Remember Me | JiKook

Unanswered

I was awoken by the sound of people chattering. My head felt better. I recognized a voice saying, "So, you're saying he doesn't remember anything?!"
"I don't know. The doctor says he has some sort of temporary amnesia."
I slightly opened my eyes and started speaking, "Namjoon?"
"Jimin! You're awake. How are you feeling? When did you wake up?"
"Umm...I woke up just now." I replied with a confused look on my face. The tall, green-haired guy I've known for a decade stared at me.

We stared at each other for a while, everybody remained silent. I even noticed Yoongi and Taehyung behind Namjoon who was staring at me in complete tranquility.

Namjoon was the one to break the awkward silence "So, umm... can we talk about uh-that? If you don't mind."
"Sure. Even I am curious... How the hell did this happen to me?"
"You jumped off the roof of the eh...same building as uh...." Yoongi's voice trailed off.
"As who!?" I grew more curious.
"As the person you loved." Namjoon said with a concerned look.
"What do you mean!? Who is she? And where is she right now!?"
"S-she?" Namjoon threw me a questioned look. "Umm....Do you mind if me, Taehyung and Yoongi discuss about it first......Somewhere else?"
I nodded and they immediately left the room.

I thought about what they might be discussing. Is it something about the girl I like.....Or liked? What do they know? There was no way of knowing because I could not recall anything about being in love at all. Did I actually lose a whole year of my life? Thinking about it only made it worse. It hurt me physically and emotionally. The fact that I lost a whole year of my life, quite an important year I reckon, was very depressing. Now, only my friends could tell me what happened and judging from their behavior, I didn't think they were going to be truthful.

After about what seemed like half an hour, they came in. Yoongi was the one who spoke first. He came close to me and that was when I realized how well the contrast is between his milky-white skin and naturally dark hair.

His eyes were glistening when he said the words, "You tried to kill yourself because of the person you loved. He-Uh I mean, she died after falling from the roof of the same building. I don't know the details but it seemed like you really loved....her" I could tell how much it hurt him to pronounce each and every word. But I couldn't make any sense out of it. Maybe because I didn't remember that person anymore. "Oh" It was the only thing that I could voice. I had questions but didn't know how to ask them anymore. I shook my head to get me out of my thoughts and I saw something even more devastating.

Taehyung was crying. I didn't know why he was there in the first place. Yes, I knew him but we hardly ever talked. We were in the same class but we were not so close as to cry if one of us was in this condition. Then, did we become that close in the past year?

"Why are you crying, Taehyung? I'm alright now." I smiled slightly looking in his eyes. He nervously wiped his tears and returned me the customary square smile. This boy is strange.

"Jimin" I looked towards Namjoon who called me.
"Yes?"
"Dr. Hyun said that you need to rest. Your physiotherapy will start from tomorrow."
"Why do I need a physiotherapy?"
"Because you've been in a medically induced comatose for a week. The surgeons did it to prevent you brain from swelling. So now your muscles need a head start."

Namjoon was looking down. I would've been extremely shocked after hearing what he said but since it wasn't nearly as shocking as the fact that I lost a whole year of my life, I could only nod and smile faintly.

"We should be leaving. I talked to your mom, she'll be here any minute. We'll come back tomorrow." Namjoon flashed me a smile.
"I'll be waiting." I returned the sweet gesture. They turned around and stepped towards the door.

Yoongi abruptly stopped to turn around and smile at me. He came back and gently hugged me. I was stupefied and had no option but to hug him back. "Yoongi" Namjoon called. "Yeah, yeah. I'm coming" Yoongi sounded annoyed at him. I chuckled and muttered a faint "Stupid."

I was cheered up after talking to my friends but their visit only left me with more unanswered questions. I sighed and waited for my mother to come back.

The room felt empty without anyone. Suddenly, images started flashing before my eyes. I could see a rooftop of a rather tall building. It was empty except for a figure standing at the edge. The figure was blurry but I could tell it was a person and had red hair. The chilly wind was making strange noises.

Then I realized it was not the wind, it was a person. Someone was shouting at the figure standing on the edge, "Don't do it! Please stop!" It was all too familiar and yet I had no memory of it. The thought was so painful that I didn't realize when tears started streaming down my cheeks. I didn't know what was going on but I knew that I had felt it before. The person then disappeared into thin air and a loud scream left my throat. I didn't know why I was screaming but my head started pounding again.

In a matter of seconds, the scene disappeared from my mind and I came back to reality.

My mom stood infront of the door and stared at me with a petrified expression. She quickly came running and hugged me as tight as she could. I gasped at the situation and started whispering incoherent words
"M-mom"
"It's okay Jimin, it's okay! I'm here and you're safe.....I promise not to leave you again. Please don't cry." She was sobbing herself. "Mom. I'm okay now. You're the one who's crying" She let me go and held my face with both of her hands. I could see the agony in her eyes "I'm sorry."
"It's okay. It's my fault. I didn't know you were hurting. I failed as a mother..."
"Mom! You're the best mother in the world. I was the one who failed everyone. But I promise that I'll make you proud. I'll make sure you never cry again." She smiled with tears in her eyes. I smiled back with a heavy heart.

My mother was the only person whom I could trust with my life. I loved her more than anything and I could never even think of hurting her. But I already did, didn't I?

Honestly, I love my mom too but sometimes she makes me want to stop existing.

Edited : 10.23.17