No,” said Ji Won, shaking his head. “Her friend. Doesn’t she look like Mina?”<br />Sung Hoon glanced at the person Ji Won was pointing to and watched her walk away. “No...” said Sung Hoon slowly. “That girl’s hair is much longer and Mina has a nicer body. That chick looks like a stick.”<br /><br />Ji Won *bleep*ed an eyebrow at Sung Hoon. “How do you know Mina have a nice body?” Sung Hoon’s eyes widened. “I dunno… just guessing. Ji Yong’s calling me. I’ll go see what he wants,” Sung Hoon said quickly and ran over to Ji Yong right away. Ji Won began to chase the girlwho just left.<br /><br />I heard some footsteps following behind me. I quickly turned a corner and entered my room.<br />Ji Won ran after her as fast as he could. He saw the girl turn a corner and he continued chasing her. He saw a figure up ahead and he grabbed her by the shoulder. When the girl turned around, she had a surprised expression on her face.<br />“What do you want?”<br /><br />Ji Won looked at the strange girl. She looked nothing like Mina. “Wrong person.” The girl walked way. Ji Won sighed. ‘Maybe it’s cause I miss Mina so much that I’m beginning to see her.’ He began to walk back to the lobby, disappointedly.<br /><br />From my hotel room, I was watching Ji Won with the little hole in the door. I saw him pat a girl and then walk away with him head bowed down. I went over and sat down on my bed. I let out a sigh. Ji Won doesn’t miss me. He has too many girls with him already. He probably forgot who I am by now.<br /><br />Tears fell down my face and I didn’t even realize it. I quickly wiped them away. I wanted to tell myself that I hate Ji Won but I couldn’t because then I’d just be lying. There was only one thing left for me to do.<br /><br />I stood in front of my bathroom mirror. I can’t be with Ji Won as Mina, but I wanted to be by his side to watch over him. I thought about it for a while and remembered they were recruiting new members for Black Kies. I looked at myself.<br /><br />Hmm…if my hair is short and put into a cap, I wear sunglasses more, darken my skin with make-up, and lower my voice…I can pass for a guy.<br />So I did it. Within an hour, I had transformed myself into a guy. I checked myself over. As a guy, I didn’t look too bad. I smoothed out my new short hair and tucked it into a cap.<br /><br />Guys wear earrings too so I didn’t have to worry about my earring holes. I wore a couple of T-shirts under my flannel and 2 pairs of boxers under my baggy jeans so I would fill out more and wouldn’t look so scrawny. I checked my make-up, making sure I waswell-covered. I put my sunglasses on. Perfect, I thought. Now all I have to do is have to pass the test to join the gang.<br /><br />********** PART 21 **********<br />Ji Won walked down the aisle looking at the 5 new candidates. He nod his head as he studied them. “Pretty good,” he said to them. “Alright,” he clapped his hands for attention. “All of you know how it’s done. Jae Jin and Jae Duc will jump each of you in. If you’re still standing after 5 minutes, then welcome to SechsKies.”<br /><br />Only 2 of the 5 guys lasted when Jae Jin and Jae Duc were done beating them up. “Okay,” said Sung Hoon. The two newest members to join is-“ “Wait!” shouted a voice, interrupting Sung Hoon. Everyone looked over to see who it was.<br /><br />Ji Won stared at the young boy who was walking towards them. ‘What the hell? Damn! This kid looks like Mina!’ he thought. ‘I must be losing it. How come I keep seeing her today?’ Sung Hoon looked at the new boy curiously. “Yes? What do you want little man?”<br />I looked at Sung Hoon. Gosh he developed an attitude, I thought. I took a deep breath. This is it. “I want to join SechsKies.” A guy I recognized as Jang Su Won busted out laughing. He placed his hand on top of my head. “You? How old are you boy? 15? !6? And how tall are you now? 5’?”<br />I moved his hand for him. “No. I’m 18 and I’m not 5’, I’m 5’3.” That made all the other members laugh, except Ji Won. I looked at him curiously and realized he was checking me out. Oh no, I thought. Please don’t recognize me.<br /><br />Ji Won held up his hand for the others to stop laughing. “Hey, if he wants a chance, then we’ll give it to him.” Then he turned to face me. I felt my heart thumping loud and prayed he couldn’t hear it. He placed his hand on my shoulder. Dang, he smells good, I thought as I tried to suppress a smile.<br /><br />“Look kid,” said Ji Won to me. “You have to be jumped in to join. These 2 guys (pointing to Jae Jin and Jae Duc) will kick the crap out ofyou for 5 minutes. If you’restill standing, you’re in.”<br />I nodded my head. I knew I had to last because I’m doing it all for Ji Won. I stood there as Jae Duc and Jae Jin began to hit me. Jae Jin threw the first punch and it gave me instant pain. He’s even stronger than my stepmom, I thought. Jae Duc kicked me and I was knocked to the ground but I kept pulling myself up.<br /><br />Ji Won looked at the helpless boy who was struggling to stand up. He doesn’t understand why but when he looks at the boy, images of Mina replaced him. Right now in his eyes, it looked like it was Mina being beaten up by Jae Jin and Jae Duc. He couldn’t help it. “Stay down!” he yelled to the boy. Everyone stared at Ji Won. Both Jae Jin and Jae Duc stopped hitting the boy because they were surprised Ji Won was being nice out of nowhere.<br /><br />I heard Ji Won yelling for me to stay down. My ears listened but my legs wouldn’t. I refused to stay down. No matter how many times they hit me or how hard, I managed to get up. Finally 5 minutes was over and I was still standing. “Am I in?” I asked in a weak voice. I saw Ji Won staring at me with a surprised expression. “Yes, you’re in.” he said patting my shoulder. I smiled and fainted into his arms.<br /><br />Ji Won held the boy, surprised. He realized the boy had fainted. Usually he would have let go if someone fainted on him, but this time he held on tight. The other 5 Kies members looked and the 2 new recruits looked at Ji Won with queeried eyes. “Uh, hyung,” said Sung Hoon, as he patted Ji Won on the shoulder. “What?” asked Ji Won, as he continued holding the boy.<br />“What should we do about the new recruits?”<br />“Give them instructions and show them to their rooms. We’ll have a meeting tomorrow.”<br />“Okay.”<br /><br />They all left but once in a while, they all would glance back looking at Ji Won, who was carrying the boy in the other direction.<br /><br />********** Part 22 **********<br />Slowly I began to regain my consciousness and I woke up. I looked around and realized I was in the biggest room in the Nam Hotel. The Presidential Suite. “What am I doing in here?” I asked myself. Then suddenly the chair in front of me spun around. Ji Won was sitting in it. I stared at him with wide eyes. I started to panic because I was all alone with him in the room. Ji Won gave me a sideways glance.<br /><br />“You okay?” he asked. I nodded my head. Ji Won got up out of his seat and walked towards me. He sat down on the bed next to me and looked at me straight in the eyes. “So what’s your name?” he asked. “Mi-“ I began but instantly cut myself off. ‘Stupid, I thought to myself. You almost said your real name!’ I saw Ji Won’s eyes grow wide.<br />“What did you say your name was?”<br /><br />“Min-Sung,” I answered him quickly.<br />“Oh,” he said and backed away from me.<br />Ji Won stood up and walked towards the window, looking outside.<br /><br />He knew the new recruit was a boy but somewhere inside him wished MS would say his name was Mina. He let out a sigh. “There’s a meeting tomorrow. Be there okay?” I looked at Ji Won with his back facing me. It had only been 2 years but I felt as though I couldn’t read what was going on in his mind anymore. I let out a sigh myself.<br /><br />“Ji Won, where do we meet later tomorrow?” The call of his real name made Ji Won suddenly look up. He ran over to where Min Sung was sitting and grabbed him by his shoulders. “How do you know my real Korean name? No one knows me by that. Everyone calls me Matthew.”<br /><br />Oh no, I thought. I had completely forgotten that Ji Won had change his name to Matthew but I thought fast. “I didn’t know your name as Ji Won. All I said was, ‘Gee, wanna go out later tomorrow?’” I felt Ji Won’s grip on me loosen. He had bought the story. When he wasn't looking, I let out a sigh of relief.<br /><br />‘I’m losing it,’ thought Ji Won. “We’ll meet in the main dining room tomorrow,” Ji Won told Min Sung. He nodded his head and left. Ji Won walked out to the balcony and looked up at the sky. “I love you Mina, that’s why it hurts so much that you’re not here.” But the real Mina had left before she could have heard those words.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-46592495555352710232007-09-03T07:39:00.000+08:002007-09-03T07:41:03.237+08:00Long Love Stories: "What loveLove Worth You Did For" *Part 16 - 18*********** PART 16 **********<br />[Seoul, Korea]<br />July 26, 1997<br />Ji Won traced the ‘M’scar on his back. ‘Damn,’ he thought. ‘I miss Mina so much.’ He sent out one of his men to retrieve news about her and if they could, get her here to him in Korea. Ji Won had it all. Money and power. The only thing that was missing was Mina. So much had happened to Ji Won as he remembered back.<br /><br />Ji Won and Sung Hoon made it to Seoul, Korea. With Ji Won’s leadership skills and Sung Hoon’s smooth talking, they end up getting a lot of businesses and putting others of out business.<br /><br />Money was not enough for Ji Won. He needed power so he created Sechs Kies, where he was the leader and Sung Hoon was his 2nd-in command. He and Sung Hoon managed to eliminate the group Quiksilver on their own and gained the respect and loyalty of the two members Kim Jae Duc and Lee Jae Jin. Along the way, they found Ko Ji Yong and Jang Su Won wandering the streets. Ji Yong proved to be a genius and Su Won was handy in finding information.<br /><br />Ji Won knew they were enough. They had hundreds of men under them but Sechskies were the main leaders with Ji Won as the head. They committed a lot of crimes but no evidence was ever found to convict them.<br /><br />Just then there was a knock on his door, interrupting his thoughts.<br />“Come in,” said Ji Won.<br /><br />Jang Su Won came in. “I have news for you, boss,” he said.<br />“Well what is it? What did you find out about Mina?” Ji Won asked.<br />Sun Won looked down and hesitated to reply. “I’m afraid it’s bad news.”<br /><br />Those words made Ji Won panic. “Jang Su Won, you answer me now!” yelled Ji Won with rage.<br />Ji Won’s yell scared Su Won so he blurted it out. “Mina Nam is dead. She drowned while she was swimming in the ocean. Her body has not been found and is still missing.”<br /><br />Ji Won fell back in his seat in shock. ‘Mina’s dead? No, anyone but Mina,’ he thought. Su Won knew it was a good time to leave so he left Ji Won in his office. “Mina!” Ji Won screamed out of his window in pain. His cries echoedthroughout the city of Seoul.<br /><br />********** PART 17 **********<br />I finally made it to Chejudo, Korea. I didn’t know where to look for Ji Won so anywhere was fine. I was never a lucky person. I couldn’t find any signs of Ji Won there so I traveled to Inchun City. My search for Ji Won continued for another year. During that time I had traveled to many cities like Guam, Pusan, etc. It must have been a gift from God because one day my search was over…<br /><br />November 21, 1998<br /><br />I had just finish my overtime shift at the Nam Hotel. It was pretty ironic because my whole family spent their lives working for hotels and here is the biggest one in all of Seoul with our family name. I went into the worker’s lounge to take a break and pour myself some tea. I sat down and read the headlines.<br /><br />‘Sechskies are to open a conference broadcasting live on Channel 6 today’<br />I rolled my eyes. Not them again. They were the notorious mafia lead by Matthew Eun. I shuddered. I can’t believe the leader has the same last name as my beloved Ji Won.<br /><br />Actually 6kies was composed of 6 leaders. They committed a lot of crimes and were always challenging the authorities. They had a lot of power and no one could take their pictures without their consent but a lot of people know what they look like. I didn’t care. I was too busy looking for Ji Won to notice them.<br /><br />A worker with me named So Kyung Hee came in. “Hey,” she said, patting me lightly on the knee. “On break?” I took a sip and nodded. “Me too,” she said smiling. I smiled back at her. Kyung Hee was actually one of the nicest people at the hotel. Most of them were cold and just worried about how much tips they can get.<br /><br />Kyung Hee picked up the TV remote and turned to Channel 6. “Hey Mina, there’s supposed to be showing 6kies today. Wonder what they look like.” I nodded and watched with her. When the clock struck 9, I felt my heart had stopped and it was not from my heart failure either. I stared at the face that was giving a *bleep*y smile to the camera. Ji Won. Slowly the camera pulled out revealing the other 5 members.<br /><br />I recognized Sung Hoon. He and Ji Won looked completely different but I still recognized them. Ji Won had his hair dyed completely blonde while Sung Hoon’s was streaked. Kyung Hee and I watched them in silence as they began to talk. Ji Won and the others introduced themselves. Then the camera showed directly at Ji Won.<br /><br />To most people he would look like an evil gang leader but in my eyes he was a beautiful angel. If it was ever possible, Ji Won was even finer than before.<br />“Mina, are you okay?” asked Kyung Hee, as she waved a hand in front of my face.<br />“Huh?” I asked looking at her. “Oh, I’m fine. Just listening to what they have to say.”<br />I pointed to Ji Won on the screen. “Who is he?”<br />“That’s Matthew Eun,” she answered me.<br /><br />I stared at Ji Won some more. He had change his name and so did Sung Hoon. No wonder I couldn’t find them.<br />Kyung Hee caught me staring so she smiled at me. “The leader is cute huh?”<br />I blushed. “Yeah.”<br /><br />“Too bad in real life he’s such a jerk.”<br />“He is not!” I yelled at her.<br />Kyung Hee scooted her seat back in shock. I apologized right away. “Sorry Kyung Hee, I didn’t mean to yell at you.” She had a confused look on her face but she said, “Uh, it’s okay Mina.” I pulled a finger to my lips. “Shh…let’s listen to what they have to say…”<br /><br />Ji Won began talking. “This is Sechkies speaking to all you losers out there watching us. We just want to say that we’re open to hire new ‘employees’. We usually travel around to our many hotels but you’ll find us if you have the right connections. Also a word to the police of Korea. Why are you picking on us?, “ Ji Won asked sarcastically. “We’re good, law-abiding citizens.” Ji Won folded his hands together and gave a little bow. Then all of the Sechskies leaders started laughing.<br /><br />“Oh my gosh! Look at him!” yelled Kyung Hee and pointed to Sung Hoon on the T.V. screen. “Look at that stupid smile and that perverted laugh. Kekeke…” Kyung Hee made a poor impression of Sung Hoon’s laugh and it made me laugh. Geez, I thought. Sung Hoon would kill her if he knew she made fun of his trademark smile.<br /><br />The show ended a little too soon for me but Ji Won did say he was visiting many hotels and mine is the biggest one. He has to come here. I went back to work and waited for him to come.<br /><br />********** PART 18 **********<br />Ji Won entered the main doors of the Nam Hotel and headed towards the lobby. He let out a sigh. Being in a hotel brought back to him a lot of memories. He remembered how he would take Mina to the hotels to trash it or slide down the long stairway banisters. But those carefree days are over. His only love had died and he no longer has the heart to love anyone else.<br /><br />Ever since the news of Mina’s death, Ji Won began to develop a passion for anything he thinks is related to her. Things like her hairbrush, the same type of lipgloss she uses, her little respirator, etc. There are times when he had to give her mouth to mouth if the respirator wasn’t around. Ji Won smiled remembering that she had told him that he was her first kiss. Mina never went out with any guys so it made him really happy but he also found it very strange. He didn’t want to give her any ideas about dating other guys so he never asked.<br /><br />Ji Won had changed his name to Matthew. It’s to symbolize that Ji Won died with Mina and Matthew replaced him. He chose the name Matthew because of Mina’s initial ‘M’ and if anyone asks, the ‘M’ stands for Matthew.<br /><br />Sung Hoon wanted to changed his name to Ricky but Ji Won wouldn’t let him. Ji Won only allowed him to change it if it had the letter ‘M’ so Sung Hoon ended up changing it to Mickey instead.<br /><br />“Hey hyung! Over here!” shouted Sung Hoon.<br />JiWon looked over at his five friends. He walked over to them and was surprised at what he saw. “What the hell is this?” he asked angrily. Every single one of them had a girl in each arm. “What do you guys think you’re doing?” he asked as he strode over to them.<br />“Come on hyung,” said Jae Duc. “Lighten up.”<br /><br />“Yeah,” said Jae Jin. “We worked hard all day and now let’s have a little fun.”<br />Ji Won rolled his eyes and then he saw two girls wrap their arms around him. He smiled. “Yeah, I guess.” “Alright!” they all shouted. They like it when Ji Won is in a good mood.<br /><br />From where I was standing, I felt as though someone had stabbed me with a knife. Ji Won looked so happy with those 2 girls sitting on both sides of his lap. I stared at my reflection in the hotel mirror. Big, glassy eyes, pale skin, and waist-length black hair. I looked kind of like a ghost. Not much to look at, I thought sighing sadly. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder and I slowly turned around.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-27131031733949980692007-08-27T09:30:00.000+08:002007-08-27T09:43:56.495+08:00! 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Ji Won held my hand and took me to the beach near his house. On the sand there were these 2 huge rocks. Ji Won led me over there. He lifted me up and we sat side by side. We remained silent until Ji Won took a deep breath of the ocean air.<br /><br />“I love this place, don’t you?” he said to me smiling. I returned his smile and held onto his hand tighter. “Ji Won, what’s wrong?” Ji Won avoided my eyes. “Nothing.” I turned his chin to face me. “Come on, you know you can tell me.” He nodded.<br /><br />“It’s my dad and this stupid feud he has with my uncle. They’re fighting over who will get the larger part in my grandpa’s will.”<br /><br />“Oh…” I said softly.<br /><br />“Isn’t it stupid?” he asked laughing. “My grandpa’s not even dead yet!”<br />I understood what was bothering him. So I didn’t say anything because I know he doesn’t want me to worry about it. He threwarock into the ocean and it skipped three times. “Perfect” he said. “Why is it perfect?” I asked. “Age ain’t nothing but a number right?” he asked me, changing the subject. I thought about it for a while and nodded.<br /><br />“Since I’m older than you by two years, that makes me your oppa,” Ji Won said to me.<br />“Yup,” I answered, smiling.<br /><br />Ji Won smiled back. “I love you….”<br /><br />I felt my heart my heart filled with a bubble of love but then Ji Won continued talking..”as a dongsang.” My bubble bursted. This was not what I had expected him to say.<br /><br />I stared at Ji Won with wide eyes. I knew it was pretty forward of me but I had to ask. “Y…your….donsang?” I managed to stutter out. Ji Won looked back at me with his puppyish eyes and smiled. He nodded his head gently. Have I been reading all his signs wrong?<br /><br />“So what do you say?” he asked. “Want to be my dongsang?” Even though it was breaking my heart, I had no choice but to agree. I nodded. “Yes, I want to be your dongsang oppa.”<br />“Good,” he said.<br /><br />Ji Won nodded and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small silver knife. I stared at him with wide eyes. “Ji Won, what are you going to do with that knife?” He asked, “Do you trust me Mina?” I nodded my head without hesitation. I trusted Ji Won with my whole heart.<br /><br />He smiled at me. “Good. Lower the back of your shirt.” Ji Won pulled the back of my shirt down. Then he used that knife to cut me. “Ow!” I screamed in pain but he continued anyways. He carved a small ‘E’ onto my shoulder blade. My back was bleeding and he bandaged it for me.<br /><br />Then he handed the knife to me. “Here. Engrave your initial ‘M’ too cuz I don’t want to use the same last name as your mom.” My hand trembled as I held the knife. I didn’t want to hurt Ji Won. “Go ahead. Don’t worry, I can stand the pain.” I engraved an ‘M’ onto Ji Won’s back. I was surprised because he didn’t let a tear drop or cry out in pain. I bandaged him and he acted asifnothing had happen. When it was over, he held me close.<br /><br />I held onto Ji Won tightly as if he was going to leave me. I know he only thinks of me as his little dongsang but it feels nice holding him like this.<br /><br />As Ji Won held onto Mina, his smiling face instantly turned sad. He wanted to say ‘Mina, I love you as a girlfriend’ so she would be his forever but he couldn’t. He wasn’t the type to admit his feelings. So he figured the scarring was not an engravement of his brotherly love to Mina, but his promised symbol as a soulmate to her forever…<br /><br />********** PART 13 **********<br />Years had pass and I’m still with Ji Won. I didn’t think it was possible but I grew more and more in love with Ji Won everyday. We would do a lot of stuff together and we never had any fights. We argue, but it never came to the point where we would get really mad at each other and he usually let me have it my way.<br /><br />Kang Sung Hoon was Ji Won’s other friend and he hangs out with us a lot too. Sung Hoon is a little older than me and is really nice. He has this really cute smile that when he smiles, you can’t help but smile back. I called him ‘bang geul ee.’ His family life also isn’t good. His dad is a drunk and his mom had passed away when he was young. So usually it was the three of us together.<br /><br />My home life is a lot better thanks to Ji Won. My stepmom didn’t dare to touch me anymore and it’s still the same between me and my dad. We don’t talk much. Ji Won’s parents like me a lot too. It’s because when they tell Ji Won to do something and he wouldn’t do it. They would come to me. I’m kind of like their pawn. Life was heaven for me until it completely shattered on day.<br /><br />It started out with good news but who would have known it would end up in tragedy?<br />June 15, 1996<br /><br />Mystepmom and dad came home one day from visiting the Euns. “Guess what?” my stepmom told me excitedly.<br /><br />“What?” I asked calmly.<br /><br />“The Euns are planning a wedding for you and Ji Won!”<br />I sat down because my knees gave out. This news hit me with total surprise but I was so happy to hear it because I’m so in love with Ji Won. “Really?” I asked excitedly? “How did this happened?”<br /><br />“Mr. Eun wanted Ji Won to get married and he figured you’re the girl he should marry.”<br />“What did Ji Won say?” I had to ask. I didn’t want him to be forced into this.<br />“Of course he agreed,” she answered.<br /><br />My breathing increased so I took out my respirator. After I calmed down, my stepmom took me into her room and told me all about the arrangements.<br />Meanwhile back at the Eun mansion…<br /><br />“Just because you’re making this wedding for me and Mina doesn’t mean I owe you anything!” Ji Won yelled angrily at his dad.<br /><br />Mr. Eun grabbed Ji Won by the collar of his shirt. “Ji Won! You listen to me. Once you and Mina get married, your grandpa will give you all of his businesses. Sharing part of it with your dad isn’t asking for much is it?” Ji Won pushed his dad away. He began to laugh. “The only two people grandpa will give the businesses to is me or uncle. He won’t give it to you because you’ll spend it all on those *bleep*s! I bet all your money is gone now.”<br /><br />It was true. Mr. Eun was in serious debt and he needed Ji Won to get married because Ji Won’s grandpa was going to give Ji Won his inheritance once he gets married. Ji Won had just turned 18 and his dad had planned the marriage months ahead. His dad got on his knees. “Please son. Please do it for me.”<br /><br />Ji Won rolled his eyes. “You’re so pathetic dad.” He sighed. Living with Mina taught him compassion and sympathy for people. “I’ll see what I can do dad.” He went into his room. Just then his cellular phone rang. He picked it up, thinkingit wasMina. Using his sexy voice, he whispered, “Hi Mina.”<br /><br />A weird high-pitched giggle came from the other end of the line.<br />“Ooh…”said the voice. “Hi to you too sexy.”<br /><br />Ji Won rolled his eyes. “Oh shut up Sung Hoon.”<br /><br />Using his real voice, Sung Hoon began to laugh out loud. “Gross hyung! That’s how you talk to Mina? Ew! It gives me the chills!”<br /><br />“Hey Sung Hoon,” said Ji Won seriously. “Is everything set and ready to go?”<br />“Yeah hyung,” said Sung Hoon.<br /><br />“Good,” said Ji Won, smiling. “Meet me at the docks tonight. From there we can sail to the mainland airport and get away from Hawaii to start a new life in Korea.”<br />“Yeah,” said Sung Hoon. “But did you tell Mina about it?”<br /><br />“No,” answered Ji Won, sighing. “I’m afraid she won’t leave her family. I’m planning to just kidnap her and take her along. It’s easier that way and no hassle.”<br />“Right,” said Sung Hoon. “At least the three of us will still be together.”<br /><br />“Yeah,” said Ji Won. “Meet you in an hour. Get everything ready. I got our money too.”<br />“Okay,” replied Sung Hoon.<br /><br />“Bye.” Ji Won clicked off his phone. Ji Won’s dad didn’t know it but his grandpa had given him $10 million in advance, along with hotel ownerships in Korea and Hawaii as his wedding gift. He planned to leave his dad $5 million and live off the rest with Mina and Sung Hoon.<br /><br />He smiled thinking about how he would get away from everything and just be with the one he loved the most, Mina.<br /><br />********** PART 14 **********<br />Back at home I was so excited I couldn’t sleep. I know I was still young to be thinking about marriage but I know Ji Won is the only guy for me. I held my teddy bear close as thoughts of Ji Won drifted me to sleep.<br /><br />It was midnight now. Ji Won snuck out of his house quietly without making a noise. He carried his backpack full of money on his back. He planned to go to Mina’s house to grab her and leave. Then itwould be just him, Mina, and Sung Hoon leaving together. He was almost to Mina’s house when he realized that he was being followed.<br /><br />It was his uncle’s men. They came to get rid of him. Ji Won was smart. He knew the streets too well. He made it through the alley and those men end up losing him. But when Ji Won reached Mina’s house, about 10 men had surrounded her house. They all saw him approaching. Ji Won began to ran as they chased him. He made it to the dock. He saw Sung Hoon on the boat.<br />“Hyung! Hurry! The boat is leaving!”<br /><br />Ji Won threw his bag onto the boat first and made a high jump. He landed safely onto the boat. His uncle’s men couldn’t chase him anymore. Ji Won and Sung Hoon started cheering until Ji Won realized what was missing. Mina. He had left her. Ji Won fell to his knees.<br />“What’s wrong?” asked Sung Hoon.<br /><br />“Mina! We left her! We have to go back!” yelled Ji Won.<br /><br />Sung Hoon opened his mouth in shock because he just realized it too. Then he shook his head sadly. “We can’t. If we go back, we’ll just get killed and we’ll be putting Mina’s life in danger too.” Ji Won moved away from Sung Hoon, knowing that the darkness will cover his face. And for the first time in his life, Ji Won cried.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768795844892486588.post-84859542579507753442007-08-21T08:12:00.000+08:002007-08-21T08:14:11.473+08:00Long Love Stories: "What loveLove Worth You Did For" *Part 10 - 12*********** PART 10 **********<br />All three of us came downstairs together. Ji Won had to help me down because my legs were too weak to support me. Ji Won helped me sit on the couch and he faced the strange man before me.<br /><br />Mr. Eun glared at Ji Won.<br /><br />“Hi dad,” said Ji Won.<br /><br />“Where the hell have you been Ji Won?” shouted Mr. Eun.<br />My family just watched them yell at each other. Ji Won shrugged his shoulders. “Around.” It made Mr. Eun really mad but he never hits Ji Won. He continued yelling. Ji Won didn’t really listen and after a while he cut his dad off. “Look dad, shut up about it already and we’ll talk about it at home.”<br /><br />‘Dang,’ I thought. ‘I could never talk to my parents like that.’ Mr. Eun shuts up. “Okay son, we’ll talk about it at home.” Then Ji Won gestured his hand at my entire family. “The Nams were nice enough to let me stay at their house. You owe them dad.” Mr. Eun nodded. “Fine. Joon and Young A, you two just got a raise.”<br /><br />My stepmom got so excited. “Thank you Mr. Eun!”<br /><br />“Come on Ji Won,” said Mr. Eun. “Let’s go home. And have that talk.” Ji Won brushed his dad’s hand ff his shoulder. “Later dad. I’ll be home in an hour.” His father glared at him. Ji Won glared back. “I said one hour.” Mr. Eun knew Ji Won was stubborn. So he agreed. “Fine then. One hour.”<br /><br />After Mr. Eun left Ji Won talked to my parents. “Listen here,” he said as he sat down next to me. “I can get you hired and fired just like that.” And he snapped his fingers.<br />“We know, we know,” said my stepmom sweetly, pouring Ji Won some tea.<br /><br />Ji Won didn’t drink it. “All I want is for you two to not touch Mina anymore. If I see another bruise on her, you knowthe consequences. Ji Won held my hand the entire time he spoke with my parents. I felt a strange warmth going through me and I knew that right then and there that I was falling in love with Eun Ji Won.<br /><br />My dad remained quiet while my stepmother talked. “Of course Ji Won.”<br />Ji Won rolled his eyes. “Okay, and I’ll make sure you keep your promise.” Then Ji Won turned to face me. “Come on, let’s go.”<br /><br />“What?” I asked confused.<br /><br />“Go to my house with me.”<br /><br />“Go go!” said my stepmom pushing me towards Ji Won. “Have fun kids and stay out as long as you like.” I knew my stepmom was really ticked off but she was playing it off pretty well.<br /><br />********** PART 11 **********<br />Ji Won continued holding my hand and never once did he let it go. The walk to his house took us 15 minutes and I was enjoying every minute of it. When we reached his house, Ji Won let out a sigh.<br /><br />“Mina,” he said softly. “Just stay quiet and let me do the talking okay?” I nodded my head and we entered his house. His house was huge! I felt as though I’m a peasant walking through a castle. He even had a few maids and butlers who attended us.<br /><br />Ji Won led me to his room. It was nice and clean but there were a lot of holes all around his walls. I sat down on his bed as he went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. When he was done, he came out and sat next to me, holding my hand. I really am in love.<br /><br />“Ji Won, how come your walls have a lot of holes?”<br /><br />He shrugged his shoulders and I massaged it for him. As he relaxed, he answered me. “Oh, it’s cause I fight with my parents a lot so I take it out on the walls.” Judging by the holes, I can tell that he was really angry every time he made one. “Come on,” he said. He lifted me up on his back and gave me a piggyback ride downstairs. He smelled so good now that he’s clean and fresh.<br /><br />His dad was waiting for him in the den. I waited outside while Ji Won came into facehis dad. Ji Won came in, uninterested in what his dad had to say. “What is it dad?”<br />“Ji Won, son…this is getting to be very tiring. Every few weeks you would run away, leaving me and your mother worrying about you.”<br /><br />Ji Won smirked. “Sure you’re worried. That’s why you’re out with those hoes and mom’s out with those morons. It’s because I’m your only son. You’re just scared that when grandpa passes away he won’t put our family on the will.”<br /><br />His father got angry. “Well do you want it to end up on your uncle’s side?” Ji Won gave his dad a look that showed he didn’t care. His dad continued talking. “Since I managed to have a son and my brother have no kids, I have the advantage. Son, listen to me. You know you’re my heir. All my wealth will be pass down to you.”<br /><br />Ji Won looked at his dad disgusted. “All you care about is money! You don’t care about me!” he yelled as he stormed out of the den. Ji Won slammed the door open and grabbed my hand. “Come on, let’s go.”<br /><br />********** PART 12 **********<br />I was confused and didn’t know what had happened. Ji Won held my hand and took me to the beach near his house. On the sand there were these 2 huge rocks. Ji Won led me over there. He lifted me up and we sat side by side. We remained silent until Ji Won took a deep breath of the ocean air.<br /><br />“I love this place, don’t you?” he said to me smiling. I returned his smile and held onto his hand tighter. “Ji Won, what’s wrong?” Ji Won avoided my eyes. “Nothing.” I turned his chin to face me. “Come on, you know you can tell me.” He nodded.<br /><br />“It’s my dad and this stupid feud he has with my uncle. They’re fighting over who will get the larger part in my grandpa’s will.”<br /><br />“Oh…” I said softly.<br /><br />“Isn’t it stupid?” he asked laughing. “My grandpa’s not even dead yet!”<br />I understood what was bothering him. So I didn’t say anything because I know he doesn’t want me to worry about it. He threwarock into the ocean and it skipped three times.<br /><br />“Perfect” he said. “Why is it perfect?” I asked. “Age ain’t nothing but a number right?” he asked me, changing the subject. I thought about it for a while and nodded.<br />“Since I’m older than you by two years, that makes me your oppa,” Ji Won said to me.<br />“Yup,” I answered, smiling.<br /><br />Ji Won smiled back. “I love you….”<br /><br />I felt my heart my heart filled with a bubble of love but then Ji Won continued talking..”as a dongsang.” My bubble bursted. This was not what I had expected him to say.<br />I stared at Ji Won with wide eyes. I knew it was pretty forward of me but I had to ask.<br /><br /> “Y…your….donsang?” I managed to stutter out. Ji Won looked back at me with his puppyish eyes and smiled. He nodded his head gently. Have I been reading all his signs wrong?<br /><br />“So what do you say?” he asked. “Want to be my dongsang?” Even though it was breaking my heart, I had no choice but to agree. I nodded. “Yes, I want to be your dongsang oppa.”<br /><br />“Good,” he said.<br /><br />Ji Won nodded and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small silver knife. I stared at him with wide eyes. “Ji Won, what are you going to do with that knife?”<br /><br />He asked, “Do you trust me Mina?” I nodded my head without hesitation. I trusted Ji Won with my whole heart. He smiled at me. “Good. Lower the back of your shirt.” Ji Won pulled the back of my shirt down.<br /><br />Then he used that knife to cut me. “Ow!” I screamed in pain but he continued anyways. He carved a small ‘E’ onto my shoulder blade. My back was bleeding and he bandaged it for me.<br /><br />Then he handed the knife to me. “Here. Engrave your initial ‘M’ too cuz I don’t want to use the same last name as your mom.” My hand trembled as I held the knife. I didn’t want to hurt Ji Won. “Go ahead. Don’t worry, I can stand the pain.” I engraved an ‘M’ onto Ji Won’s back. I was surprised because he didn’t let a tear drop or cry out in pain. I bandaged him and he acted asifnothing had happen. When it was over, he held me close.<br /><br />I held onto Ji Won tightly as if he was going to leave me. I know he only thinks of me as his little dongsang but it feels nice holding him like this.<br /><br />As Ji Won held onto Mina, his smiling face instantly turned sad. He wanted to say ‘Mina, I love you as a girlfriend’ so she would be his forever but he couldn’t. He wasn’t the type to admit his feelings. So he figured the scarring was not an engravement of his brotherly love to Mina, but his promised symbol as a soulmate to her forever…Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0