//GHOSTS OF THE PAST VII//
-Kim ChaeJin Point of View-

Shoot. It was dark. I didn't expect it to be as dark. It was cold too. Freezing in fact. No, I didn't see that coming either.

I shook and rubbed my palms on biceps. Gosh, what did I get myself into?

He smiled in front of me and his shinning smile was the only light I managed to get in this darkness.

"Are you coming?"

"I d-don't kno-know."

//FLASHBACK//

"Who wants to watch a movie?"

My brother asked me and grinned loking at the CD in his hands. I frowned and scanned the cover.

"What movie?"

I was suspicious. Whenever he is nice enough to offer to watch a movie, it will most likely be a really crappy or the one I don't like.

He shrugged and pushed the CD into the player. My brother grabbed the remote and jumped on the sofa getting comfortable there.

He pressed few buttons and the screen turned into a flashy light show, which was a big change from the plain black cover it was before turning it on.

"I don't know, I think mom stars in this one."

I glanced at my older brother, who was still pressing buttons unaware of my are-you-serious stare, and rolled my eyes at him.

"Really? Mom only stars in romantic movies...gosh."

He looked over at me with a smirk and I shook from that stare. It was almost...evil.

"I know." I wanted to inetruppt him, but he didn't let me. "That's why I chose it."

I sighed and sat on the ground next to the sofa. Our little sister was rolling around on the carpet bored. She was as much interested in watching this movie as me.

And just to be clear, I hated romantic movies, which, as it looked, my mom not only loved, but liked to be filmed in.

But what did I expect really? We never got along. No, not like that. I got attention. A lot. You could even have called me spoiled. It just wasn't from the people I desired to notice me.

And that's the prize you pay for living a rich life. You leave yiur family behind. All you see is money and fame. All you wish for is wealth.

But my mom, famous actress never expected anything good from me, she never thought I could be Somebody, yes from the capital letter, for her I was plain child. Hers, but not favorite.
I was only the kido, who almost ruined her perfect figure due to the fact that she had to give birth to me.

So why did I wanted her affaction anyways? I don't know, maybe I just really wish I could talk with anyone freely and don't lie about my family.

Don't act out that we are perfect as my parents had created that image. I wish I could have told the truth.

And the truth was that the only people I was actually close to and who cared about me, could have been couned on my right hand fingers.

My older brother. My younger sister. My family's main servent and my favorite maid. I wished people I meet knew.

But telling them the truth would have cost me a lot. Probably even seperation from those very few people I loved no matter what.

"Movie is booooring."

My sister whined and I just quietly agreed glad that someone realized that.

"What do you want to do when?"

My brother asked our sister lookib actually curious and not just polute about her disturbing his movie session.

"Hide and seak!"

She exclaimed without hesitation and jumped from the floor excited. Now both of the were eyeing me.

"Chaejin?"

He asked and wiggled his eyebrows making me laugh as always.

"Sure you two weirdos."

I answered nodding and they high-fived one another.

"We hide. You look for us!"

My sister yelled to my brother before grabbing me by my wrist and dragging me out the play room immediately. Yes we had one. Or two. Or many.

I had honestly no idea how big our hose was. Also I wasn't sure how is our brother gonna find us with this many rooms in mind.

I ran up to the third floor and punched the first door I saw. I was almost certain he will look here lastly. This floor had a swiming pool and everyone knew that I avoided that place ever since I almost drowned.

The door easily swung open and I walked into the chember grinning, making sure to close the door behind me. But as soon as the door reached the wall a strange noise went off.

"Merde!"

I cursed under my breath, I am not that sure our private French teacher would have been so proud even if I managed to remember this word.

I moved the handle. Tried to open it by pushing and pulling the knob, even if I put all my power to it... nothing. I got stuck.

"Someone!"

I yelled as loud as I could. I knew that the game probably didn't even start yet. I knew that no one will be looking here for me.

Panic. All mighty destroying power came at me with all it guts and crushed me so hard I fell down on my knees.

It was dark. Very dark. Almost like back in the swiming pool. No, I couldn't let those monsters get me. But they were coming at me without hesitation and I screamed scared.

"Help!"

Nothing. Just my own echo hunting me. I muttered and my eyes filled with tears. Fear tightened its grip around my thraot.

"Mom."

I whispered the word, I never expected I would. I called out the person, who always put me second.

"Mom I need you now."

//END OF THE FLASHBACK//

"Hey."

He snapped his fingers in front of my face and I wokeup from zoning out. The dark was already gone as he switched on the lights.

"Woah."

An impressed exclamation escaped my mouth and my jaw dropped open as I looked around the new, neat recording booth, which wasn't dark anymore.

My eyes stopped by the huge, white , most beautiful piano I have ever seen in my life.

He walked over to the music instrument and brushed fingertips against the plain, slippery surface.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

He asked and smiled at me as I came closer and touched the piano with my mouth hanging around the floor.

My throat was crushed by a sudden flow of emotions that came at me all at once and I couldn't speak anymore.

"Very."

I answered with tears in my eyes and collapsed into the chair next to the music instrument still in disbelief that I actually was here.

I made it. I wasn't Nobody anymore. I did something right. I succeeded. I over came everything that was thrown my way.

I felt him come up from behind and put his hands onto my shoulders gently as I smiled through tears.

"Mom would be proud he said."

And I cringed at his words. I wanted, but I was unable to believe it so I just shook my head disagreeing and he turned me around to face him in the matter of seconds.

"No. If she is ever to feel anything and not act it out..." I cracked up, but pulled myself together. "It's guilt for not believing in me."

I stated and my brother immediately embraced me. We huged each other for a minute and he pecked me on the forehead before leaving.

I was left. However not alone. And not in the dark. I had light and music here with me.

//GHOSTS OF THE PAST VII//
-THE END-

The Author's Note:
Okay, so I have to say this, because I am more than frustrated, I had to type this chapter two freaking times because for some reason it didn't save the first time and writing it for the second I didn't really remembered word by word what I wrote or what emotions I had in mind, and I am just really sorry if this is crappy because I'm not sure what I wrote in this re-write since I was this unbelievably frustrated! Fighting.
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