Therapy & Mr. Park

Meeting

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Another chapter for you all!

The first week after Jungkook's miracle awakening, was spent with visiting family who he hadn't seen or talked to in years...well....years before he was in his coma. Many people cried, or confessed that they new God was real. Others were simply happy, and offered copious amounts of help to him and his mother. However, Jungkook wasn't interested in people helping out, or in people spending time with him. His only concern was to find out exactly what happened six years ago and the main events of what has happened over those 6 years. 

"Goodbye. Thanks for visiting." Jungkook waves to his nephews and nieces as they disappear from his sight, looking and talking more mature than he remembered.

"I'm so glad your family has been able to come visit you so quickly." His nurse Michael notes as he puts the new IV into Jungkook's arm. 

So far Jungkook has noted that he has a total of 3 nurses who come to his home and take care of him, including feeding, cleaning, bathing and just about everything else. Michael was the only one who he enjoyed talking with, but most of them time he wanted to be left alone. 

"Yes. It's good to see what I've missed." Jungkook sighs as he looks out the bay window of his room at the moody clouds. "...It's weird to wake up and feel as though your whole life has been sucked away from you."

Michael hums and nods, thinking over Jungkook's words. "By the way, Mr. Park said that he would be willing to meet with you in a couple of weeks after your more stable- medically."

I nod and feel something pinch in the pit of my stomach. Meeting with Mr. Park...that was something he wasn't looking forward to, and the only thing he's been afraid of doing since he was 20.

"I heard that you and Mr. Park used to know each other in high school, is that right?" Michael asks as he puts some folded laundry away. 

I gulp. "Yeah....he um...he and I knew each other pretty well. It was only after graduation that things didn't really work out..."

"Was it because of a girl?" Michael asks nonchalantly. "A buddy of mine stopped talking to me once because of a girl."

I chuckle and look at no where in particular. "No....it wasn't because of a girl..."

~2 Weeks Later~

"Are you nervous?" Asks Jungkook's nurse as the dark haired boy gets dressed himself and eats breakfast rather than having it fed to him. 

"No." Jungkook snaps as he finishes buttoning up his black shirt. With one last look in his long mirror, he turns and walks out the door, sliding into his black, freshly washed Camaro. 

Quickly he hits the freeway, heading 10 miles over the speed limit to Mr. Park's office. The music he always used to listen to plays...and for some reason it gets on his nerves. He turns the music off and rubs his eyes as he yawns, feeling bored with morning traffic. 

Just as the cars in front of him begin to move, a crash sounds from behind him. 

"What the fuck?!" He asks as he turns and looks back over his shoulder. Two cars sit side by side, smashed into each other. Jungkook shakes his head and turns back around to face the moving traffic. "fucking idiots-" Just as he is about to drive away, his vision becomes blurred. 

Images of glass flying through the air and cars flipping play in his mind. He can hear a woman screaming and can feel the heat of a nearby fire. 

"GAH!" He screams as he rubs his eyes and shakes his head, suddenly feeling nauseous and dizzy.