A Lost Memory chap.2 - It was ...You?...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
A woman that tries to discover her past....

Submitted: October 27, 2010

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Submitted: October 27, 2010



Chapter 2.....
It was you..?

A suave sound of a piano...with echo was hearing so well into her ears...than a genlte manly voice..singing a sad song with the piano.....

"..finding you,love, in a rainy day full of sadness
tears were sheeded followed by a tight hug
Say you will live for me
Say you will smile for me
The pain is profound but with the thought i'll chear you
Tell to destiny to let us live even if the love to kill
Is a mean reason for them...
Do you want to die?....
Hello love please live for me.."

Listening this song she wanted so much to cry..Why?...
Such a nice feeling but so full of a huge sadness...
The voice..she wanted to hug somehow that voice that was singing and sounded familiar to her.Who was he?
Lots of  aplause was heard in hear ears after that the song was almoust at the end...
The young man,he looked at her and smilied so shy.Her heart was melting of so much warmth...
He came ot her and wanted to tell her something but then a phone was ringing and she suddenly she woke up.

- Are you ok?Another nightmare? Francis with a sleepy voice asked her.
She only nooded that she was fine even if her interior was so shaked up lately.
- You should visit a doctor.I do not like the way you feel lately.You have too many nightmares.
 - I am fine.Don't worry.I don't have to go to a doctor.Probably it is because of the stress.she tried to make an excuse.
Francis gave her a long glance like he was feeling that she was lieing somehow and he didn't liked that.With a lazy move,he answered the phone.

Yara didn't payed attention at all at the conversation that her so called husband was having.
Her mind was still thinking of that dream.
The young man from the dream was the same one from the other dream.And what made her more stressed was the fact that she couldn't see his features too well.It was so blurry!...Maybe if she could see his features,maybe she could remember something.

Her instinct was telling her that the best is to leave without thinking in Seoul ,there where she used to work.She had the adress from one of her books,written on a piece of paper and hidden in there.
But that man,Francis wouldn't allow like her to be alone not even for 1 hour.She felt like she was kept in a prison and the frustrasion was so familiar...
Did she has even been through this?....

The only thing she could do now was trying to get an answer from her mother at least,even though she couldn't feel that very close bond between a mother and a daughter.
That woman was always nervous when she tried so many times to find out something about her past that she couldn't remember and all the time she was changing the topic very fast.
Yara had to inssist though.Puting very slowly the cup of tea that she was drinking she asked very calm.
 - Mother,how did i end up in Seoul.And why did i wanted to teach in there?
 The face of the old woman got shadows but seeing that the expression of her daughter was telling that this time she will inssist more,she decided to tell her.
 - You loved to travel and you were fascinated by different kind of people,different kind of traditioms...That;s why even though i wanted like you to study medicine,you inssited that you would like to teach.I thought that you forgot about it but you..after you got married with Francis,you made papers for a important high school in there and they accepted you,after you were rejected on Todai University from Tokyo.
- I ran away?
 - Me and Francis were so worried about you until Francis went after you to bring you back.the woman made a fake worried expression touching with one of her hands,her cheek.
This was her oportunity to ask.Now or never...
 - Mother..?
 - Hmm?...
 - Who is Jaewon?...
The sound of the cup made Yara to be for a second scared when its sound of breaking on the floor came so suddenly.The woman tried to take the pieces of the broken cup with some hands that didn't wanted to listen to her.
Why she started to act like that when she heard that name?
Her hands were shaken so hard and her face was so distorsinated that you could say that had the same reaction that a priest would if someone would say "The devil talked to me,i can see it."
Yara puted her hand on the shoulder of the agitated woman and insisted:
 - Who is Jaewon?
 - Never,but never ever in your life ..don't pronunce that cursed name! It is not good for you.He is poison for you,he makes you to be a horrible woman.He is a ilness! Cursed to be the day when you met him! Forget please,i bed you,my child! the woman screamed at her, shaking her child's shoulders so hard that Yara felt dizzy.

In the same evening standing on the corner of the bed from the room she had to share for more than half of year with that man.He was at the bathroom taking a bath.
Yara couldn't forget the words and the reaction that her mother had when she pronunced that name.After that her mother cried a lot in her room.Yara could hear it,but somehow she felt calm and not guilty at all.
The cell phone..that was hidden in the closet....she wanted so much to look for it,but Francis was home and she could get caught....friday was the only day in which she could be alone for 3 hours.But waiting for more 3 days was torturing her.She ran to the closet not caring to much that Francis could come into the room in any minute.
She was having a new voice mail.Her hands were shaking while she pressed the button to hear the message.

"Annyeoung sarang! i know that probably you will never hear this,but i so pray that you are ok.Geuncha na you?They didn't wanted to tell me if you ...are still alive or not..They are not allowing me to try to contact your mother or even your husband to know what happened after the car accident.I had a very hard time after that night but now it is notihng important,not as important as you.
The voice was so famililar...Her heart was beating so fast..It was the same voice from her dreams....
His voice was so fade somehow like he was trying hard to speak clearly but after that...he bursted into tears.She could hear him so well.
- it was my fault.I am so sorry.I am the one that played with fire and because of me ,you end up to be the one to pay for everything that happened.That husband of your told me that i am a murderer.That i am the one that killed you.I pray to God even if i do not believe in him,to not be true.Please be alive! Even if i do notr know anything about you anymore i want you to be ok,because like this i will have more streight to go on with my life.I'll never forget you....
Her hand was shaking whille the cell phone was at her ear.Her eyes that couldn't see somehow anymore were full of tears.
She had to meet him!The young man that had that voice.Reminding the fact that Francis could find her with the only thing that could make light about her past,she hidded back the cell phone where she found it and sat again on the bed.The tears didn't wanted to stop.

 - Yara?What is wrong?Francis asked when he entered into the room.
She covered her face with her hands trying ot hide her tears but he put them aside with fermity.
 - Your eyes look gulity again..he sighed with a nuace of disgust into his voice.
Yara got very violently slaped by him.She was still dizzy with the cheek that was hurting when he put his hand into her hair and sceamed at her:
 - Don't tell me that your stupid head remembers you about that guy.
 - Jaewon?..she mumbled though her shaked voices.
 - That bastard! I'm going to kill him.I'm going ot finish what i had to few months ago.
And you are dead if you try to contact him.DO YOU UNDERSTAND??

Why?Why everyone wanted like her to forget about this name,that person..?
Jaewon..it is ..you?....

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