He's My Only One

My eyelids pry open slowly and painfully.

Where am I?

What the hell happened to me?

Once my eyelids have fully opened, I take a good look around the room.

I'm in a hospital room.

I hear a noise and look to my right to see a heart monitor that's keeping track of my heart rate.

What the hell happened to me?

Oh yea, I jumped off something.... What was it again?

... The roof! I jumped off my school roof.

Why did I jump off the roof again?..

I hear a door open and I look to my left to see a man wearing a white lab coat of some sort walk into the room holding a clipboard.

"Nice to see you're finally awake, Kimma Wang. How are you feeling?" He says as I continue to stare at him with my eyes half lidded.

"I feel okay,” I say, my voice barely hearable.

"That's good,” the doctor says as he flips through some papers on his clipboard.

"How long was I out?" I ask him with my voice cracking.

"Three weeks and two days,” he says as he glances out the window.

I was out for that long?

"So I was in a coma?"

"Yes. I'm surprised you woke up this early to be honest with you, which was good,” he says and smiles.

"How did you know I would be awake right now?"

"I didn't. I came in to see if that boy was still in here,” he says.

What boy?

"You have a group of friends who visit you everyday. I'll have the nurse contact them right now,” he says as he walks out of the room.

Friends?...

Oh that’s right. I remember that I did have friends.

Minje, Taehyung, Suga, Jimin, Namjoon, Jin, and J-Hope...

They were all really nice to me.

I smile to myself as the doctor walks in a couple minutes later.

"I just now had the nurse inform your friends and your father. I'll give a check up on you in a couple hours. Try not to fall asleep while I'm gone,” he says and exits the room once a again.

Father? I have a father?

I try to wrack my brain to remember what my father looked like.

But nothing seems to pop up and my head starts to ache repeatedly.

I continue to think to myself for who knows how long when the door in my room slams open. I look towards the noise and see a boy with black hair wearing a black leather jacket, a tank, and ripped jeans standing there and panting heavily.

All of a sudden I feel my chest ache and I place my hand over my chest.

"Kimma! You're finally awake!" He says and runs over to my side.

"Who are you?" I say to the boy and his face turns pale.

"Stop playing around with me Kimma. It's me, Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook. Don’t you remember?" He says with wide eyes as he places his hands on my shoulders.
Jeon Jungkook?

Why is it when I hear his voice, my heart aches? Why is it that when I hear his name, I start to feel sick and depressed all of a sudden?

Who is this boy?

"I'm sorry, I don't know you,” I say with a brow raised.

He lets go of my shoulders and takes a step backwards.

"Kimma, it's me. I'm in your music class. We were supposed to do a project together but you fell into a coma so I had to do it by myself. You finally got a job at the coffee shop and I congratulated you. I'm the one that you taught to never play with others as if they were toys. I took you to the music store. You helped me make a song on the piano. I played the piano for you once, remember? I'm Jungkook..." He stops talking finally and takes a shaky breathe.


"I'm the guy that.... Has fallen deep for you. That's fallen for your strength and for your beautiful voice. That's fallen for your smile and the way you laugh. That's fallen for the way you play your guitar. That's fallen for.. everything about you..." His voice cracks slightly and he starts to tear up slightly.

I feel my chest ache and I can't help but choke at his words.

Why am I feeling like this? I feel like I know him, or that I'm supposed to know something about him, but I can't.

I can't remember anything.

"I'm sorry, uh, Jungkook, but I can't remember you,” I say as the door opens and eight more people walk into the room, including the doctor.

Jungkook continues to stare at me and he clenches his teeth.

"You seriously don't remember me?! You don't remember a single thing about me?!" He says in anger and I wince at his loud voice.

My head throbs and I hold my head to stop the pain.

This boy.... Who the hell is he?

He storms out of the room as J-Hope follows after him.

I look up and see the doctor leaving the room in a fast pace.

What's going on?

"Kimma, do you remember me?" Minje says as she walks next to me with a sad expression. I nod and say, "of course. You're Minje, I can never forget someone precious like you."

She smiles and takes my hand in hers.

"Do you remember all of us?" Jimin asks. I nod and they all smile.

"Sorry to leave so soon Kimma, but we're going to have to go check on Jungkook,” Namjoon says. They all nod in agreement and leave me alone in the room with Minje.

"Who's Jungkook?" I ask and gaze at her with a questioning look.

She sighs and says, "do you really not remember him?" I shake my head for a no and she looks away while biting her bottom lip.

I hear the door open and I look to see a man, about in his 30's, standing there.

"Who is he?" I say. She looks up and the man stands there with wide eyes.

"Kimma, it's me. Your dad,” he says as he walks closer to me. Minje immediately stands up and blocks me away from him.

"Don't go near Kimma! You're the one that did this to her!!" She yells and holds me in her arms.

"What are you talking about? I'm the one that jumped off the roof", I say.

"I know but he's the reason you jumped. Don't you remember Kimma? Your dad was drunk everyday and abused you,” she says as she rubs my shoulder.

My father was abusive?

I look at the man known as my own father and continue to stare at him.

The first emotion that slips into my mind is fear.

Why am I so scared of a man that I'm just now meeting?

Maybe I did lose my memory somehow..

"I used to drink... I quit after I found out that Kimma tried to commit suicide,” my 'father' says as he looks at Minje. She looks at me and starts to sob.

"You did try to commit suicide... Didn't you?" She says and hugs me tightly.

I remember wanting to die and to see my mom again, but for some reason I don't remember my own dad or that boy, Jeon Jungkook.

I sigh and I hug Minje back.

Was I really that pathetic and was wanting the easy way out of this?

I cannot stand myself right now. How could I try to commit suicide?

That's pathetic and being pathetic is not the usual me.

I think...

My father walks to the side of my bed and kisses my forehead.

"I'm sorry for hurting you all those times. If I'd known..." He says and he begins to sob uncontrollably.

"I lost your mother, I don't want to lose my only daughter too,” he says and continues to sob. He hugs me tightly and I'm too stunned to move.

Why do I feel like my chest is tightening as I see him sobbing in my arms?

I don't hug him back, I just let him hug me and let him sob.

The doctor comes back in and all my friends walk back into the room. Jungkook is the last one to walk in and I peer at his face.

His eyes are puffy and red and he's staring at the floor.

"The reason Ms.Wang has lost her memory of only two people, is because her brain is making it so that she doesn't remember about it. It was probably because it was putting a lot of stress on her, and because of that stress, she lost her memory due to that. So whatever that happened that caused her stress at that time, has been forgotten. It can take her a week to regain her memory, a month, a couple months, or a year. In some cases, she may never regain her memory,” the doctor says as he looks at everyone, including me.

Jungkook glances towards me and looks into my eyes with a solemn expression. His eyes waver and he glances towards the doctor, and then towards my dad. The doctor bows and leaves the room as Jungkook continues to stare at my father.

"You..." He says and I can hear the anger in his voice. He walks up to my dad and punches him right in the jaw.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!! YOU DID THIS!! YOU SHOULD FEEL ASHAMED OF YOURSELF!! YOU DIDN’T VISIT YOUR DAUGHTER ONCE THE ENTIRE TIME SHE WAS HERE IN A COMA!! HOW DARE YOU COME IN HERE AND CALL YOURSELF A FATHER WHEN YOU DON’T EVEN ACT LIKE ONE!!!! YOU SON OF A BITCH! I HOPE-"

"Jungkook, stop it!!" I yell and cut off Jungkook. He looks at me with wide eyes and I look at my father, seeing him give Jungkook a disgusted look.

Where have I seen that look before??...

Wait a minute...

Memories of someone beating me with cable wire flood into my vision; like a hallucination. Memories of.... My father calling me a whore and giving me that same disgusted look.

No... It can't be..

I scream and hug my knees to my chest.

"Kimma what's wrong-"

"GET AWAY FROM ME! DON’T THROW THE CABLE WIRE,” I continue to scream and I start to shake uncontrollably. Everyone leaves the room to go get the nurse except for Minje, my dad, and Jungkook.

"Kimma it's your father, I'm right here don't scre-"

"Get away from me!!! I remember you!! I remember everything about you, you abusive bastard!!" I yell and look at him as I continue to sob.

I remember. I remember him and his cruel ways.

How he screwed whores and how he would always abused me.

I sob and continue to hug my knees close to my chest. I look at my father to see him walk out of the room, leaving MiCha, Jungkook, and I alone.

"Kimma, I'm here. Don't worry I'll protect you,” I hear and I feel arms envelope me into an embrace.

"Shhhh it's okay, I'm here", he says as he holds me tight and runs his fingers through my hair.

This warmth... Where have I felt this warmth before?

I sniffle and continue to sob as the memories flood into my memory.

I remember the bruises and cuts that were all over my body.

Are they still there?

I gently push Jungkook away and stand up from my hospital bed.

"What are you doing?" He says and I take a look at my arms.

The cuts that were here before are gone, but tiny scars are still left behind with the bruises.

At least the bruises are almost gone now..

What about my stomach?

"Jungkook, look away. I need to pull up my hospital gown to check my stomach,” I say to him.

"It's not like I haven't seen you before, but okay,” he says and starts to turn around.

"Wait... You've seen me naked?!! What kind of relationship did we have?!" I exclaim in shock.

I hear him chuckle and he says, "nothing, nothing. Just hurry and check your stomach,"

"Wait I want to know too. Jungkook were you pervy to Kimma before?!" Minje says as she looks at Jungkook with a frown. He laughs and I can't help but feel my heart flutter.

Were we a thing before I lost my memory? Or was he just one of those friends that were secretly a pervert?

Did he spy on me before?!!

I shake my head in frustration.

This isn't the time to be thinking about things like that.

I lift my gown and check my stomach to see that the bruises are almost gone.

"Do you have clothes for me Minje?" I ask. She shakes her head and says, "I didn't think you would be discharged today so I didn't bring any,"

"I brought some with me. They're my sisters clothes, but they're better then the hospital gowns,” he says and walks out of the room. I drop my gown and sit down on the bed and wait for his return. He comes back a couple minutes later with a bag in his hand.

He puts them on the bed and says, "let me know when you're done changing." He leaves the room and I open the bag.

A shirt and a pair of sweatpants are in the bag.

*flash*

He tosses me a pair of sweatpants.

"Okay but look away", I say. He nods and turns away as I take off my pants and put on the sweatpants.

Instead of telling him that I'm done, I take the pillow sneakily and walk behind him.

"How long does it take to put on sweats?" He says as I stand right behind him.

"Not long", I yell and hit his head with a pillow.

"Yah!!! MinJi you sneaky little-" he says and hits me with his pillow. I laugh and run away as he tries to hit me with his pillow again.

*flash*

What the hell was that?

Who was that boy that gave me these sweatpants before?

Was that Jungkook or was it-...

I sigh and take off the hospital gown. A nurse comes in and takes out my I.V and helps put my clothes on. Once I've put my clothes on, Jungkook walks back in the room as the nurse puts the I.V back into my arm.

I look at Jungkook and then look at the sweatpants and shirt that I'm wearing.

Could he have been that person?

"What? What's wrong?" He asks as he takes a seat next to Minje, who is now taking a cat nap on the chair.

"N-Nothing,” I stutter and sit on the hospital bed.

"So, I was supposed to know you before, right?" I ask as I dangle my legs from the bed.

He nods and says, "we were friends before."

"If we were friends before, then why did you just confess to me about how you've fallen for me?" I ask.

"Oh yea... That... I meant as in a sister way. That I've seen you as part of my family,” he chuckles and looks away while scratching the back of his head. I raise my brow in a questioning way and he looks back towards me.

"So Wang, you still don't remember me? Was I that easy to forget?" He says with a chuckle.

I frown and say, "I'm sure you aren't easy to forget. Didn't you hear what the doc said earlier? You were one of the reasons that caused my stress, so my brain didn't want to remember you anymore because of that stress,"

He sighs and looks away with a guilty expression.

"Do you think you'll ever remember me?" He asks as he rests his elbows on his knees. I shrug my shoulders and lay down on the hospital bed.

"I don't know. I can't see into the future,” I say with attitude as I roll my eyes.

"Well you're back to the Wang that I met on the first day of school,” He says with an annoyed tone.

"What are you talking about? I've always been the same Wang,” I say back to him. He rolls his eyes and tosses me something. I catch it and look to see a cell phone.

"I got you a cell phone because your old one broke when you fell from the roof. My number and all of our numbers are already programmed into that phone. Call me if you need anything,” he says and stands up from his chair.

"Where are you going?" I ask him as he grabs the door knob.

"Awe don't tell me you'll miss me already?" He says with a smirk. I roll my eyes and he chuckles as he leaves the room.

Seriously this guy is such a pain.

Were we really that good of friends before?

**********

It's been about 4 days and I'm finally discharged from the hospital. The first person I call is Minje to let her know that I've been discharged and that I need someone to pick me up. She says I'll be picked up in about five minutes, so I stand in front of the hospital entrance, waiting.

I'm about to text Minje to see where she is when I hear a motorcycle park in front of the hospital entrance. I look up to see a guy wearing a black leather jacket, white t shirt, and black ripped jeans sitting on the motorcycle with a helmet on. He turns off the motorcycle and puts down the kickstand as he gets off. He takes off his motorcycle helmet and glances over at me with a smirk.

"Jungkook? What are you doing here?" I say as he approaches me.

"I'm here to pick you up, remember?"

"But I asked Minje to-"

"She said she was busy and asked me to pick you up", he says as he tosses the motorcycle helmet to me. I catch it and he walks back towards the motorcycle. I follow behind him as he sits on the motorcycle. I swing my leg over and sit behind him.

"Hold tight or else you might fall off", Jungkook says as he kicks the kickstand back.

"What do you-"

I stop mid sentence when he takes my arms and puts them around him.

"Hold on", he says as he speeds out of the hospital parking lot.

"Jungkook you're crazy!!" I yell and hold tightly onto Jungkook.

"I know. Just close your eyes and relax, don't worry", he says as we drive down the street.

I close my eyes and rest my forehead on his back.

I do admit that I don't mind staying like this, with my arms wrapped around him from behind.

It's nice...

The morning sunrise peaks from the clouds and I can't help but smile at the scenery around us.

I sigh with content and I hear Jungkook chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" I ask with a pout.

"Nothing, it's just that your sigh is cute too,” he says as the scenery around us changes to a neighborhood.

A rich neighborhood.

"My sigh is cute?" I question and I wrinkle my nose at the thought.

What a weirdo to be my friend.

"Anyways, where are we?" I ask as he pulls in front of a gate. The gate automatically opens and he drives his motorcycle into the large driveway. Once the vehicle stopped, I let go of him to get off the motorcycle.

"Thanks,” I say and take off the helmet. I hand him the helmet and he says, "we're at my house. You seriously still don't remember this place?" I shake my head as he leads me towards his front door.

He opens the door and makes a hand gesture to let me in first. I walk in and immediately notice the huge chandelier, the large staircase, and the doorway leading to who knows where.

"Jungkookie!~" I hear and I look towards the doorway to see a woman in heels walking to Jungkook with a smile.

"Welcome home. Oh Kimma! It's good to see you again!" She says and gives me a tight hug.

"I know you probably don't remember me, but I'm Jungkook’s mom. It's nice to meet you again,” she says and lets go of the hug. She gives me a smile as Jungkook takes my arm and leads me up the stairs.

"Where are we going?" I ask as he leads me to the end of the hallway. He opens the door and I strangely remember this room.

Wait... That pillow fight from my memories, it was in this room, wasn't it?

I walk in and take in my surroundings.

This definitely seems like this is the room from my memories.

I look to my left to see a piano and I can't help but feel like everything was.. Familiar to me?

"Remember my room?" He asks as he leans against the doorway. I nod slightly and I look over at him.

"good. Now I'm going to show you your old room, and in this room, there's something that I've wanted to give you for awhile, but you've been in a coma so I was never able to give you it. Are you ready?" He says as he steps into the hallway again. I nod and he walks over to the door next to his.

He opens the door and quickly covers my eyes with his hands.

"What the hell-"

"Shhh just go with it. Don't you trust me?" He says.

I nod hesitantly and he leads me to the inside of the room.

"Okay, I have led you towards your present, so when I let go, all you're going to see is this present. I hope you like it,” he says and let's go. I open my eyes and look down to see my guitar case.

"What is this doing here?" I say as I feel my heart ache at the painful memory of seeing my guitar in pieces.

"Open the guitar case", he says as he stands next to me. I take the guitar case and walk towards the bed. I place it on the bed and take a deep breathe.

This brings back some… effective memories.

I start to unzip the guitar case and I gulp.

"Jungkook I can't open it, I'm scared,” I say and I take a step back.

"Since when did that stop you?" He says and I pause.

That's true.

I walk back to the case and I open it.

It's my guitar.... And it's as if it were brand new.

"H-h-h-how is this p-p-possible?!!!" I yell and I practically collapse onto the floor. Jungkook catches me and I finally regain my balance.

"Jungkook, is this some sort of prank you're pulling or is this my actual guitar?" I ask as I continue to stare at it with wide eyes.

"Sort of. I payed a lot of money to make a guitar that was the exact replica of yours. I couldn't fix it because it was in pieces, but I had professionals work it all out so it should pretty much be the exact same as your old one,” he says as he stands next to me.

I can't help but cry tears of joy as I take the guitar out of its case.

It's as if it was never broken.

"Jungkook..."

"Hmm?"

"Y-You're amazing", I say as I place the guitar back down. I turn towards him and I can't help but jump up and down in happiness.

"Thank you so much!!" I scream and I hug him with all my might.

"You're the best!! I can't believe you actually did something like this for someone like me!! This is one of the best gifts I have ever received!! Thank you so much!" I say as I sob. He chuckles and hugs me back.

"Anything for you, Kimma", he mutters as he snuggles his face into the nape of my neck.

This seems familiar to me too...

But I can't help but feel giddy at his words and I hug him tightly as I continue to sob tears of happiness. He lets go and gazes at me.

"Crying doesn't suit you", he says with a smile as he caresses the side of my face. He brushes away my tears with his thumb and stares into my eyes.

I feel my heart pound against my chest as he continues to smile.

That smile... Just his smile alone, brings me warmth..

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