Chapter Number Two

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Jan-Di's POV

"Bye, Ga-Eul!" I exclaimed, grinning as she waved back and walked through the door. Being my best friend, she declared it her responsibility to amuse me while I was stuck at the hospital. I was a bit embarrassed, since she was doing so much for me but she refused to listen to me. The F4, not including the curly haired boy, had graciously charmed the nurses into giving me the V.I.P. room so the room was much more spacious.

Ga-Eul came here right after school, the boss at the porridge shop allowed her to take a leave of absence, and stayed until she had to leave for dinner. Every time, she brought some of my clothes, my favorite foods, magazines, books, and a few movies for me to entertain myself with. I'd already given up telling her it wasn't necessary.

Ga-Eul wasn't the only one who visited, though. Ji-Hoo Sunbae was her chauffer, and he stayed here while we were talking. Although Sunbae spent most of the time sleeping, I wasn't actually that surprised, it was nice that he visited and I enjoyed having him around. Along with carrying everything Ga-Eul had bring, he gathered my school work and had even snuck in a laptop for me to surf the internet on, as well as watch the movies Ga-Eul gave me.

Yi-Jung Sunbae came also, but I have a suspicion it was really to see Ga-Eul. He'd always come when she was here, and left as soon as she did too. I didn't mind that either, it was nice he took time to come at all. I heard Ga-Eul mention he had an exhibit coming up, so I wasn't really bothered.

Woo-Bin Sunbae visits occasionally, but mostly to hang out with Yi-Jung and Ji-Hoo Sunbae than to check up on me. He finds it extremely amusing to wake Ji-Hoo Sunbae up, but I usually throw a water bottle at his head. They seem to repopulate, because I'll go to sleep with two of them on my counter and when I wake up they'll be four. He did bring Belgian chocolates once as an apology (he stubbed his toe on my bed and the leg broke). Even though Ga-Eul and Ji-Hoo Sunbae forced him too, I suppose he's okay. For a Don Juan.

The only thing I'm not okay with, however, is this "Jun-Pyo" that appointed himself my stalker. After one of my showers, I went to my room to change. I found that thing laying on my bed and flipping through my magazines. I screamed so loudly half of the nurses in the hospital came. When they found out it was only him, he was banned from my room.

In the middle of my fantasy of Mr. Curly falling of a cliff, Noona walks in. I grin at her, and sit up.

"Hello Noona, how are you-" I cut myself off when I see another woman follow her into the room.

The woman looks slightly older, and purple bruises under her eyes show that she hasn't slept enough. Her hair looks messy, and she seems a bit frazzled by the light. I smile, this time at her.

"Noona, is this the new nurse you were telling me about? Hello, I'm Geum Jan-Di!" I say, and she immediately freezes and stares at me. Almost immediately, she begins crying.

"Eh! Oh, I'm sorry I was being rude." I say a bit bewildered. "Why don't you introduce yourself?" I say with a smile, hoping to calm her down. It doesn't help, she cries even harder. Noona puts her arm around this woman's shoulders, and sits her down. She then forces me to lean back down, and starts running her hand through her hair, showing she's stressed. I don't get the chance to ask Noona how she's feeling.

"Geum Jan-Di, this isn't your nurse." She starts, and it seems she's thinking about how to continue.

"I'm sorry for mistaking you as my nurse." I smile, but that doesn't help either.

"Jan-Di, this is your mother." Noona finishes and my eyes widen.

Gu Jun-Pyo's POV

I've been talking back and forth on this invisible line between the right corner of the basement and the bottom left corner near the lamp for about fifteen minutes. Ji-Hoo's partially asleep and taking up the entire three person couch, while Woo-Bin watches me pace. Bemused. After a while, I stop walking and kick the metal television stand out of frustration. My foot ended up in more pain, so I sit on a loveseat.

"What do you plan to do?" Woo-Bin asks, and I glare it him. Morely out of frustration than anger, I'd been trying to answer that question myself for some time now.

"What can I do? She dumped me." I reply, in an attempt to not care. They don't fall for my act, and I don't blame them due to the fact I don't even find it convincing.

"You could just start over, and hope it'll work again." Yi-Jung states, but I shake my head.

"Jan-Di dislikes me more than she did at the beginning of the school year. She tried to file a restraining order against me, and when I walked in the doors an entire fleet of body-guards I self-picked knocked me unconscious." I stated, and they chuckle. That doesn't help my mood, and I run my fingers through my hair.

"Try making her remembers you," states Ji-Hoo. I roll my eyes.

"That's pretty much impossible." I say, but Yi-Jung shakes his head.

"It's a selective memory loss, so they're technically just buried. If you find something strong enough, she should remember completely."

"You think it'll actually work?" I asked, skeptically.

"Probably not, but I'd like to see you and Miss High-Kick girl go to war again." Woo-Bin stated, grinning mischievously.

I roll my eyes, and pick up a scarlet sheet of paper with the skull and crossbones design. Here I go, again.

Jan-Di's POV

I stare at the clock right above my head and behind me; I've been staring into space for ten minutes after rushing out of the room. I feel terrible, since Noona was calling out my name after me, but I really needed some time to think.

I know I had an accident and hit my head, but could I seriously have forgotten my mother? I hadn't gotten a good look at the lady, so I wasn't sure about our resemblance. I only caught her curly hair, which she apparently hadn't passed on to me. Actually, now that I think about it, we look nothing alike.

It was odd how I'd only forgotten her though. I remembered my brother, Kang-San perfectly, and my father Geum Il-Bong crystal clear. I didn't forget any of my best friends, Ga-Eul and Ji-Hoo, or my older sister, Noona, the rest of the F4 Yi-Jung, Woo-Bin, and even Ginger, Sunny, and Miranda who had dedicated themselves to making my life absolutely miserable. How could I have forgotten my own mother?

I immediately developed a head-ache, and forced myself to stop thinking. Glancing around, I spotted a soda machine and slowly headed toward it. I inserted some change and carefully stood up to press my selection. After it dropped, I roamed around sipping the cola slowly. I greeted the nurses I recognize too.

After running out of things to do, I headed towards the recreational room to see if there was anything to do there. Some women were playing cards yesterday, and I wondered if they were there now. Unfortunately, I never even got to the elevator.

"Hello, Dry-Cleaner." It said, and I prepared myself to run into it. It dodged, and I pressed the elevator button.

His hand tried to stop me, but I shoved Its arm out of the way. It was all I could do to restrain myself from hitting it. For some odd reason, just seeing it made me mad. No one else had this effect on me. The ice cream cone it held immediately dropped, and it glared at me. There was the tiniest drop of strawberry on its shoe.

"Look what you did!" he screeched, and I just gave him an eye-roll. He was constantly show-casing his expensive imported clothing, so it probably had at least fifty pairs on new shoes with a butler to put them on for him in his car.

"You dropped your ice cream." I said flatly, and the elevator opened. He immediately pulled me back, and covered the controls with his other hand. I started beating it, but I wasn't strong enough.

"Apologize." He stated, and I shook my head while glaring at its hand.

"Apologize." He said again, and I just continued shaking my head.

"Since you refuse to even admit your wrongdoing, I'm raising the consequence. I want you to apologize and lick my shoe clean."

I gave him a disgusted look. Bending down, I put one hand on the wheel. He actually looked shocked that I was complying. Then, using my hands to operate the wheels on my wheelchair, I ran his foot over. He screamed, which immediately lifted my mood.

"I'm so sorry." I retorted sarcastically, and rolled away happily. I increased speed, making sure I had enough time to get away. The wheels began rolling quicker and quicker, all I cared about was arriving at my room without Curly.

Unfortunately, right when I was about to turn, I crashed into somebody. I saw them, but it was too late to turn since I was going around 6 mph. It was a doctor, and I ended up sprawled, and on top of my broken leg. I fought back the urge to scream, and tears suddenly flooded my face. I'm pretty sure my leg would take even longer to heal, and immediately moved so I was lying on my back. The pressure was released off of my leg, but moving just made it hurt even more. Suddenly, someone lifted me up. I couldn't help it; I was so startled that I screamed.

"Are you okay?" a voice asked. I didn't trust myself to speak, I merely shook my head.

"Leg." Was all I managed to mumble, but my voiced cracked in the middle of the word.

"I'll get you to a doctor." The voice stated again, and I turned my head. Because of my tears, I couldn't even tell if m I couldn't even tell if m savior was a girl or a guy. Feeling woozy, I decided the person carrying me wasn't going to kill me and just fell asleep.

Because of the storyline, I couldn't make the chapter as long as I wanted to xb

Whatever, I'll deal with it.

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