Remember Me

Chapter I

~A Mark Tuan fanfic 🥰
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"Maya! Can you hear me?"

God...

Is that you?

Wait, I actually made it into heaven?

"God? I mean, that's not the first time I heard a girl call me that."

"Dude, that's your sister."

"Well I wasn't talking about her was I!"

"Shut up you idiots! Honey, can you hear me?"

"Whe-where am I?" I mumble as I gradually open my eyes to be greeted by four men surrounding me.

"Ahhh!" I scream and scramble as fast as I can against the wall behind me.

"AHHH!" The men scream in response as they clutch each other.

"Why are you screaming?" The youngest looking guy asks while promptly moving away from the slightly older looking guy's hold.

"Why are you screaming?" I retaliate, my body relaxing slightly while my eyes still scan him suspiciously.

"Maya! I'm so glad that you're okay." One of the older looking men sighs with relief while moving towards me and engulfing me in a massive bear hug.

"I'm sorry but, who are you?" I blink blankly at the male as he pulls away from me in shock.

"Oh no." The man pauses to whisper to himself before unexpectedly grabbing my arm causing my eyes to expand widely.

"Maya, don't you know who I am?" He questions apprehensively while staring at me in desperation.

I hesitate at first and look around the white room to take in the rest of the faces staring back at me with great anticipation.

Suddenly I burst into laughter causing them to look at each other in confusion.

"I think there's something wrong with her." One of the boys whispers towards my dad who was still standing next to him.

"I'm just playing!" I shake my head at them while I lean forward to hug my other dad(Michael) who was closest to me.

"Of course I know who you are." I smile into his shoulder as I embrace him.

"Oh thank fuck!" He shouts joyfully as he tightens his hold around me.

"As if you would've gone to heaven if you died," The boy next to my dad(Jonathon) laughs.

"Ow!" He complains after being hit on the head by Jonathon.

"After your whole 'being called God' comment, I don't think you're particularly one to judge Jackson." He scolds him, his face worn out and his eye bags taking up half of his face.

"Jackson?" I question and look at Jonathon for an explanation.

"Why did you just call him Jackson?"

"Because if he called me God, it'd be blasphemy. Duh." The boy replies cheekily, receiving another intimidating glare by Jonathon.

"But Jackson is my brother's name, and you're frankly too good looking and overconfident to be my brother." I reply matter of factly causing the boy's grin to drop and look at my parents worriedly.

"I think we should get a doctor." Michael, who was still next to me, suggests before leaving the hospital room in a hurry.

"Aish! Maya stop messing with us, seriously. We're all already tired and stressed out." The unfamiliar looking boy speaks looking frustrated.