𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 : JAYWON.

❝ Drowning In Hate ❞

I woke up in a strange room. Or maybe I was just crossing the line. I actually found myself waking up in a hospital bed. The lights were a little too sharp for me to fully open my eyes.

"Are you okay Mr. Jay?" I heard someone say. t sadly wasn't Jungwon's voice I hoped to hear. The light wasn't sharp anymore, so I slowly opened my eyes. "Huh? Where is Jungwon?"

I asked. That was the first thing I wanted to know. I tried to get up but no one held me back. I just couldn't get up.

"Mr. Jay you need to rest a little. I will, later on, ask you a few questions to make your senses come back, okay?" She left and came back a moment later with some pills. She took my arms up so I finally sat.

"Please open your mouth" As soon as I opened my mouth she handed me pills and quickly drowned my throat with water.

"Are you feeling better now?" She asked. "Yes thank you. So where is Jungwon? Did you guys fix him or is he still de-" I got interrupted by her talking.

"Mr. Jay. we sadly lost your good friend. I believe it's the rumor that killed him and I can see that you were with him. So when you get yourself together the detectives will ask you questions. Is that okay?" She asked.

I nodded and lay on the bed again. I don't remember anything that happened. I only remember Jungwon with closed eyes. Nothing else

"Mr. Jay? Jay?" He kept repeating my name but I simply couldn't answer any of his questions. It was too much to take. And all the experiences and the event kept repeating. I was going to lose control soon. I couldn't handle it. I now remember everything that happened

"Mr. Jay please calm down!" I kept hurting my arm with my fist until I bled. I wanted to know how Eun-woo felt. It was painful. And I regret it. I got injected and lost my consciousness. So everything went dark. I can't see nor feel.

I stayed in the mental hospital for a month. It wasn't comfortable there. And now I was ready to go out. One of the doctors sent me to a therapist meeting that I had every week.

Emma knew about my situation and couldn't get out of her home for 2 days. She was sad about the situation and my mental health.

I got out of the hospital and saw Emma's car. She came and took my arm and we slowly took the stairs outside. "How are you, Jay?" She asked. I couldn't answer, and she understood everything.

How I was feeling was just very obvious. "I will take you home and stay with you for a month. is that fine with you?" I nodded.