Fake promises (a Bigbang fanfic) REWRITING

Bad feeling (8)

Seunghyun's POV

I couldn't open my eyes, at first. But I heard the constant beeping sound from the machine and the smell of ethanol. I'm at the hospital. But why am I here? I can't seem to recall anything. The last person I saw was JiNa's friend.

After a while, I tried to sit up but my body won't cooperate. I felt a sharp pain that is not allowing me to move. I reached out for the glass of water as my throat is really parched. Again, I failed to do so.

Just then, someone came into the room and gently held my arm and adjusted the pillows. At first, I thought it was JiNa but it turned out to be MiRae.

She poured water into the glass and sat beside my bed. "Feeling better now?"
I simply nodded. It was really awkward, well at least for me. I don't like conversing with people.

"Look, Seunghyun sshi, I'm really sorry for what happened but it wasn't totally my fault. I didn't ask you to return my wallet. Also, you should be more careful and look out for vehicles before crossing. You should be thankful, if it wasn't for me, you might face something more worst than this" She paused, as if waiting for me to say something.

"Aish, anyway, my mother packed you some food, do whatever you want with it, either eat it or throw it away, I don't mind. Since I've done what I'm supposed to, I'll leave now" I did my best to voice out but the words are stuck in my throat.

"Thank you, Song MiRae," She froze on the spot and didn't turn to face me. I'm glad she didn't do that, or I'll be really embarassed. A few seconds later, I heard the sound of the door closing and I felt relieved.

Wow she talks a lot. And here I thought she's a quiet person. Guess I was wrong. I heaved a sigh. I missed my first day, but it's okay, I don't like to introduce myself anyway. Standing in front of everyone who'll be staring as if they're waiting to devour me alive.

The door flung inward as it revealed the face of the person I love the most, my mother. She looks so distressed but I am totally used to this.

There was a time when I begged her to play at the playground with the other children. So she accompanied me there and one of the kids had accidentally pushed me to the ground while we were playing catching. I scraped my knees and she came running to me frantically and it wasn't even bleeding. I also wasn't crying. I didn't understand why she overreacted but now I finally figured out why.

Because I'm their one and only son.

The heir to the throne and the successor. Typical right? All these chaebol drama and whatsoever but this is the reality that I can't escape.

"Choi Seunghyun, my precious son are you okay?? I'm so sorry I came late but I flew straight from Singapore and the earliest plane here was at--"

"Eomma, I'm fine, don't worry. Where's Appa?" I asked although I knew the answer to my question.

"He has to attend another shareholders meeting at London and he really cannot make it today," My father is a busy man. He's continuously working, even at home.

He couldn't make it to most of the important events. He had never attended any parent teachers meeting, graduation day and many more. It was always my mother. Although I'm used to this, I always find myself secretly hoping that my father will turn up.

"Who brought this? Has JiNa and your aunt come already?" Indeed, Eomma is good in changing topics.

"JiNa's friend, Song MiRae brought that,"

"So you made friends already? Im so proud of you baby," I just smiled. I hate her calling me by that name. I'm almost becoming an adult yet she still calls me that every now and then. This is why my friends back in Seoul always tease me.

"Tell me what exactly had happened?" She lovingly pulled my hand and wrapped it with hers.

"I was crossing the road to the other and forgot to look out for vehicles and this happened. But I'm fine now it's not serious" Eomma wasn't totally convinced but she decided to leave the matter.

Just then, her phone rang. She excused herself and I immediately know what it is, she had to go.

"Baby I need to go back now, sorry for not being able to stay with you and tell your aunt that I'm also sorry but I cannot visit her. Take care, Seunghyun. I love you,"

"Love you too, eomma," I whispered.

So I'm left alone in this big room, again. Since I cannot do anything, I decided to sleep.

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The bell rang and that marks the end of our first day. JiNa quickly packed her bag and was about to dash out of the classroom when I stopped her.

"Are you going to the hospital?" JiNa turned to look at Mirae.

"Yeah I am. I need to see with my own eyes that he's really okay. Eventhough I don't really show it, I really love and care about Seunghyun," We walked to the bus stop as she talked about him.

"He never raised his voice in front of me, although he always speaks sarcasm. He's nice, kind, rarely hurt my feelings, not the type to use violence against someone. Plus, he's handsome," She smirked and winked.

"Anyway, he's the most important person in my life, after my parents of course. If anyone ever hurt him, I'll not let them be," Mirae knew that her friend is serious.

"Oh I'll go now, the bus has arrived. See you tomorrow !" She waved at Mirae from inside the bus as the latter stood there until the bus disappeared from her sight.

She did not feel really good about this.

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