Lead The Way (BL)

TWO

(unedited)

Three days have passed since Gene woke up in a new body.

Now he could walk without feeling like he was having trouble breathing and the cuts and bruises on his body were also healing over. As for the lack of memories, well, those still needed improvement.

After watching a brief news report on tv, Gene had received some information on Cia, but not much. Only a brief rundown on the body he took over.

Cia is a 21-year-old rookie in the entertainment business. He is a solo artist who rose to fame because of his good looks...or that's what Gene read between the lines. Later, when that young doctor visited, Gene had asked for a laptop to borrow claiming that his tablet wasn't working well. She ended up letting him borrow a one from work and with that he was able to find out a little bit more on Cia Cartel. Yet even the internet provided very little because it seems Cia had kept a good lid on his private life. He didn't even have any social media accounts or the like. Rather unusual for one so young, Gene thought.

What gene did find out though, is that Cia hasn't released any albums or songs since becoming an idol 2 years ago, he has made only one guest appearance on the Rise to Fame show and apparently he had an affair with a CEO of the company he worked under, confirming Genes suspicions of his sexuality. With all this information, how could Gene not come to think Cia had entered the business by some unspeakable means?

Gene then remembered the look he saw on Cia's face before he left this world. Gene wasn't usually a sympathizer, in fact he never really cared much about anything other than work, a select group of people or himself. But the moment he saw that young man look as if he was happy to be dead, Gene felt true sadness and pity. To look like that at such a young age, just what did this kid go through? Was his life so tough to want to die with a smile on his face? Genes head started to hurt when thinking all this.

Only when his head cleared did Gene remind himself that for the most part, he has his own goals he wants to achieve and he believes that should be his top priority. Everything else is second place, even his business he built up from blood, sweat and tears, even that, he pushed to the side.

Today Gene was allowed to return home and he was glad because staying any longer in this room was killing him. The only thing is...where is home? Gene stood looking conflicted at the hospital's entrance. He had only a bag of personal belongings with him but nothing with his address on it.  He also had no visitors throughout his short stay besides that doctor and his manager who only came to tell him hes allowed two weeks off work. He didn't even get his name from the balding man who treated him like a nuisance.

Did this kid have no friends? Gene knows he has a brother, but unlike Cia, his brother had plenty of content online to read up on. The major one being he had a fallout with his younger brother but it wasn't stated why. Whatever it was, to not visit his own brother in the hospital, Gene couldn't help but pity the original Cia even more.

Luckily, the female doctor who he later found out is the Sofia, came to his rescue. Her shiny black car pulled up in front of him and she rolled down the windows to reveal a truly friendly smile.

"Get in, I'll take you home."

Without a second thought, Gene did as she said. Sofia was the only person, besides his manager, who visited him. He found that she was also the one who brought him the ridiculous amount of flowers. She is a kind hearted lady even though when she talks it sounds like she is lecturing you. Gene had been wary being around her since she knew the real Cia, but after a few hours in her care, gene came to find that she treated him as if he were Cia so he must be doing something right. Gene also isn't embarrassed to admit that he had also grown a sort of attachment to the young lady in such a short time. Nothing romantic, just a kind of acceptance. It was to the extent where her presence affected Gene so much that he found himself saying on the quiet ride home.