Mayday [MarkSon]

Chapter 14

It was silent. It was awkward and more we were in public.

We started walking after the taxi drop us at the park.

I sigh as I look at my phone that has 10 missed calls from Youngjae and from the hospital.

I know I'm breaking a lot of rules just by doing this. But they shouldn't worry.

Jackson is with his doctor?

"Why are we here?"I heard him speak. His eyes looking at the surroundings with a glint of annoyance

"Well I just thought that You could use some fresh air....Both of us" I said and look at him.

"The hospital has been really busy and I'm sure you were bored in your room.." I added.

He didn't replied. This is hard. A doctor and a patient going up to a new level such as friendship is not ideal.

This is new. Really New.

I know its hard but I'll do anything just to break his walls. Even if I have to go to that level just to do it.

I started to get tired with walking.

"Let's sit down" I said and walk forward to one of the bench.

When we both sat down.

None of us spoke.

I think this was a bad Idea. Yeah it is.

But...

I choose to do this. So I better do the goal.

I looked at him

He seems immersed at the sun setting its way to the horizon.

"Its beautiful isn't it?" I ask and stare at him. In my years of being a psychiatrist.cI don't stare at my patient long enough to be noticed.

But the way the sun's light shined its way to Jackson's face was...

Breathtaking

I don't usually profile my patients faces. So whether they are pretty or not. Old or Young. My only goal is to make them better.

But of course...

All of my first times comes from Jackson.

He's the only patient that makes me look at him everytime, that makes his face differ from everyone else.

His jawline up to his nose and into those sad stormy eyes...

He is beautiful.

"What are you doing?" He ask me calmly. I flinched and stared back at the sun's blinding light.

"Nothing..." I said. Trying to act normal after looking at his gorgeous face.

The park wasn't filled with people. It was quiet and relaxing.

"Do you miss her?"

I started. My fingers writing circles in my thighs.

"Who?"

"Jenny"

When I said her name. It feels like I should'nt have said it.

But I just want to know.

"Every single day" He replied.

that was expected. His answer is expected.

of course who wouldn't miss someone who gave you so much to remember.

I smiled. "Do you still love her?" I asked again. Not because of making sure. Just wanna hear it from himself.

This time he is having a hard time in answering. I wonder why he can't answer it straight.

"are you okay?" I ask as I sense he can't answer the question anymore.

"when people ask me that...never in my life I hesistated to answer but now...Jenny is making it hard for me to answer that" His eyes empty.

"I was never okay Mark. Not even once" My heart ached a little I don't know why? maybe it was heartburn but I know it wasn't.

"I never get to ask you this but...That time...when you gone wild that day I visited you...do you still remember it?" I looked at him. He nodded slowly.

"you thought I was Jenny. I know you were hallucinating but I just wanted to ask why?"

Jackson looked at me.

"I was too hurt. The news was so painful. I can't let her go and my mind was poison by the image of her...

but the minute you came inside. I wasn't hallucinating Mark...

you were just like her the first time I met her that...

I knew you were gonna be important to me..."