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Tough Love - 14
13
“Are you sure you don’t want to just wait downstairs?” Penelope asked the siblings.
“I don’t want you to have to do this by yourself.” Trinity told her.
Penelope just nodded her head, not knowing what else to say. When she opened the door, she immediately knew that Milo wasn’t home. The vase that she’d knocked over was still on the floor.
“What happened here?” Woosung asked when he saw the mess.
“I accidently knocked it over this morning. I should clean that up quick.” Penelope said as she bent over.
“Be careful Pen, don’t cut yourself.” Woosung told her as he bent down next to her.
“Nope.” Trinity said as she pulled Pen to a standing position. “This is about you so you should go pack a bag. Take Sammy with you and I’ll gather some stuff out here.”
“How do you even know what’s mine and what’s not?” Penelope asked her.
“Please. All his shit is gray and boring. I’ll know.”
Woosung followed Penelope quietly into the bedroom. He watched as Penelope paused momentarily when she looked at the bed, but then she averted her attention to the closet on the left.
“What do you want me to help with?” Woosung asked.
“Um..everything in that desk on the other side of the room is mine. Think you could pack some of it in this suitcase for me?” she asked, handing a large suitcase over to him.
Woosung just nodded wordlessly and set out to complete his task.
It was quiet for a few minutes before Woosung spoke.
“Are you okay?” he asked her, keeping his attention to packing the desk.
“No. I’m really not.” Penelope told him honestly.
They worked quietly after that for a few minutes, neither of them knowing what to say next, before he heard talking in the living room.
“Who are you?” Woosung heard Milo ask. He sounded equal parts confused and intrigued.
“Not interested, that’s who the fuck I am.” Trinity snipped back.
“Oh god, he’s home.” Penelope said, turning quickly to Woosung.
“Hey, it’s fine.” Woosung told her, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder. He wanted to do anything he could to soothe the look of absolute shock and fear on her face.
“Penelope James, you here?” she heard Milo call for her.
Penelope flinched at just the mention of her name. She didn’t say anything, just stepped out of the bedroom, silently begging Woosung not to come out.
“What are you doing?” Milo asked, looking around the room.
“Packing.”
“For what? Where do you think you’re going to go? There’s no one here for you, just me.” Milo told her. “And honestly Penelope, we wouldn’t even have gotten to this point if you’d have just cared about yourself a little more.”
“Oh, get over yourself. She’s leaving, you dumbass. She’s coming with me and she’s not coming back.” Trinity said as she continued to pack up Penelope’s belongings.
“And if I don’t let her, who’s going to stop me? You?” Milo asked Trinity condescendingly.
“First of all, I’d cut you off at your knees if you tried any bullshit. But no, it won’t be me stopping you.” Trinity said, turning her malicious glare towards Milo.
He was not deterred.
“Please. Penelope can barely manage to push herself off the couch. She’s not pushing herself past me.”
Having heard enough, Woosung stepped out of the bedroom. He placed his hand lightly on Penelope’s back to let her know he was here.
“I think she was referring to me.” Woosung started. “But also to be clear, Penelope could do a lot more than push herself past you.” He said gruffly, hating the way Milo continued to talk down to Penelope.
Milo stepped back slightly, an involuntary reaction to seeing Woosung.
Woosung tried not to be intimidating most of the time, but he knew he could be if needed.
This was one of those situations.
“Figures your boyfriend would be here.” Milo sneered.
“He’s not--” Penelope started only to be cut off.
“Penelope James, I clearly wasn’t speaking to you. I was talking to your guard dog over here.” Milo said, nodding in Trinity’s direction.
“Oh, he’s not here with me.” Trinity said, smirk playing on her lips.
“Well then what the hell are you doing in my apartment?"
"I'm with Pen," Woosung said vaguely.
"What? Pen? You're a personal trainer and a mover too?"
"I'm whatever Penelope needs me to be."
Milo looked between Penelope and Woosung.
"Let's be real honest. She's not very good in bed, she's sloppy, she's fat, and she has no real aspirations. I think whatever she needs is more than some random guy can offer her."
Woosung watched as Penelope's breath hitched before she let out a quiet sob.
Woosung walked past her calmly before striking Milo right in the mouth.
"You're lucky Penelope is here or I'd do worse." Woosung told him quietly, glad he’d finally been able to do that.
"Alright Sammy!" Trinity yelled.
"Are you okay?" Penelope asked frantically.
"I'm fine." Milo said roughly.
"Oh...so close." Milo heard Trinity laugh. "But she wasn't talking to you."
Milo looked up to see Penelope holding Woosungs hand in hers. His other hand was resting on Penelope's upper arm
“Pen, I'm fine. I made sure not to break his nose, so they'll be less damage to his face than you did to mine earlier” he laughed.
Without even thinking of how it might look, Penelope's hand went up to touch the side of his face that she had struck earlier.
“I’m sorry.” Penelope said sadly as she looked at the forming bruise.
Woosung just smiled down at her, almost relishing in the feeling of her hand against his face.
“Penelope, why are you touching him?” Milo asked. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” Milo asked, rage tinting his tone.
“That’s rich coming from you.” Trinity barked at him, stopping her movements.
“There’s clearly a difference between Penelope James and I.” Milo said, tone condescending.
Woosung took a deep breath before turning back to Trinity..
“Why don't you go in and help Penelope finish packing in the bedroom. I've got most of the stuff off the desk already so you should help with anything else she might need.”
“Woosung, please” Penelope started. She didn’t want him to be alone in the room with Milo. She wasn’t worried Milo would hurt him, but she was worried about the things that Milo would say about her. She didn’t want Woosung to start looking at her like Milo had the last few years.
“Hey, it's fine. I promise. Just go with Trinity into your room. I'll be right behind you” he told her gently.
He watched as the girls quietly made their way to the bedroom. Trinity closed the door behind her, shooting her brother a sly wink.
“Here’s what's going to happen.” Woosung said as soon as it was just him and Milo.
“Penelope is going to finish packing whatever she needs and she’s coming with us. You’re not going to say a fucking word to her. You’ll realize someday, and real soon, how much is walking out the door with her. And you know what you’re going to do about it? Nothing. There is nothing you can say or do that is going to fix what you’ve done to that woman. You’ve made the most incredible woman I’ve ever met in my life second guess everything about herself and her worth.” Woosung said, advancing on Milo slowly.
“Should she choose to come back, that’s her choice and no one can stop her. As much as I would absolutely hate to see her come back to someone like you, I would never do something to get in the way of her happiness and what she wants. What she wants right now is to not be here. And for as long as she decides that, I’m here for her. You make one wrong move or say one wrong thing, I’ll break your nose and your arm before you even know what happened. So just remember that for when you inevitably decide you’re going to call Penelope and beg her to come back.” By now he was standing face to face with Milo, not standing down at all.
Milo was speechless. He wanted to yell and scream at the man in front of him, but he knew that would only lead to disaster. So he just nodded his head and went to sit on the couch. He knew Penelope would be back anyway. She had no one else.
Once Milo was sitting down, Woosung went to join the girls in the bedroom.
“What else can I pack up for you?” Woosung asked, brushing off Penelope’s worried expression.
“I don’t know. I don’t know what I’ll need.” Penelope said, voice wavering heavily.
“You’ll need everything babe. Everything except toiletries.” Trinity told her.
“I’ll go into the bathroom and get anything that’s in there. The only things left in here are the rest of my clothes from the closet and my jewelry box.” Penelope said, walking to the door to open it.
“Keep it open.” Trinity said loudly. “Precaution, ya know.”
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Milo watched Penelope walk between the different rooms, smirk on his face.
“There’s no point in you packing it all up when you’re just coming back anyway.” He said quietly, looking towards the bedroom where Woosung still was.
Penelope did her best to ignore him, but he kept going.
“Seriously, you think they actually like you? You’re easy to manipulate and people love that about you. It has nothing to do with who you actually are. Like I told your friend, there’s nothing good about you. No one is going to want you, so you might as well just stay with me. I’ll at least make sure you don’t die alone.”
“STOP!” Penelope said as she threw the coffee mug she was holding, shattering it at Milo’s feet.
“Pen?!” Woosung said, running out of the bedroom. Trinity was right behind him.
“Just stop! What did I ever do to you? I’ve done everything that I can to make this work, to not make you mad. Why do you have to be like this with me? I’m not useless!” She screamed at him.
Milo's eyes widened at her sudden onslaught. Penelope had never talked back to him like this before and he didn’t know what to do with it.
"I'm big, so what?! When has someone's size ever dictated the kind of person they are and their value to society and other people? How can you sit there and do this after we've been together for twelve years?!"
"Hey, calm down." Woosung started.
"No! I won't calm down and I won't follow other people's instructions anymore!" Penelope yelled at him.
Woosung felt shame run through him and stepped back, quietly watching.
"I might be easy to manipulate, but that's partially your fault as well! I should have never let you get in my head! I should have never let you drag me down because YOU'RE a shitty person. If I've learned anything from this, it's that I hate you. I hate you so much and I'm never coming back. You were supposed to be there for me. You’re supposed to hold me down, but you’re just holding me back.”
By the time Penelope finished speaking, she was exhausted.
Milo sat on the couch, unable to say or do anything about Penelope’s tirade.
"I'm not coming back. I'm taking whatever I have packed right now and I'm leaving. I really wish it didn't have to be this way, but here we are. I loved you for so long. But standing here right now, I realize I don't love you anymore. I stopped loving you around the time you stopped being my partner, my other half. I held on for so long thinking I could change. But why do I need to? There's nothing wrong with me. I shouldn't have to change who I am for someone else, and I never will again."
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