~Love in SM Entertainment~

~Author's P.O.V~

"Omma! Andwae!" The little girl cried as she watched my mom being loaded into the ambulance.

*Omma!~*

***

She sat there on the side benches still balling out her eyes as she waited for the doctor to come out with (good) results of her omma.

"Jenny!" Her appa quickly ran over to her. She quickly shot up once she heard her name and his voice. She ran straight into his embrace, sobbing. "She'll be alright. Omma will be alright, araseyo?"

Her appa tried soothing her out, while stroking her hair saying everything that she hope will be true.

"I-I'm scared a-appa." She said between my cries.

"Shh, it's going to be OK Jenny." He hugged her tighter, making her tears slowly stopping.

***

When they heard the door open, she quickly shot up from her seat and ran towards the doctor.

"D-Doctor-nim, i-is my omma alright?" She asked while wiping away her small tears that still slipped away from her eyes.

"I-Is my wife alright, doctor?" Her father asked just as worried as the little girl is. The doctor took a minute, heaving a sigh.

"I-I'm afraid she can't make it. She doesn't have that long to live. Choesonghamnida." The doctor bowed before standing up straight. "If you want, you may go see her once before she has finally gone to a better place." The doctor spoke softly.

"L-Let's go honey." The little girl's appa spoke softly, however the girl still heard. She nodded her head lightly before walking into the room. Her eyes became watery once again.

"O-Omma." Her heart broke seeing the one she loved so dearly lying on the hospital bed, lifelessly. "O-Omma." Her tears soon became sobs as she walked closer towards her mother.

Her father standing at the door, he could barely even move from seeing his wife who he loved so much soon to be gone. He dropped to the floor as more and more tears came streaming down his already wet face.

The little girl stood there, right beside her mother's bed. Her mother slowly showing a smile, a weak smile. However you could feel the warmest of her smile.

"Omma." The little girl's voice cracked.

"Jenny." Her mother whispered. Soon she moved over a bit, patting the side next to her. Telling the little girl to lay down next to her. So, as her mother wanted, she slowly went onto the bed and laid there with her mother.

"Omma, please don't go." Her mother's heart broke even more hearing those words from her one and only daughter. However she still kept a smile.

"Shh. I'm not going to leave you. I'll always be by your side. I'll always be here." She pointed towards the little girl's heart. However, the little girl quickly shook her head.

"No, no, no. I-I want omma to be here with me. By my side, not just in my heart." She cried. Soon, tears were visible on the mother's face.

"Sweetie." She spoke softly, mostly in a whisper. The little girl wiped away her tears and looked upon her pale mother.

"Hmm?" The little girl hummed in response.

"Can you sing omma a song once more?" She asked with a bright yet weak smile. The little girl showed a small smile and nodded.

Niga inneun gose~
(Where you are)
Nado hamkke halke~
(I will be there too)

Niga ganeun gose~
(Where you go)
Nado hamkke galge~
(I will go there too)

Neol wihaeseo maeil utgo neol wihaeso gidohago
(I smile for you everyday, I pray for you)
Ni saenggage jamdeulgo
(With thoughts of you, I fall asleep)
Neol bureumyeo nuneul tteo~
(I open my eyes as I call for you)

Nae yeopeso jikeyojugo nae yeopeseo gamssa juneun
(You protect me by my side and embrace me)
Neon naye chengugingeol
(You are my heaven)

You're my only one way~

Ojik neoreul wonhae naega ni gyeote isseume kamsahae
(Only for you, I am thankful that I am next to you)

As the little girl sang, her mother's eyes slowly fluttered closed at her daughter's sweet soothing voice.

The little stopped once she notice her mother's eyes closed.

"O-Omma?" The little girl sat up staring at her mother with wide teary eyes. "O-Omma?" She said once again, but there was no response from the latter.

"O-Omma? A-Andwae. Omma andwae! Jehbahl! D-Don't leave me!!! Omma!!!" She was screaming while shaking her mother who lied there lifeless.

"J-Jenny." The little girl's father finally had the strength to stand up. He quickly walked over to his precious little girl and his beloved wife. "J-Jenny." He tried to calm down the little girl.

"OMMA ANDWAE!!!! Y-YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME!!! YOU PROMISED!!! OMMA!!!!!! JEHBAHL!!!!!!!! OMMA ILEONA!!!!!!! OMMA!!!!!!!!~" She kept screaming for her mother to wake up, but never even bulge.

"Jenny, calm down. O-Omma's gone now. S-She's gone." Her father tried prying her off her now dead mother. "Jenny, please." Her father pleaded as the little girl held tightly.

"ANDWAE!!!! A-APPA, O-OMMA C-CAN'T LEAVE ME!!!! ANDWAE!!!!!!" The little girl kept yelling.

Finally after one last pull the father fell onto the floor with the little girl right in his embrace sobbing.

"Omma's gone now Jenny. Y-You still have me, araseyo? A-Appa still here." Her father spoke softly while hugging her tightly.

"I want omma!~" She cried.

"I-I know. Mianhae ttal. Mianhae." He also sobbed along with his little girl.

***

The little girl stood there holding onto a white rose flower in her hands. Standing right in front of her mother's burial. With her father standing right next to her.

"It's time." The pastor spoke. The slowly lowered the coffin down. Sobbing could be heard all around the little girl. She closed her eyes as she took deep breathes. She really couldn't take in the truth. She wished that everything was just a dream.

Once she opens her eyes, she'll be at home smelling her mother's delicious cooking. However everything was not a dream. It was reality. Which had hit her pretty hard. She had to take in the truth.

"Jenny, sweetie." She opened her eyes once she heard her father's soft broken voice. She slowly looked up to see her father waiting for her at the edge of the burial. She gulped before started taking so steps.

~"Omma, balliwa!!!" The little girl shouted with happiness.

"Honey, slow down. You're going to get hurt!" Her mother yelled after her.

"Hehehe, balli omma!!! I can see the little pond!" The little girl squealed.

"Alright, alright." Her mother laughed at her daughter's cuteness.

"Omma look!!! Fishy!!!!" The little girl beamed while pointing at the large gold fish in the clear water.

"Sweetie, not too close." Her mother walked over and pulled her over, a bit away from the pond.

"Omma, look it has a omma fishy too." The little beamed while pointing at the fish looking up at her mother. Earning a warm bright smile from the latter.

"Yeah, just like how you have me." She squat down, wrapping her arms around the little girl.

"Saranghae omma." She beamed while throwing her arms around her mother's neck.

"Jeodohyo, saranghae Jenny." Her mother laughed, giving a peck on the little girl's right cheek.

Soon tears were again streaming down her face as she took closer steps to the burial.

*Omma.*

She finally stopped and looked down.

"Rest in peace omma. You're in a better place now." The little girl hiccuped while throwing the white beautiful rose down. Watching the rose land right on top of the beautiful wood carved coofin.

*You'll never be forgotten omma.*

Her father then came and wrapped his arm around the little girl's shoulder.

"Let's go honey." His voice cracked, hearing how much he is in pain right now. Not physical pain, but emotional pain. His heart ached more and more as he stood there staring down at the coffin with his beloved daughter.

"Wait for me." He whispered as a tear once fell down again.

~Jenny's P.O.V~

I slowly opened my eyes. They were once again red.

"Omma." I said softly. I brutally sat up, forcing myself out of bed to get ready for school, which I call hell.

Ever since omma died, life just felt like it became hard. Everything became hard. Appa and I barely talked anymore. Seems like I'm the only one who has took in the reality. While appa still wants to stay in dreamland.

It's been 13 years now, since omma's death. I'm officially a adult now. I'm finally 18 years old. And it's my last year in hell, I mean high school.

***

I quickly took a shower and put on my uniform.

*Why do we still have to wear uniforms?*

I pouted while grabbing my school bag and quickly walking out of my room. As I reached downstairs I saw appa sitting there reading newspaper eating his breakfast quietly.

"Morning appa." I spoke with a bright smile. Hoping that he would also smile. Which he did, however it small. But still a smile.

"Morning princess." He said quietly as he turned his attention back to his newspaper. I quickly went inside the kitchen hoping to find something good to eat. Didn't go grocery shopping again. "Sweetie, shouldn't you leave by now? It's already 7:10."

My eyes widen once I heard the time being announce by appa. I quickly sprinted to the door and out the door.

"Bye appa!!" I shouted before slamming the door closed. It's a good thing I'm never hungry that much anymore.


***At School***


I quickly walked to class, hoping no one will stop to just bully me. Yes, I became the damn queenka's target. They always made fun of me. The head queenka, Krystal, used to be my best friend. However ditched me later.

She started to make fun of me, make my so damn embarrassed. That's why I always (try) to avoid her. But somehow she always finds me. Which is like, a stalker. SHE'S A STALKER! Maybe.

***

Once I walked into my classroom, a balloon of powder was just thrown at me. Turning me into a normal girl to a damn white ghost! My shirt and part of my face was covered in the powder. Everyone burst out laughing. I just stood there still, shocked.

"Awe, looked what happened to our little geek." Krystal's voice ringing into my head.

*You little fucking bitch!!!!! I swear I'm going to strangle you to death!!!*

I always cussed her in my head. Never had the courage to say it straight to her face. Well, because that's the type of girl I am. Omma told me if I have nothing nice to say, never say it at all.

I swear, if I disobeyed omma. I probably be throwing a tantrum right now. Screaming at everyone who is pointing and laughing at me.

"Ms. Quach, w-what happened to you?" My teacher finally came to class. I just hanged my head down low. "Go wash yourself." She demanded which I obeyed. Quickly rushing off to the bathroom.

***

"Ugh, I fucking hate you girls." I said under my breathe while cleaning the powder off of me.

*Omma, I need you again. Right now.*

I held my head down while small tears escaped my eyes.

***

Finally hell, I mean school ended and everyone basically dashed out of the school. On the other hand, I slowly got out. Waiting for all those damn, stupid, douche bags, retarded people leave first. So then the halls would be cleared out.

As I walked I notice the ahjumma that sells delicious ddukbokki was standing at the side of the street again. I then quickly ran over to her.

"Ahjumma!~" I beamed while standing right in front of her.

"Oh, Jenny!~ Nice to see you again. What happened to you?" She greeted then asked once she saw my still a bit powdered shirt.

"Um... " I bit my lower lip nervously. Ahjumma is like family to me also. Whenever I was down, I would go to her. Because she kinda is like my omma. She always cared about me. Sometimes when I'm with her, she makes me feel as if my real omma is here with me.

"You got bullied again?" She stated shaking her head. "Here, have some ddukbokki. It'll cheer you up." She beamed while putting the ddukbokki in front of me.

"Gomawo ahjumma." I beamed right before I started stuffing my face. "Mm~ So delicious." I squealed while stuffing more. Let's just say, I have a huge appetite.

"Sweetie, have you ever been telling your father about these past bullying?" Ahjumma asked worriedly. I just stopped stuffing my face. Hanging my head.

*Ani, because I don't want him to worry.*

I gulped before finally opening my mouth.

"A-Ani." I whispered.

"Bwoh?" She asked since she couldn't hear me.

"I-I said I don't." I then look up at her. She just heaves a sigh and shakes her head.

"Waeyo?" She asked serious. I gulped my remaining saliva.

"B-Because I don't want my appa to worry. H-He's still sensitive over omma's death. Even though it's been like 13 years now. You know how when you madly in love with someone and after losing them. It just feels as if you lost everything." You spoke softly.

"I understand." The ahjumma let out a soft sigh before speaking again. "Do you want to experience love just like your father?" She questioned with a small teasing smile. I just sheepishly smile back.

"Y-Yeah, I do. I mean... even though I'm shy and all. I still want to find someone. The right one. And no I'll not start dating because I-I'm scared of being hurt." I spoke softly.

"I understand sweetie. I'm sure you'll find the right one instead of going on and on dating." We both chuckled.

"I hope so." I whispered while stuffing my face again.

***

Back at home. It was a good thing appa was in his office instead of downstairs. Because then he would have saw my messed up shirt. I quickly changed into something more comfortable. A over-sized t-shirt and pajama shorts seems comfortable.

Once I changed into my sleeping attire, I quickly went to my desk pulling out all my homework assignments.

*It's a good thing I'm smart unlike those stupid people back at school.*

I spat in my head, talking about everyone back at school.

***

10:30 pm.

I yawned and crawled under my comfortable, soft blanket.

*Goodnight omma.*

My eyes fluttered closed, while I slowly escaped to dreamland.

Notes

Whoa!!!!!!!!~ I hope you guys liked the first chapter!!!!~ I can't believe school is already here. Well, you guys all know what I mean. But it's here!!!! Sucks, because since I moved I'm going to be a loner at my new school. *pout* *pout* But anyways please subscribe, comment, and vote!~

(A/N: Fell in love with Chen's voice for the drama that D.O is going to be in: 'It's Okay, It's Love.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g_XEMbTu0uU