Fan Fiction |
by PinkNalgene
After the few days spent in San Francisco, I headed back to Seoul to see Grandpa. Park told me that Grandpa is resting at home, and have recovered from the stroke he had.
“Seung gi, did you bring her home with you?” Grandpa asked.
All these while, Grandpa knows that I was secretly living with Yeonie. He didn’t show his support, but neither did he stop me from doing it. He said he will leave it to me to decide my own happiness.
“No, she’s still in Seattle” I replied the old man
“She didn’t want to come back with you?” Grandpa jokingly said, while he tried to cover up the pain he was going through
“She has not recovered”
“She deserves to know the truth, grandpa is very happy that you rushed back to see me. But I’m fine, I won’t die that fast. Go back to her, she needs you”
That night, I accompanied grandpa. The doctor said he is recovering well, but he might not be that energetic anymore. I didn’t sleep at night, I was thinking about my life, about the future, there is so much to plan. Before going to seattle, I never knew how much I really love this Nuna. Many people classify it as an obsession, as an attraction. I never really put much thought into it.
But when I received that call from the hospital, I didn’t know what got into me, I was willing to put everything down to be beside her. The times we spent together in the hospital and in our little cottage made me sink deeper and deeper into this lie that I made up, A bubble that only the two of us lives in.
But when grandpa fell ill, I finally understood that the world does not belong to just the two of us. What Yeonie used to tell me, that we are not alone in this cruel society, it all came back to me. But what should I do now?
Do I have to burst the bubble that I have created and protected all these while? That morning, I tried to call Yeonie, but she never picked up the call. Where could she have gone? And where is Michelle? I called her cell
“Michelle, how is Chae Yeon?”
“My, do you only care about Onni? Why don’t you ask about me?”
“I’m just worried, she’s still sick, that’s why. Are you out with her?”
“She’s fine, I met her manager Kim, and he’s going to take care of her. Oppa, don’t worry, I’m sure he will take care of Onni very well. They might go back to Korea soon.”
“Kim?”
I was in shock. What is happening? I tried to call home again, but no one picked up. I tried Kim’s number but he didn’t pick up either. Once again, I rushed to Seattle, but by the time I reached the cottage, it was vacant. The only thing left on her bed was a magazine article on our love romance in Xman.
After checking with the hospital, I found out that Yeonie did go back to the hospital but she has fully discharged herself. I went back to Seoul but I never got to see her again. Her company’s director agreed to meet me.
They didn’t want to blow up the whole issue, so they will be releasing a news report stating that Yeonie is ill because of exhaustion. All they want is for her to recover, and for that, they didn’t want me to go anywhere near her. They said I should stop trying to look for her. They said she knows the truth now and does not want to have anything to do with me.
After a month of aimless searching, I came to a conclusion that she has not returned to Seoul.
But that same week, I received a call from Kelly.
I went to the restaurant that Kelly arranged. The servers led me to one of the rooms behind. Once I got in, I saw her. She looks like she has lost a lot of weight. I rushed beside her and hugged her.
“My Yeonie! How have you been? How is your head? Is it still painful?”
I lifted up her hair to see, the scar has lighten till its hardly visible. She didn’t say anything. She kept starring at me, just like she starred at me in the hospital when she first saw me.
“What happened? Did anyone threatened you? Was the company mean to you?” She just sat there, refusing to talk
“Do you have anything you want to ask me?”
Kelly said she has not fully recovered, and there’s a lot of things she does not remember.
Yeonie shook her head.
“I am going to release my 4th album in March” She suddenly said
“But you have not recovered!” I held on to ger hand tightly. I miss her so much. My little woman.
“Thank you” she said. “I’m sorry” I said at the same time
“I’m sorry for lying to you in Seattle, for keeping you selfishly with me.”
I didn’t know what I can expect for now. All I know is she must be feeling very confused now that she does not remember the past and the present is lie.
“Thank you for the time you spent with me in Seattle. Thank you for being there. But I cannot be your girl anymore. I have my parents, my friends, the company. They need me to be their daughter, their singer Chae Yeon.”
“I can take you away, we can go back to Seattle, go back to our home” She was breaking up with me. I pleaded with her as my tears fell uncontrollably.
“I cannot do that, I have responsibilities now, its not the same anymore” She was crying together with me as I held her once again in my arms
Chae Yeon:
They hired a nurse to be with me at all times. I didn’t tell them I recalled my memory. I went back to the dance studio and saw my dancers. I miss them so much. I told Kim that I am willing to start producing the 4th album. That was the only way I can get out of the house. It was the only way back to the studios, the only way I could see Seung Gi.
I know I should not contact Seung Gi, I didn’t know what to say to him, but I wanted to see him, just one more time. The preparations of the album was in progress, Kelly was re-introduced to me. My Kelly, she has never refused to say no to me. I asked her to arrange a meeting for me to meet Seung Gi.
The moment he saw me, he hugged me close to him, I could hear his strong heartbeat.
He went on asking me a lot of questions, I didn’t want to answer any of them, those questions were not important. I just wanted to feel his touch, to be in his arms, to hear his voice. He started getting worried when I didn’t respond him.
He wanted to take me to Seattle, to bring me away from all these again, but I cannot do it. I’m too timid. If I didn’t get my memory back, I probably would have agreed. But I remember everything, I cannot do something so irresponsible.
I am not just his little woman, I have a career, I have myself to answer to.
For once, I would rather be a sick girl, I would rather not remember.