Kai's Cinderella

Kai’s POV She’s the mute girl I met all the time in the dance room.
The girl that I thought I had fallen for when really it was Hwayoung…
I should be happy that the girl that I like is really both the Cinderella and Hwayoung… but I can’t be happy about this I’m a little mad at her for this.
Yet when I stop to think about it she had a good point too try and keep herself hidden.
Her family isn't exactly known too being caring for her passion.
Still the first day she was in school she was drawing beautifully and her dancing in the practice room that’s being worked on you can tell that she has amazing talent.
Still she played me pretending to be mute and I simply spilled my heart and soul to her and she yanked it around like it was a toy.
I let her do that.
The guys are avoiding me as we reach the school again since we left our cars and that there since it would be easier to take 1 vehicle.
I realize as well that I had forgotten my bag in the practice room.
I think back and remember that the janitor that’s working right now knows and likes me so he’d probably let me slip into the room before the workers get there too work tear it up more.
I find him by his car and when he sees me he waves me over, “Ahh… Jongin are you here too practice for a bit?”
I nod my head, “Yeah, I’m coming up with a routine for a girl that I like.”
I keep the questions that race through my mind as I realize what I just said to him.
“She must be important if you come in like this. Well I’ll let you in and just keep too the practice rooms and leave within an hour. I’ll let you out when your done.”
I nod as I wave him by and I go into Hwayoung’s practice room too where I had left my bag like an idiot. As I walk inside I notice a brightly colored notebook hiding partly under a small table that’s still in the room for some reason.
I walk over to the table and pick it up too read a name on it, “Kim Hwa Young.”
Is this Hwa Young’s notebook that she’s always drawing in.
I open it too see a picture of birds in a nest that she was drawing that I saw her doing the first day of school. Around the picture she had written random things about her day about her cruel family and how a boy like… me.. had saved her from falling down the flight of stairs though she wished that I hadn’t maybe she wouldn’t be worrying about the pain she’ll go through when she gets home. I flip to the next page too see a beautiful picture of a woman holding 2 young children that must be Hwa Young and Kwan when they were younger and the beautiful woman must be their mother. Around it is almost like a heartfelt letter to mother that I can’t help but too read the entire thing.
“Omma…. It’s been a while since I even allowed myself to see your face after I failed you and Kwan. She had gotten too him just like she had gotten too unni and you. The 2 of you are dead because of her and Kwan almost followed you. Still I hold such a burden in my heart I dare never too let father figure out. His heart has yet to heal from your departing from this world and leaving us alone with him. He had been a happy man with a slightly ill wife and 2 loving children, but then you were taken from us because of your peanut allergy that woman had found out about. She had disposed of you and took your place at father’s side because he was weak minded and whittled with grief for the longest time until he gave into her advances. Her daughters are no better than her. They are poison that fills a venomous snakes fangs and can kill their prey in 1 bite. The only reason I’m still alive is because my father would question it if I suddenly died while under their watch. Still mom how long has it been since you left us. It’s amazing how many years have gone by if I stop to think about all of this. Mom… I miss you so much everyday I miss the feeling of your arms around me while you rock me too sleep after a bad day or how you used too sing me a song that you’d randomly come up with and I’d sing along. Though what I miss the most is you supporting my passions. Even though I was still really young when you left you still had told me that you saw great potential in me and I want to try to fulfill the potential that’s there, but it’s hard to do so when the entire world seems against you. I mean I wear stupid blocky glasses with little to no make up. I would work if I could find a way to get out of the ‘house’ for I could get paid for the work I do. Though dad is always giving me guilt money for never being there that started when Kwan ended up in a coma and he stopped spending time home as much as possible… Maybe he blames me for what happened much like I do…
Omma… in a world that used to be so bright, but now is dull all since you left. Though after today I feel like the world is lighter, but not as bright as it used to be yet…”
The letter goes on talking about how she missed her mother and she wished that she was dead though she’d never do such a thing and leave Kwan alone with the fiend. Then there’s a small part about a boy that she seem to stop looking at or trying to find even though she’s known him for a day. She never says the name, but when she writes a hint I know that it’s me.
It read, “I was rushing up the stairs lot in thought where I ran into him and almost fell but he saved me mom and he had done it again later he had stopped me from falling.”
I stop reading completely feeling my heart tighten as I turn the page to see a drawing of me that’s dated the same day we met… It was really well done and it looked like she had drawn it when I had fallen asleep in class.
I smile as I read around it where all it says is, “I will not fall in love with Kim Jongin no matter what. The only thing that matters is my true family.”
I look over it all and it says the same thing until the very end where it also says, “But… It wouldn’t hurt to get to know him and if I fall deeper will it be totally my fault.”
I can’t help but to smile when I read that and I close the book.
How is that a girl like Hwayoung let these people beat her around like that.
I mean no one but me and the guys in school have seen her without her dorky blocky glasses on.
I sigh as I set it in my bag and think that maybe I should do something for her… but what can I do?
All I know really too do is dance…
The school talent show is coming up maybe I can do a number for her there… The guys and I can even add our music too it.
Maybe I could enter for myself and with the guys and then I can do a song for her and a dance number cause the dance for the song that we do isn’t very cool.
Still I could do a mash up on Baby don’t cry and my turn to cry… Then do a classic dance number mixed with more… ‘modern’ dance.
I sigh when I lean back and think, “I’m not that good at mixing songs up… Maybe I should see if 1 of the guys will help me with mashing up the two songs.
I sigh when I think about it and stop to smile to myself as I start creating a dance in my head. I try the moves to see how they look and when I sense my time is up I get the janitor so he can let me out and I happily wave to him as I leave.
I nod my head as I made it home too see Hwayoung sitting outside crying.
I look over the fence too the tree that she’s sitting under too see her crying and how she had changed her outfit from earlier too a colorful striped sweater dress.
Before I can decide anything I had climbed over the fence and I’m behind the tree.
Still before I can show myself to her and comfort her someone yells her name in a venomous voice.
I carefully look from behind the tree too see a middle aged woman that reminds of of a cartoon witch all she’s missing is the green skin and wart on her nose.
I know Hwayoung looked up probably after wiping her face, “Yes?”
“What is this that you went too the beach with this group called exo and even hung out with this other group called SHINee?”
“I went to the beach with my niece and brothers they just ended up being there.”
I hear a loud impact sound telling me that Hwayoung was slapped by her stepmother, “Don’t you dare think of lying to me again.”
“How would you know that… mother?” Hwayoung’s voice sounds deadly more venomous than the woman’s voice was even with how calm she sounds as well.
“Are you talking back to me?” the woman all but screams at her.
Again Hwayoung’s voice is deadly and calm at the same time, “No, mother I’m curious too who you heard these ‘reports’ from. I bet your daughter’s told this too you.”
“Yes, they did, but they also had pictures that everyone at the beach took. Apparently you were having a lot of fun. Did you enjoy being a whore?”
I hear a scuff, “The only one that’s a whore in this house is you. How many men are you screwing behind father’s back? Oh and did you enjoy it when you killed my mother and sister, and almost killed Kwan?”
There’s a maniacal laughter that makes my blood run cold, “What are you talking about silly girl? Killed you mother and sister… and attempted murder on your little brother, Kwan. Now who’s coming up with these crazy stories?”
“Oh… You are dear stepmother. You see I read that journal of yours that you keep at your bed side table and also my sister died after she said too everyone that she found something on our mother’s death. You know once I find out what my sister found you and your demon of children are going to be long gone.”
There’s a impact sound and I can’t help but to clench my fist in my hand when I hear Hwayoung gasp.
“That’s it you’re cleaning the entire house on your day off and I expect it to be spotless by dinner.”
I hear a death tone in Hwayoung’s voice as she says, “Of course mother… Though I’d keep your daughter’s at bay this time I’d hate to have another accident so soon.”
I hear her stepmother scream in pain and I take a peek to see that Hwayoung is twisting her arm a bit, “Now mother I’d hate for something to happen to you. I mean who would take care of your troublesome daughters.”
Soon I hear 2 sets of footsteps walk away 1 a little bit after the other as if too watch her own back was too stay behind.
As I hear nothing I take 1 more peek around the corner of the tree and see that she did go inside.
I sigh as I climb over the fence again into my own yard.
I walk through the back door not even hiding that I’m coming home so late.
“Jongin, what time do you think it is?”
“Late. I’m sorry mother I had gone too practice dancing.”
“Well next time message me when you do that, like you do most of the time.”
“I’m sorry, mom,” I answer her and I know that I sound dead inside.
“Jongin, sweetie what is wrong?”
“Mom… I just gt done listening too Hwayoung and her demon of a stepmother fight.”
“Oh what was it about this time?”
“The guys and me… We had invited her and Kwan too the beach and we took pictures and short videos of us playing soccer and put them online for the fun of it and her step sisters saw them.”
“Ahhh… It’s not your guys’ fault. It’s her stepmother’s fault. What happened though sweetie there’s something else bothering you?”
I tell mom everything that happened today not that I care too much.
My mom smiles when I tell her everything that happened at the beach even tell her about the Mute Cinderella and how she’s really Hwayoung.
My mother nods her head, “Well she was a very talented dancer since I can remember. Her mother would practice outside with her all the time. You even danced with them a few times. You loved it, but when her mother died she stopped dancing outside and when her father remarried and stopped spending time at home she stopped dancing in all. She would try to get time to dance in secret. She was a prodigy in dance and art.”
“Then why is she hiding her talents?”
“Cause her stepmother is known to hate her cause she has beauty and talent that her daughters do not have. Also that Hwayoung is a girl that brings people too her without even trying. She’s a wonderful kind girl that everyone can’t help... but too love.”
I look at my mother who has a look of a loving mother on her face as she talks about Hwayoung, “You look like you’re talking about your own daughter.”
My mother smiles as she looks at me, “Of course. Her mother was my best friend she’s the reason why your father and I got together. She’s the reason why I have 3 lovely children that I love very much.”
I smile as my mother wraps her arms around me, “Mom, why are they so cruel to her? Why does she have to be in so much pain she would wish for death?”
I end up crying into my mother’s arms like I had when I was a small child when my sisters were mean to me or I’d hurt myself dancing.
I scuff at myself and try to stop my tears too look up that my mother is trying to hide her tears from me.
We hear the door open and my father come inside and we don’t move from our spot.
When he sees my mother’s face I feel his arms around us as well, “Is it about Miss. Hwayoung again dear?”
My mother nods her head and I hear him sigh.
My father is a well known lawyer, but there’s still nothing that he can do without proof… and that’s even if the police will listen to him.
I sigh as I look over to our next door neighbors not caring what my father has to say and what Hwayoung looks like right now…
Why was she crying under the tree?
Does she hate me?
Was I ever really mad at her?
What did she say as a ‘mute’?
I stop myself as her words about love come too my mind, “Love is like being sick. There are times when you just want the feeling too go away, but it won’t. Though love does help with your heart. It heals it but it also crush it. Without protecting the love that you hold for someone you worry dearly for them. My sister used to say that when your mind if clouded with someone so much that they are the first thing that you think of when you fall asleep and the first thing on your mind when you wake up. Your stomach fills with uneasiness that makes your chest flutter when you hear just their name…. You have to figure out where your feelings lie.”
I gave too talk too her… I think I know where my feelings lie.
Where my feelings have always been pointing towards, but I was too stupid to even tell what they were saying.

Notes

Hey everyone it's me alwaysdreaming I just wanted to appologize about how long it's been since I last updated. I kind of hoped I'd update more once I got my own laptop but then it kind of went down hill from there, but oh well I hope you enjoyed this chapter and also for you to know I had updated past chapters since someone of them still had the ____ in it for your name instead of Hwayoung. Well anyways I hope ot update again soon, but who knows let's just finish what I have for stories and ignore all others that come to mind.
FIGHTING!!!!