GONE

Thank yous are in order....

Pammie, Bebe, Fudgy, SueAnne, Ate Sue, Silent Lurker 1, Silent Lurker 2, 4everjoongbo (i Miss you, Girl!!!), Anon, Emmalloyd, LvKprogram and all those who took the time to read... Thank you so much.. Your comments mean a lot to me. I wasn't sure if I should post because i had the impression that this blog has become a ghost town.

Again, thank you for the kind comments.. They really do help keep me inspired--I just hope the silent lurkers and anon leave their names because, so I could address my thank yous.. I encourage everyone to leave your names when you leave me some love..

Moving on..

If we are Twitter friends, you'd know I promised to post three, but the other one was totally messing up my system, so bear with this one. The next one I am about to post is happy..

So this one came out of nowhere.. I just read a passage/quote in Twitter and VIOLA!!

It's sad, I know and I totally made HJ look bad, I'm expecting to get some haters in this one again.. i promise HJ Redemption on the next one..

PLEASE KEEP THIS WRITER INSPIRED (BELIEVE ME, I NEEDS LOTS OF LOVE AFTER MY 'NIGHTMARE'), LEAVE ME SOME COMMENTS, PLEASE??

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Mrs. Han rushed out of her room as she heard a loud noise.

It seemed like another bottle of cognac or rum colliding against the wall.

She struggled desperately with the lock of the master's bedroom, but it seemed like all the keys in her hands were the wrong ones. She grew more and more weary as she heard a desperate cry from inside the room. Her hands seemed clammy and panic started to envelope her normally calm stature.

A huge pair of hands took the keys she was holding. The middle aged man smiled gently at her. "Don't worry, Ahjumma.", he reassured the old woman, "He's fine, Hyun Joong is fine.."

Mrs. Han nodded at Jun, removing her hands from the doorknob. "What was it this time, Jun?", she asked.

Jun let out a sigh. "We're guessing another bad dream. He woke up sweating and crying..", the man answered. "He was restless. He went to the bar and grabbed a bottle of cognac, started drinking--"

"He was watching the wedding video again, wasn’t he?", Mrs. Han knew it all too well.

It wasn’t the first time Hyun Joong woke up from those bad dreams, it wasn’t the first time he thought he could drink his miseries away, it wasn’t the first time he broke down as he watched his wedding video, and it certainly wasn’t the first time a bottle of liquor came flying and crashing to the wall.

Mrs. Han gasped, "He did not hurt himself this time, did he?"

Jun shook his head. "The rest of the men are monitoring the cameras. Before I left, he was calm, but still sobbing. I'm guessing he's still watching the video."

Mrs. Han began to feel pain in her chest, it hurt her that Hyun Joong was hurting. "Why is this happening to my sweet poor Hyun Joong?!", she whispered. "If only the Aghassi hadn’t left in haste.."

"We cannot blame Miss Hye Jung, Ahjumma.", Jun patted the wrinkled small woman's back, "She was in pain, too. She had given up so much for their marriage to work, but Hyun Joong hadn’t seen that then. He hadn’t seen how lonely Miss Hye Jung had become. There were even times he completely ignored her. There were times he cheated on her and even if Miss Hye Jung knew, she acted as if she had not a clue and continued to love him."

Mrs. Han nodded, "Yes, if only oohri Hyun Joongie hadn’t been so immature and self-absorbed, the Aghassi wouldn't have given up on him."

"They had been so happy at first, and they worked so hard and fought a lot of battles to be with each other.. But as time passed, even their love was not enough.."

"No, Ahjumma. Love was enough, but the young Sir realized it a bit too late.. Miss Hye Jung had made up her mind to leave and when she could not stand it anymore, she just crumbled and left.", Jun said.

Mrs. Han sighed. She could still remember the huge argument the young couple had. Their voices were loud, and it frightened the staff. Hye Jung cried buckets of tears and begged.
She left that night. She got her car and just left.

Mrs. Han could still remember the screeching of the wheels when the lady of the house left.
The next thing she heard after a loud silence were police sirens. The officers said Hye Jung's car flipped as she skidded through the icy road.

They said she died on the spot.. And, so did her unborn child.

She had been pregnant for six weeks.

That night could have been the night she broke the news to her Shillang, but the argument came first.

It's been 8 months, 5 days, 3 hours since the accident that took the lives of Hyunjoong's wife and their unborn child.

"He's just afraid to let go." Jun said, "I hope he realizes that Miss Hye Jung wouldn’t want to see him like that. She had such pure and kind heart. She wouldn’t want him to blame himself. He needs to let go.."

Mrs. Han started to move away from the door, Jun took her arm to support her.

"Yeah", she muttered as they started walking away, "But sometimes I think, it's not that Hyun Joong is afraid of letting go, he's just afraid of accepting the fact that she's gone.. the child is gone.. their love is gone."