OrangePumpkinPrincess Shout Box: May 2007

STRANGER IN THE MIRROR

She woke up to the sound of birds singing outside her window. It used to be that those sounds alone are enough to complete her day. But today is not one of those days. Instead of getting up she just changed positions and attempted to go back to sleep. She could hear her parents preparing breakfast; it’s still too early for her to get up she half convinced herself. She knows she still has enough time to squeeze in another hour of sleep before she needs to get up from bed and start her day. But that extra hour of much needed sleep was denied her. It just wouldn’t come back to her. Grumbling she stood up and upon peeking from her bedroom door at the clock in their living room her thoughts were confirmed when she saw that it was only 7 AM, she needs to start getting ready to go to work by 8 which is a good hour away. On her way to bed she saw her reflection on the mirror and did not like what she saw.

Dark circles under the eyes, pimple scarred skin, tired and soulless eyes, and a smile that looks so phony it pains her to even look at it. No matter how hard she tried she can’t recognized the stranger looking back at her from the mirror.

So many questions were forming in her mind now. She wanted to know what happened, why she ended up like that, but the words refused to leave her lips. After a few moments that seemed like an eternity, she decided she does not want to see the stranger in the mirror anymore.

But the stranger in the mirror refused to leave her consciousness; it haunted her every minute of the day.

This is one of those stories that just came tumbling down out of nowhere. At first I do not want to write it because..well because it's yaoi in nature and I try to stay away from those but it refuses to go away. So I decided maybe it's a story that really want to be told. Here you go.. enjoy, comment if you want and reviews are also welcome :-)

Lately

(Implied Yaoi)

CHARACTERS:

Park Shiyeon

Eric

Hyesung

1st verse:
Lately I have had this strangest feeling,
with no vivid reasons here to find.
Yet the thought of losing's been hanging, round my mind...
Far more frequently you're wearing perfume,
with you say, "No special place to go"
But when I ask will you be coming back soon,
you don't know, never know.

Even without looking she knows he’s there. She can smell his favorite perfume. Pretending to sleep she tried to keep still. She can hear him humming a familiar tune. For somebody who likes rap music he sure knows a lot of old tunes.

“I might be late tonight, we might go out after recording” He gently purred in her ears.

She did not bother asking who the “ we” are. It sometimes makes her wonder how is it possible for them to be that close. Yes she knows that they used to live together, that they have been friends and band members for close to 10 years now. Even their die hard fans could never know how close they are. But really, going out every time “he” would leave the country and doing the same after “he” returns to Seoul is ridiculous. Even brothers don’t do that especially if the time of separation is only for a few weeks and especially if it happens so often. If she didn’t know her lover well she would suspect something else.

“Okay….don’t try driving if you’re going to drink ok”

“Yes madam, I won’t”

She was waiting for his kiss, the way he always does whenever he leaves the apartment but none was given. With eyes half open she saw him gently close the door, still humming that song.

Chorus:
Well, I'm a woman of many wishes,
I hope my premonition misses,
but what I really feel, my eyes won't let me hide,
cause they always start to cry.
cause it's time could mean goodbye.

She spent most of the morning cleaning the apartment. It was something she enjoyed doing. But today she can’t seem to get anything done. Her mind was on the man who forgot to kiss her that morning. Looking at her cellphone she has the mind to call him. It used to come naturally to them, to call each other at odd hours of the day just to hear the voice of the other. But lately she starts noticing the irritation in his voice whenever she calls him. If ever he picks the phone he would always find a reason to cut short their conversation telling her his busy or needs to do something.

Her heart got the better of her, picking up her phone she dialed his number.

She heard “Same thoughts” and silently wondered why he changed his ring tone. He never bothers changing his regular ringtone. In fact he finds it irritating when instead of hearing a regular ringtone a song or personalized voice message could be heard from other people’s handphones. Tthe only time his ringtone gets changed is when Andy would change it to annoy him. But she doesn’t think Andy could change his ringtone now since he is in the states vacationing with his family and wouldn’t be back until next week.

“Hullo”

A voice that is familiar to her but not the voice she wanted to hear answered the phone.

“Sungie, how are you? How’s your trip to Japan”

“Shiyeon…..it’s fine…how are you?”

“I’m ok, uhmm….is Eric there?”

“Oh his inside the recording booth, shall I call him?”

“No it’s nothing important; I’ll just call him later”

“Ok”

With that she put down the phone without saying goodbye. She knew Eric well. He never let anybody else answer his phone, even his manager and members never answers it for him. They would just let it ring until he gets to answer it.

When she asks him why, he said he feels it’s an invasion of his privacy when somebody else answers his cellphone for him.

2nd Verse:
Lately I've been staring in the mirror,
very slowly picking me apart.
Tryin' to tell myself I have no reason, with your heart.
Just the other night while you were sleeping,
I vaguely heard you whisper someone's name.
But when I ask you of the thoughts you're keeping,
you just say, nothing's changed.

She was still awake when he arrived. She pretended to sleep because she did not want to voice out all the questions that are playing and replaying inside her head. It was almost morning and as expected he was very drunk. She could hear him as he struggled to change out of his clothes. He fell asleep the moment his head hits the pillow. She on the other hand remained awake silently listening to his snore.

“Sungie…….leaving again….so soon”

Shiyeon froze, she knew she was not dreaming. Slowly she turned around to see Eric sleeping like a baby beside her.

It was just a dream she told herself over and over again.

She didn’t know when slept finally came. It must be very late because the clock reads 12:35 PM when she finally woke up. The other side of the bed was empty and when she looked around the apartment Eric was nowhere to be found.

Ignoring her grumbling tummy, she picked up her handphone and called him.

She heard the same ringtone again. Maybe he was just too lazy to change it she told herself.

“Honey it’s me”

“Shiyeon, it’s Sungie here.”

“Oh, hello. Can I talk to Eric”

“Eric is driving right now. Would you like me to pass on a message?”

“Just tell him to call me back”

“Ok”

“Thanks”

With a heavy heart she put down the phone. She told herself she’s not going to cry. That it’s nothing that they just went out for a drive. But no matter how much she convince herself tears wouldn’t stop falling down from her eyes.

**THE END**