Sunday, August 25, 2013

CH17- I did good, right?



I did good, right?
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Dara’s POV



I woke up feeling warm. I snuggled closer to that warmth … and then my brain cells kicked in. I quickly scampered away from Youngbae, realizing that I was being enveloped by his arms while we slept. He didn’t stir from my movement. I studied his bruised face and I winced. The bruises looked nasty and I’m sure that it hurts. I sighed. I didn’t even realize when we had fallen asleep. Oh well, might as well cook some breakfast since he was kind to me last night.


I cooked some rice, fried eggs sunny side up and I found a pack of ramen. I still have some left over kimchi so I guess this’ll have to do. I’m sure I made some noises but Youngbae was sleeping like a log and even after I took a quick shower, he was still out of it. When the rice cooker signalled that it’s done cooking, that’s when I cooked the ramen so the broth will still be hot when we eat. I prepared the little aluminium round table and arranged our food for two and placed it beside him. I gently shook Youngbae and it took me two minutes to fully wake him up. “Hurry and wash your face” I ordered. “The food will get cold.”


Breakfast was a silent affair. I guess both of us were thinking of last night. Right now, Youngbae knows about me more than anyone I know. Although I’m not regretting that I shared my life story with him, in the back of my mind, there’s this gnawing fear that this person now has the most ammunition on me. I believe my fear stems from my past history with trusting the wrong people. This time … this time … it’ll be different. I hope.


“The trip to Macau will be next week, right?” I looked at Youngbae. I did some thinking while cooking earlier and I came up with a plan. I think he will be mighty pleased when he finds out what my surprise is.


He nodded slowly, taking a sip of the broth directly from the tin pot.


“When exactly are we leaving?” I said offhandedly, reaching for some kimchi with my chopsticks.


He choked and started coughing. I handed him a glass of water.


“Chincha?” His eyes were round like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.


“I thought you asked me to come with you?”


He nodded vigorously and smiled. “I promise you, you won’t regret coming … it’ll be the best vacation ever.”


I continued eating and hid a smile. If things will go according to my plan, it’ll be his best vacation ever.





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The week went by very fast. I asked for a vacation leave from Gummy unnie and Dongwook oppa for two weeks. I made some phone calls and met some people and so far, everything is falling into place. I pat myself on the back. You did good, Dara.




Its two days before Christmas. The plane to Macau will be leaving in half an hour and here I am in the airport, done checking in my luggage. My phone started ringing and I answered immediately.


“Where are you?” came Youngbae’s worried voice.


“I’m already in the airport” I answered.


I heard his sigh of relief. “Great! I’m here near Gate 7. You didn’t forget your ticket?”


I looked at the ticket I’m holding. “Nope”


“Hurry up then. They’ll announce boarding time any minute from now.”


“Arasseo, arasseo. Just wait there okay?”


“Ppalli-iii…” Youngbae said in a cute tone and I laughed.


“Ara … talk to you later …” I ended the call and dialled another number, the smile leaving my face.  I am doing the right thing, right?





I see him standing, looking around near the boarding area. I saw how he repeatedly looked at his phone. I then heard the voice over the speakers’ last call for the passengers to board now. My phone rings. Youngbae has this worried look on his face and I quickly hid behind a stone pillar.


“It’s been 20 minutes …” he greeted me. “Are you lost? Hurry up or we’ll miss the plane.”


“Just relax” I soothed. “Youngbae-ya …”


“Hmmm?”


“Turn around”


“What?”


“Turn around” I repeated.


“Why?” I peeked and he looked confused.


“Aish! Just follow what I tell you!”


He turned around but not in the direction I wanted. “Turn to your right, 30 degrees more.”


“Huh?”


“Ppalli!”


“You can see me?” he asked, surprised, and began turning his head left and right. Nevertheless, he followed my direction so he’s now facing the boarding gate.


“Listen to me …” I began. “Keep your eyes in front.” I peeked again to see if he did what I asked, and then I continued.  “I wanted to thank you for being a friend. I know that I haven’t been doing a great job of what you’ve asked of me and I’m really sorry for messing up our previous plan so this time, I wanna make it up to you.”


“Dara, what are you saying? You didn’t mess up any -“


“Just shut up and listen, okay?” I interrupted. “I know I promised you that you’ll find a girlfriend soon and I am planning to keep that promise …” I signalled to someone and nodded.


“So,” I sighed. “I have a surprise for you … Don’t miss this opportunity, okay?”


“What are you saying?” I can hear the confusion in his voice.


“Youngbae-ya … have a great vacation, okay? I know you’ll love my gift.” I peeked again and I know that it’s time. “I’ll count from 1 to 3 and then you can turn, ara?” I started walking, with a heavy heart for some reason.


“Don’t turn around until I tell you to …” I warned. “Hana … dhul … seht!”


“Dara-ya, what are you-“ Youngbae turned. “K-krystal?!”


I heard how surprised he was over the phone. He must be so happy right now. “Merry Christmas, Youngbae.” I said in a low tone and I pressed “End Call” on my phone and sighed. I did good, right?


I glanced at my watch. I have two hours more to spare before my flight to Jeju. I sighed again. What to do with all this time?




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Sunday, August 18, 2013

SS- Chapter 9



Chapter 9




Bom’s sessions are held every two weeks and on the second one, she refused to be hospitalized and begged for her parents to let her come home after the deed. She called me that night sounding so exhausted and asked me if I can sleep over. My Mom drove me. On her third session, I wanted to come with them to the hospital but her parents said that it’ll be better if I just waited for them at home which I did. Bom’s complexion looked so sallow and pale when they arrived. Bom was vomiting almost nonstop for 2 hours and she was crying that she doesn’t want to continue with the treatment anymore. It was her only moment of weakness. The next day, she was almost back to normal again but she felt so weak that she had to skip school for 2 days. Our friends were starting to notice her increasing absences and bouts of nausea but I kept my mouth shut. It was not my place to tell them.


After 2 months, the secret can’t be kept anymore. She started losing hair and everyday at school, she would either wear a beanie or those hippie scarves slash bandannas. Bom’s doctors recommended brain surgery as soon as possible. They said that chemo and radiation weren’t helping and that the cancer has progressively and aggressively grown. Surgery was their last option. We had a crying session at that.


Two weeks before her scheduled surgery, we were in our Science class when I heard Bom groaning, holding her head in both hands, almost doubled over in her seat. 


“Bom, are you okay?” I stupidly asked. I can see her in pain but it was all my panicked brain could think of.


Suddenly, without a warning, she collapsed.


I knelt over her and began crying. “Call an ambulance!” I yelled to the shocked faces of our classmates.


Our Math teacher, Miss Yoon recovered almost immediately and asked the other students who crowded around us to move and give Bom some breathing room. She then ordered Taeyang and Seungri to bring Bom to the infirmary. The two boys readily followed her orders and I half ran with them followed by a trail of some of our friends like Chaerin and Minzy.


The resident nurse called an ambulance and Principal Kang also showed up in the crowded clinic. Seeing the number of students inside, he told them to go back inside the classroom. When no one moved, Miss Yoon bellowed. “Back to the room, NOW!”


And they left. Seungri and Taeyang stayed behind with me, though.


“Let’s just take her to the hospital using my car” Our principal suggested. “She might need immediate assistance.”


Miss Yoon agreed. The 2 boys then carried Bom and gently placed Bom at the backseat of Principal Kang’s car and they also climbed in the car, protecting Bom on both sides.


“Miss Park, can you please call Bom’s parents and let them know that I’ll take her to the Main hospital?” Principal requested.


I nodded tearily. Of course her parents need to be informed.


Miss Yoon took the front seat and there was no more room for me.


“Dara” she called. “Please take care of the class. Can you do that for me?”


“B-but I want to come with -”


“We’ll take care of her” she sympathized. “What she needs right now are her parents so please do call them, arrasseo?”


I could only nod and as they drove off. I nervously dialed Aunt’s number. Oh God! How do I tell her Omma the news?





The class was still abuzz when I got back inside. I can still hear Bom’s Mom crying in my head. I was so scared and worried that I couldn’t address all of our classmate’s questions. I couldn’t tell them. I also called my mother asking her if she can pick me up so we can go to the hospital after school and she said she’ll leave work early. She was also anxious to know of Bom’s condition.


When we arrived at the hospital, we were greeted by the sight of Taeyang and Seungri sitting along the row of plastic chairs in the hallway, together with our teacher, all with eyes that I can tell just cried. I suspect the boys now know the real situation and Seungri for once was at a loss for words when he saw me followed by Chaerin and Minzy who rode along in the car with us. I couldn’t deny them since I know that they were worried for Bom, too.


I knocked on the door and Aunt opened it. Principal Kang then went out and I saw that Bom was asleep. It’s with the help of pain killers, her mom said. Mom then consoled Aunt and Uncle and I woodenly walked to Bom’s bed with Chae and Minzy trailing behind. I wanted to hug my best friend but I was afraid to speak or touch her. I cried my tears silently and Minzy then couldn’t resist asking what’s really wrong with our friend. They must be really confused right now given the somber mood from everyone.


Aunt called them over and she ushered them outside. I reckon she will be the one to tell them. I was left alone in the room. I gently placed my hand over Bom’s. I didn’t say a word. I just wanted to feel her warmth.






The next day, rumors of Bom’s illness have spread like wildfire across the campus. The girls were quick to assure me that they were not the ones who spread the news even if I didn’t ask them about it. I didn’t care who spread the rumor. I just wanted the news that’s going around to be what’s true. I have heard several versions of what happened yesterday when Bom collapsed. I have heard that she was really pregnant … no, she had abortion in the US and is having side effects … she really has AIDS … If the situation wasn’t so serious; it could almost have been funny. It was like Seunghyun all over again.


By lunchtime, most of the students have gravitated toward our group’s somber table in the cafeteria. Gone were the usual banters and laughter. Everyone was silent and just going through the motions of eating. One thing we agreed upon though was visit Bom after school and to try to appear cheerful in front of her. I briefly saw Seunghyun walk in together with 2 of his male classmates but he didn’t stop by, seeing that our table is full. They sat at the other end of the room. I did receive a message soon after he sat down saying that he heard about Bom and that he’ll wait for me after class.


I glanced at his direction and saw him looking at me. I gave him a brief nod.


He was waiting by my locker after the last school bell rang for the day. Together, we walked side by side towards the parking lot. He inquired about Bom and that it must have been a shock to everyone. I told him that I’ve known for awhile but had to keep it a secret because he said he was worried knowing how much I care about my bestfriend.


Our other friends will also drop by the hospital and they went in two cars. We pulled out of the school’s parking lot one after the other and we were following Taeyang’s car when Seunghyun made a short stop at a little flower shop by the road and picked up a bunch of yellow daisies.


“Do you think she’ll like them?” he asked.


“I’m sure she will” I beamed. “That’s so sweet of you.”


“Well, we can’t go to the hospital empty handed” he reasoned.





When we arrived, we saw our friends outside Bom’s room with her Mom. She was talking to the nurse to let all of us in. I guess they didn’t want too many visitors at the same time. The nurse relented providing we don’t stay too long and not to be too rowdy. We bowed our thank yous and Aunt ushered us in and after announcing to Bom that her schoolmates are here, she left the room to give us our time together.


We let the ones who were not present yesterday greet Bom first. One by one, the guys said their support and the girls gave her hugs. Seunghyun and I are at the farthest back and when it was our turn, Bom spread her arms and exclaimed, “Ssantokki!”


I rushed over and gave her a warm hug. “How are you?”


“Better. I can go home tomorrow but Mom won’t let me go to school yet.” She then pulled my arm and whispered in my ear. “Ya. Why didn’t you tell me you’ll be bringing hot guy over?”


“Seunghyun?” I also whispered and she nodded. “He heard about what happened and he was worried about you also.”


Her eyes sparkled. “Really? If I’d known I would have combed my hair or brushed my teeth. Oh, why did I eat corn just now?” she lamented. “Tell me, do I have something stuck between my teeth?”


I proceeded to inspect when she showed me her teeth. “You’re good.”


“Sure?”


I nodded.


She sat a little straighter on her bed and greeted Seunghyun. “Thank you for coming as well.”


Seunghyun came nearer and handed her the flowers. “I hope you’re feeling better” he said. “These are for you.”


Bom’s face positively lit up and I could see the reddening of her cheeks. “Ommo! Komapsumnida” she smiled in appreciation. “You’re so thoughtful.”


“If only we had time, I definitely would have bought you flowers too, Noona” Seungri said jokingly.

Bom just rolled her eyes at him. “Hmp! I bet it didn’t even enter your mind. Thank God for Seunghyun-shi here, he knows what a gentleman is all about.”


Seungri pretended to look hurt and pouted. Taeyang then interrupted. “Don’t worry, Bom. Tomorrow, I’m going to send you a bouquet of corns.”


Bom’s eyes sparkled. “Ahhh … as expected from Tae.” She sighed dramatically with her hand over her heart. “Taeyang is daebak!” She gave two thumbs up at his direction and Taeyang blushed with his cute eye smile.


I have always suspected that he has a secret crush on my best friend but was too shy to admit it.


We barely stayed an hour because the nurse soon asked us to let the patient rest.


Seunghyun was already late for work so I just took the bus after I accompanied Chaerin in shopping for fabrics for the play.


So far, we’ve only had one formal practice session. It’s only November and the play won’t be until February, just in time for Valentine’s Day. It’s the production and the wardrobe design teams who have a lot of things to prepare beforehand.


While shopping, Chaerin reminded me of my upcoming birthday next week. Usually, it was Bom who make plans for my party each year. I told Chae that I don’t think I have the heart to make merry making but she contradicted and said that this is the perfect time to have a party. It would help lift everyone’s mood. Besides, we can also have a get together with all of our friends and make a happy memory before Bom’s surgery. Bom love parties.


I eventually gave in and I let Chae to do all the planning.





Thursday came and Bom was back to school. She looked paler than usual but she was her usual joyful self. She was gracious to accept all the well wishes and kind words the students were giving her. At lunchtime, I was sitting beside her when Seunghyun dropped by. I was at the farthest end of the table so Bom wiggled some room so he can sit beside her.


Bom was obvious in her flirting that it was amusing. Seunghyun was nice enough and indulged her, occasionally looking at me. Bom was grilling him with questions about his lovelife and past girlfriends. Those were questions that I wanted to ask myself but was too shy to. So when he met my eye as if asking for help or a way out, I just rolled my eyes at him saying he’s on his own. Ha. No one can escape Bommie.


I received a message from him after lunch. “U were right. Ur friend is scary.”


“That’s Bominator ^^” I texted back.


Meanwhile, Bom and I went home together. While waiting for her Mom to pick us up, she told me something that made my heart nervous.


“Dara-yah, I think I’m falling in love” she said confidingly.


There it goes. My heart clenched. I couldn’t think of anything to say.


She continued, “Do you think Seunghyun will accept if I confessed to him?”


I was still silent. How do I tell her?


“Ani. What was I thinking?” she said in self deprecating tone, shaking her head. “Who would like someone like me right? I mean, here I am, I’m all puffy and I look ugly with me losing my hair.” She then laughed, full of self pity. “Goodness, I must be going crazy to even think about confessing. After the surgery, I will be bald. Who would want to date a bald chick? Everybody is already staring at me like I’m some kind of a freak.”


Seeing her get teary-eyed, I could only think of consoling her. “That’s not true” I said softly, touching her arm. “Any man would be lucky to have you. And stop thinking that you’re ugly. Your beautiful, Bom. I bet you’ll be rocking the bald chick look.”


“You’re just saying that coz you’re my best friend.”


“Bom, look at me” I held both of her shoulders to face me. “Don’t ever pity yourself again, arrasseo? The Bom that I know is strong and confident and never cared about what other people thinks of her. And don’t ever, ever,” I emphasized “think that you’re a freak. The students are just curious about you. By tomorrow, this will all be yesterday’s news.”


She put on a brave smile and nodded. “Nomu saranghae Dara-yah.” She gave me a tight hug. “You’re right. I’m Bominator, right?”


“Right!” I laughed, glad that she regained her sense of humor.


“Help me shop for wigs this Saturday?” she then asked.


“Sure.” I readily agreed. “Oh! We can get a blonde one.” I said excitedly. I can already picture her wering a blonde wig in my head.


Bom caught on my excitement. “Yeah. I’m also thinking of maybe blue …”


“Blue?” I exclaimed, incredulously.


“What’s wrong with blue? Everyone will know it’s a wig anyway. Maybe I can also find a green one, huh? Why not go all the way while I’m at it?”


“You’re crazy.”


“That I am.” She agreed. “You should know that by now,” ribbing me with her elbow.


We then saw her Mom’s car coming up the gates of the school. Before she reached us, I couldn’t resist asking. “Bom?”


“Yeah?”


“What you said earlier … about Seunghyun … are you serious about it?”


She gave a hearty laugh. “Tokki, you know better when I talk like that. When have I ever confessed? You know me; I’m all talk and no walk …”


What Bom said was true. She would always think up of plans on how she would confess to her numerous crushes in the past but she never did. Not even once.


Still, there’s a cold dread inside my heart that I couldn’t shake off. I feel like I’ve messed up something and now, it’s too late.