BTS Fan Fiction: Run With Me

Chapter 27: It's My Truth Part 3

           

Jin

Snow: Oh My God! Were you hurt badly? Any bleeding?

Jin: I don't know. What I remember was I woke up on a hospital bed after a few weeks.

Snow: A few weeks?! Then what happened?

Jin: If I am not wrong, Albert told me that I lost most of my memories.

Snow: WAIT! WHAT! OK! Let me ask you a dumb question. Do you remember what you did on our 1st meeting?

Jin: I kissed your hand.

Snow: Urm... yeah... you did *blush* I kind of forgot about it.

Jin: Hahaha! What a dumb answer for a dumb question. I am alright now.

Snow: Then please tell me how you recovered from that memory loss.

Jin: Fine... This is what Albert told me.

*****

Albert

It was the most shocking experience I have ever had. Young Maxel was thrown out from his horse and landed over the fence. He was lying on the ground unconscious. We rushed him to the hospital and the surgeons informed us that he had to go through an emergency operation due internal head bleeding.

Poor Master Maxel had to sign the consent form despite knowing there might be complications and perhaps brain dead. We prayed and waited for hours until the surgeon finally came to see us.

Surgeon: Parent of Seokjin Maxel?

Mr Maxel: Yes. How is my son?

Surgeon: The surgery is a success. We put him in the Intensive Care Unit (ICU) for further observation. We can only allow a limited number of people to be with him.

Mr Maxel: That will be me and Albert. When do you think he will be able to recover?

Surgeon: That will be your son's choice. Unfortunately, he is in the coma. It will be unlikely he might be able to gain consciousness.

Master Maxel and I were disappointed. Our hearts become heavier. We immediately visit Young Maxel in the ICU. It was a pity to see him in tubes and cast. He was lying there peacefully like a sleeping beauty. The only sound we hear was the heart rate machine beeping.

Mr Maxel: Oh my son. It shouldn't have been this way.

Butler Albert: We have received report from the police. Apparently it was a clash with the other rider that lead him to sustain critical injuries. Both riders wanted to go for the 3rd place. The other rider only sustains small injuries.

Mr Maxel: It doesn't matter now. I will just need to compensate. What matters most is my son.

Butler Albert: I understand Master Maxel.

Having his parents' divorce at such a young age, Young Maxel had never felt what was like to be loved. It was at that time when the Maxel Art Gallery was on the verge of closing down. This was due to his mother for organising lots of parties and overspending the budget.

Even though Young Maxel's mother promised to come back for him, she never did. He waited for her for almost every single day. What he never knows was The Maxel Art Gallery was already on its peak of bankruptcy. That's why his father had to travel to many countries. He has to receive funds from other organisations by socialising.