Memoirs of a Young Love (Completed)

Chapter 27 - After All

The news of the the ill-fated plane bound for Seoul stared in front of me as I looked at my phone. I double checked, it didn't change at all. Suddenly, I felt like all walls were closing in on me, I found it hard to breathe, untill everything went from a blur to jet black.

I don't know how many hours had passed, but I woke up to a ceiling with blinding white lights and the faint sounds of a monitor. I realized after I scanned my surroundings that I was in a hospital room, with my mother beside me. She was holding my hand and I could hear her sobbing.

'Mom,' I faintly called her, as I turned to look at her side. She looked at me and fresh tears welled up, flowing freely from her eyes.

'Yejinah, thank God you're awake,' she said, as she caressed my hair.

'Where's Dad?' I asked, while struggling to breathe through the nasal canulla attached to me. 

'He's talking with the doctor. How are you feeling?' she asked, while wiping her tears.

'Mom, I want to sit up. What time is it?' 

She turned to look at her watch and then went to press a button on my bed. 'It's 9am.' 

I closed my eyes, but then a series of events flashed through in front of me. 

The flight. The crash. Bin.

Where is he? I asked Mom for my phone. When she handed it over to me, I saw the notifications.

I was only looking for one. His.

Just then the door to my room opened. I looked at who the newcomer would be. It was Dad, but someone was with him.

I can't help the tears that freely flowed. Is this a dream? Because I don't want to wake up from it. This is a wonderful dream. 

From behind my Dad, I saw him. He is here. Coming to me, I can clearly see his face, his somewhat disheveled hair, his reddened eyes, brimming with tears likewise. He looked like he came straight from the airport to find me.

'Yej, I'm here,' he said. I couldn't say anything. I blinked once, twice just to make sure if I was dreaming. It turned out that I wasn't. He is here, in the flesh.

He came back to me.

I extended my arms for a hug from him. He gathered me in his arms, and he cradled me. I missed the feeling of him caging me, holding me as if telling me that everything is fine, that he will be here for me.

I miss everything about him.

'How did you?' I asked, while burying my face on his shoulders.

'I got on another plane,' he said. 

I looked at him questioningly. He smiled, and before he could say something I brought myself back in his embrace. I heard my dad tell Bin that they were going out and the door closed after.

He is definitely my comfort zone.

When I calmed down, I asked him to sit beside me. 'What happened?'

'For some reason, I felt something was wrong. When I told you that I am at the airport, something inside me was telling me to take another flight. I was not supposed to, but I never felt comfortable of that feeling that was trying to take over me. Luckily, there was a flight that was scheduled to leave an hour after. I took on that flight, and I only knew about what happened when I arrived,' he said, holding my hand.

'Why didn't you tell me that you changed flights?' I asked him.

'I tried to call you but I can't get through. And I met a fellow from the Institute and we were talking until I had to board the plane. I tried calling you once more, but still I can't get through. I sent you a message, telling you that I'd be an hour late,' he replied.