I'm Her Muse, She's My Executioner의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

I carefully made my way forward, scared I'd miss the live wire.Wendy Peck suddenly exclaimed, "James!"Her voice was choked with emotion, yet she stopped herself before she could say anything else.I played dumb, keeping my tone light as I said, "Does your head hurt again? Here, let me give you a massage."A comment flew by that read, "Hey, stop! The wire's right in front of you!"Great. If it was right in front of me, then I wouldn't miss it. But just as I was about to lower my foot, the doorbell rang all of a sudden, followed by the awful screech of a chair being violently pushed back."Watch out!"A sudden force tackled me to the ground. My head was ringing from the impact, and the pain was so bad I couldn't even process what had happened.Wendy helped me up, her hands shaking. "James, I'm sorry… There's a wire right there…"Comments filled with curses appeared. "Wendy, you idiot! Weren't you the one trying to get him killed? Why are you tearing up and getting all shaky no

"Why did the person who found me have to be blind?"Why? Silly Wendy. Why would she still care about me, then?Unable to take it anymore, I cried my heart out. "That's right! I'm not stupid! So just leave already! I don't need you to look after me!"I was only five when my parents' marriage fell apart. They fought every single day because neither of them wanted me. They didn't even notice when I went blind from a fever.I thought that maybe unwanted kids didn't even deserve to keep their eyesight. That was why, when I found Wendy lying alone in the snow, my heart broke for her. I didn't want there to be another kid in the world who lost their eyesight.Wendy weakly held my hand. "Alright, I'm sorry. Stop saying things you don't mean. You expect me to leave you here so you can get hit by a car?"She led me back home and never brought up using the cane again. However, I noticed she was spending more and more time in the study.Inside my room, I made a call. The moment they heard i

"Stop, Blindie! Don't go any further! There's a man-made lake right in front of you!"Ignoring the comments, I stepped forward to pick up Wendy.A splash sounded, and the freezing water closed in on me from every direction, flooding my senses. Right before I lost consciousness, a distant voice pierced through the water."Don't try to jump in impulsively! It's the dead of winter right now! He's probably already gone!"As I listened to that voice, I slowly closed my eyes and sank deeper and deeper into darkness.For a moment, I seemed to regain my sight. A sparrow with colorful feathers was hovering in front of my eyes.I reached out to shoo it away. A beautiful bird should fly freely.As Wendy watched the last ripple disappear into the calm water, all the color drained from her face.She couldn't understand how a blind person who was so deathly afraid of the dark could have the guts to jump into such freezing water.She started tearing at her own clothes, struggling frantically

I tried my hardest to open my eyes as wide as I could, hoping to see just a glimmer of something.But no matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't see a thing. And I could no longer see the comments in my head either.However, Wendy's familiar scent overwhelmed me, flooding my senses all at once.Confused, I took a deep breath, only to find that the familiar floral scent was still there.I lay there on the hospital bed, at a loss. "So I didn't die?"All of a sudden, Wendy grabbed me by the shoulders with such force that I felt like my bones were going to break.Nevertheless, she sounded as calm as still water as she uttered, "James, stop messing around. I'm not going anywhere anymore. I'm never leaving again."Her words made me feel like I was still submerged in that icy water, my heart becoming cold and heavy.My mouth felt dry as I parted my lips. "Wendy, I was never messing around. I was serious."I was serious about wanting to die.Wendy weakly squeezed my hand. "James, I

Other than Wendy, I'd never been this close to anyone before. I let Chris hold my hand as I stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.This was supposed to be shy? I refused to believe that no one wanted to be friends with such a cute kid.Chris wasn't timid at all; he kept swinging my hand back and forth at my silence. "Please? Please? Just take pity on me."My face flushed bright red, and I stammered out an "okay". Chris beamed in response.Like I thought, "shy" was the last word to describe him. He had absolutely no fear of strangers.Every day, he'd show up at my door lugging bags of food Jessica made, feel his way inside, and plop himself right down on my couch. Most of the time, he did the talking while I listened.Chris would get pouty sometimes, too. "You never talk to me! If you don't want to be my friend, then I'm not talking to you either!"I panicked, my face turning red again. "No, that's not true. I do want to be friends, and I do like you."While grinning smu