I'm Just a Substitute Doll
Long Time No See's
Sketch.tuk.tuk..
The sound of a glass bottle of drink on the table. The man who did that was drowning his face on the table.
Every now and then he lifted his head and gulped down the liquor in his hand. Her hair had lengthened, I don't know how long she hadn't cut it. His mustache and beard did not lose either. With a body that looks clearly unkempt.
For a year Sean didn't come to his office. Aiden replaces Sean in the company. And all that time Sean just locked himself in the house. As her mother, Gloria could do nothing but let her son feel the rewards of his own actions.
Bottles of old liquor were scattered everywhere. Wraps of food leftovers ordered online also accumulate everywhere. The house that used to look elegant, now looks like a recycling bin.
The man who used to love neatness and cleanliness, now is not much different like a bully on the streets. Every day he just muttered Yelena's name.
That day he looked at the calendar.
"31 December.." he muttered.
"Jelena's death warning."
He climbed the stairs with a staggering body. His body, which was once powerful, now looks like the body of a teenager who is in growth. He's so skinny.
This past year all he had eaten was chicken soup. But the chicken soup in the message is not the same as the artificial taste of Yelena. Over and over again he tried to make it, instead of succeeding he got hurt. That was the reason why there were so many incision wounds on his fingers and hands.
He stood in front of the mirror of his room. He looked at how messed up he was. He rubbed his beard.
"If Yelena sees me screwed up like this, will she come back?" he said while laughing softly.
He walked to his closet and picked up after his blackness. It didn't take long for him to wear it. Then he took the knotted tie.
"The tie you have prepared is still not used at all." he murmured.
The last touch, she takes a tie clip of a birthday present from Yelena. Then wear.
"We'll meet soon." he murmured.
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"I don't carry flowers, because you're allergic to flowers" she said, pulling weeds around Yelena's grave.
He sat down cross-legged next to the tomb. With a sincere smile on his face he rubbed the headstone like it was caressing a human face.
"Very pathetic!"
"Sorry, Miss?"
"No.."
The woman in black clothes and her matching colored glasses was standing behind a tree there, not far from Yelena's tomb. He stared at every single action Sean had taken since.
Every now and then he laughed in satisfaction which left some people dressed all in black beside him in confusion.
Sean kissed the gravestone before getting up from his seat.
"Cih~" decak the woman who was monitoring Sean with her little laugh.
"Come on.." she told her bodyguard.
The woman with her bodyguard walked in the opposite direction to Sean. From behind his black glasses he looked at Sean who looked so chaotic and pathetic.
He feels happy and satisfied. But not with something in his chest. It's very painful in there.
He clenched his hand as he passed Sean.
"For a long time did not meet.." he said along with the strong wind that came.
Like a whisper the voice reached Sean's ears faintly. Sean stopped his steps and looked up at the clear sky above. He closed his eyes for a moment.
'I miss you.' her heart.
