《LET ME IN (ENHYPEN FF)》27~memories
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My heart shattered as I watched the girl crawl into a huddle of tears after hearing her mother's words. Her body began to visibly tremble as her fragile figure sobbed out loud. Overwhelmed by the shocking news, she hung up her phone call and threw her head into her knees.
"Six months?! I've been in a coma for six freaking months?" she yelled in disbelief.
Unable to control my urge to comfort her, I finally built up the courage to get up from my seat and approach her.
"Soojin..." I cooed as I began to tear up saying her name after so long.
The troubled girl lifted her head in a startled manner as she turned to face me.
Oh how I've missed those innocent eyes.
I watched as she tilted her head like a confused puppy and opened her mouth to speak, still audibly sniffling from her tears.
"Who are you?" she asked, composing the reality of my terrifying fear.
I grabbed her hand in distress as I began to choke on my tears.
"Soojin it's Jake. Jakey boy. Your best mate. Your puppy boy."
Tightening my grip on her small hands, I held onto the small strand of hope that maybe she would recognise me. To my utter devastation, the girl stared blankly at me with no reaction what so ever to my mention of the names she use to call me. My heart sank as I felt the girl pry my shaking hands off hers and place them back off the bed.
"I'm really sorry but I don't think I remember who you are." she spoke with slight tears in her eyes.
Feeling as if my world came crashing down, I slowly walked backwards away from the girl. I began to sob out loud as I admired her features one last time.
I deserved this.
This is what I get for what I did to her.
Extending the distance between us, I gave her one last hurt look before rushing outside into the hospital hall.
***
"YO GUYS SOOJIN IS AWAKE!"
Jungwon's words replayed in my head like a loop as I remembered my feeling of pure euphoria and relief.
"Apparently she has amnesia though."
Remembering the words of my group member, I bit my lip in stress.
Surely you'll remember me, Soojin-ah.
I tapped anxiously on the floor of the taxi as finally the vehicle came to a halt and the driver spoke.
"Alright we're here."
Without wasting another second, I forced the change into his hands as I jumped out of the car and started running to the entry of the building.
I read the sign carefully before sprinting through the large glass doors. I sprinted straight to the lady at the reception and eagerly spoke to her.
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"I'm here for Park Soojin."
The woman glanced at her computer a few times, clicking the mouse efficiently.
"What is your relationship with the patient, sir?" she asked monotonously.
I stood in thought for a while before finally responding to the woman.
"I'm her friend."
I sighed deeply as I watched her continue to click away on the computer.
But damn I wish I wasn't.
"Okay she is in ICU on floor 4, room 25."
Carefully remembering her words, I thanked her before dashing to the staircase and jumping up them like my life depended on it.
Soon enough I reached level 4, puffing heavily as I reached to grab my asthma puffer. Taking a few puffs, I eventually recomposed myself and resumed my running through the halls.
Soojin-ah please remember me.
Feeling my heart race and mind run wild with anxious thoughts, all of a sudden I felt a hard figure bump into me. I stumbled to the side a bit as I felt the other person trip as well.
"Heesung hyung?"
I lifted my head up at the familiar voice as I locked eyes with my group member Jake. Within an instant of seeing his face, I felt a heating fire build up within me. Unable to control my anger, I lashed out at the boy.
"This is all because of you! It was your fault she fell into the coma. It was your fault she couldn't finish the show. It was your fault she didn't debut. How dare you have the audacity to come visit her."
Every word of hate I spoke, I felt bitterness rise up from within. I clenched my jaw as I watched the teary eyed boy suddenly furrow his brows in fury.
"Yes this was all because of me. I'm an absolute dick I know that. But it's not like you were there that night. You don't know anything! So instead of putting all the blame on me how about you try considering how I feel." the boy spoke defending himself.
"How you feel?! The girl spent the last six months fighting for her goddamn life! I'm sorry but the only feelings I care about right now are Soojin's because she's she one I really love!"
Feeling myself being consumed by anger, I suddenly heard the click of a door opening. I whipped my head around to the opened door and met the sight of the girl I hadn't seen in so long.
She slowly took small steps towards us with the help of a walking frame, then all of a sudden I heard her speak the words I longed for the most.
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"Heesung oppa?"
•••
Hearing the words of the girl shot a pain to my chest as I watched the older boy suddenly soften his posture.
"Y-ou remember me?" he stuttered in pure disbelief.
My muscles tensed as I saw the girl nod her head assuringly with a bright smile on her face.
"How could I forget my boyfriend?"
All of a sudden I felt the atmosphere in the hall change from one of shock to sheer confusion.
Boyfriend?
Did she just say boyfriend?!
I turned to the boy and watched his eyes widen as he whipped his head around to face me.
"J-Jake I swear I'm not-" he spoke desperately.
Before I let him finish, I immediately pushed past his shoulder and dashed for the exit. Despite the feeling of my legs giving up I pushed on and sped my way through the halls.
How could she say that?
How could she not only remember Heesung over me but also call him her boyfriend?
Feeling my mind and chest ache in heartbreak, I glanced back behind me and locked eyes with the sick girl.
Her eyes were large and glistening as her blank yet confused expression left a tear in my heart.
She really doesn't remember me.
I deserved this.
With tears rolling down my cheeks, I turned back around and ran through the hospital to the exit.
•••
"Oppa."
I jolted out of my absence of mind and lifted my head to meet the gaze of the girl in white.
Oppa...
I haven't heard that from her in so long.
"O-oh yeah sorry I zoned out," I spoke hesitantly falling into a trance of her deer-like eyes, "How are you?"
The girl beamed a bright smile at me before reaching over to link her arm in mine.
"I'm feeling a lot better now you're with me."
I gave the girl a weak smile as I followed her inside her hospital ward. The feeling of her warm hands on mine made my heart skip a beat as I felt her small figure press up against me.
We both sat comfortably on the edge of the bed, and dangled our feet towards the ground. Savouring the surreal moment with her, I stared deeply into her eyes.
"So tell me Soojin, what memories do you remember from before your accident?" I asked her curiously.
There must be a reason why she thinks I'm her boyfriend...
I observed the girl as she looked down in thought for a while, before finally taking a breath and speaking up.
"I remember that I was competing on the I-LAND and I had just made it to the final eight. I recall lots of memories with you so I came to the conclusion that we must be dating." she grinned brightly at me as I felt my cheeks turn red.
Dating.
Park Soojin just said we we're dating.
Someone please pinch me.
Flustered by her words, I decided to ask her a little more about her time with me. I scooched closer to her and placed my hand over hers. I watched as her eyes lightened up and she intertwined her fingers with mine.
"I remember the time you gave me aegyo lessons...as well as accidentally see my panties." she spoke as she faded into a shy whisper.
Scoffing at her the sudden old memory, I chuckled at her adorableness and leaned into the peck her cheek.
"Yes of course, how could I forget the tiny undies!" I continued to laugh as I watched the flustered girl hold her crimsoning cheeks.
"Any more?" I questioned, still giggling at her embarrassed state.
"Hm... I remember you kissing me and NIKI walking in on us, OH! And of course I remember the pink bears incident!" she chimed holding her finger in the air. I tilted my head in confusion as I tried to bring my mind back to 6 months back.
"Pink bears incident?" I spoke puzzled.
"You know, when I accidentally pulled your sweatpants down and flashed your pink bear boxers?" she spoke giggling.
Huh? Pink bear boxers?
I don't think I own pink bear boxers.
Failing to recall any memories regarding pink bears, I looked at the girl clueless. Noticing my expression, the girl decided to speak up again.
"What about puppy boy? My nickname for you was puppy boy because I always thought you looked like a puppy!"
All of a sudden I felt a saddened reality crash down onto me as I processed her words.
Puppy boy? No.
She can't possibly be talking about who I think it is.
"Oh my gosh. And the time when I accidentally flung my bra into your face! God your reaction was priceless."
Once again becoming lost with her unfamiliar scenarios, I felt like the world had completely smashed my happiness into pieces.
That wasn't me Soojin-ah.
Feeling my head spin in anguish, I gripped even tighter onto her hand. Her smooth, milky skin felt like velvet across my fingers. I watched her glistening orbs lock into mine and gently caressed the back of her palm.
I'm so sorry Jake.
Looks like I'm gonna have to steal your memories for a little while.
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