Chapter 3 Uncanny Encounter

• “Are you her guardian?”
• I was woken up by an unfamiliar
• voice. I tried to tilt my head a little and slowly open my eyes; I realized I
• was in a Hospital.  I was confused for a
• moment, and I instantly tried to sit on the hospital bed where I was lying.
• “Be careful,”
• I heard a deep soft voice from my
• back; that voice, whoever he is, was trying to guide me into sitting up
• properly. I tried to look back and see the person behind me, but the nurse
• standing beside my bed called my attention.
• “Hi! How are you feeling?” she said
• while doing these whole charades of things we all see on Korean Drama.
• “I am feeling fine, I think. What
• happened?” I asked.
• The person behind me finally revealed
• his face. He is a young man who looks like on his late twenties, with broad
• shoulders and fair skin. He seems decent enough even if he is just wearing a
• gray hoodie and jogger pants, it appears that he is jogging, either about to
• jog or is done jogging. I am not sure.
• “I caught you just right on time
• before you lost consciousness in front of a car,” he said while looking at me
• straight in the eye.
• I was looking at him intentively
• because he seemed to look familiar for some reason. Have you ever had that
• feeling that the person in front of you seems to look familiar, but you just
• can’t point out where you saw them before? It is that kind of feeling.
• “You look familiar. Have I met you
• before?” I asked. He just smiled. I am not even sure if it is a smile or smirk-
• I think it is something in-between.
• “Please follow me,” The nurse
• directed him to follow. “You need to fill out some paperwork for the patient,”
• The nurse added.
• I was looking at him from behind. I
• still do not fully understand why I am here and what has happened to me. I am
• just glad no worse thing happened. The man is coming back now from the nurse’s
• station. I feel some sort of familiarity with him, but I am not sure where or
• when I saw him before.
• "Are you okay?” he said with a
• smile on his face.
• “Yes, I cannot remember where I saw
• you before, but you do seem familiar,” I responded while looking at him.
• “That’s disappointing,” He whispered
• while look down, “Anyways, If you are already feeling better, the doctor said
• you can be discharged now; I think you will need to have a follow-up check-up
• soonest, you can have it scheduled on the desk,” He all said this while looking
• at me in the eyes, why do I have this feeling that I somehow forget something.
• “I understand. Thank you so much for
• being here tonight. I am feeling a little better. I think you can go now. I do
• not want to inconvenience you anymore,” I said while smiling and looking at
• this stranger in front of me. I realized he is tall because looking at him like
• this makes my neck hurt, but I am sitting on the hospital bed, and he is quite
• near me. I think he is around 6 foot five inches, not sure exactly but around
• that height bracket.
• He looked at his watch and said, “Anyways,
• I need to go now; it is already 2:00 AM, and I also have work tomorrow.”
• “Thank you very much for all your
• help today. I will repay you in the future, I promise,” I said gaily.
• He just laughed a bit and then said, “I
• will wait for that day,”
• After he left, I tried to look for my
• phone, so I asked the nurse on the next bed about my belongings, they handed it
• out to me. I was about to call Kyle, but I didn’t. I was thinking he might be
• sleeping or on night duty. Being a Surgeon is no easy task. So I just opened my
• phone on Facebook and watched some funny videos; I didn’t notice that I dozed
• off after a while.
• “Hey! Wake-up!”
• I was woken up by a familiar voice. I
• slowly opened my eyes and noticed the recognizable figure wearing a lab coat
• with broad shoulders.
• “Hey! Are you allowed to be rude to
• patients like this?” I murmured as a form of defiance to his rude way of waking
• me.
• “Wake up now.” He said in a stern
• voice while crossing his hands over his chest.
• “What is wrong with you?” I
• annoyingly said while slowly trying to sit on my hospital bed.
• He said, “Why are you here?”
• “Ow, I am on vacation, I guess?” I
• answered sarcastically.
• “Don’t play cute to me. What are you
• doing here? Why did you not call me?” Kyle said in a serious tone; however, you
• can see the care in his eyes. He always has the weirdest way of showing he
• cares, but I got used to it already. Kyle is not a sweet talker; he is stern
• and straightforward; if you are the type of person who gets easily offended,
• you will not get along with him.
• “I was about to call, howe..” Kyle
• cut me mid-sentence.
• “about?” he said annoyingly.
• “Yes, but It was late, so I thought..”
• He cut me mid-sentence again; this time, I was a bit annoyed.
• “You thought?” he said while placing
• his hands on his ways.
• “What a minute, will you let me talk
• or not? And why are you here anyway? Don’t you have duty today?” I retorted.
• “I am at work, can’t you see I have
• your chart in here, and you, miss, is my annoying patient, so you better tell
• me, what happened before I rip your mouth,” he said while showing me that he is
• holding my chart in his hands.
• “Okay, I don’t remember a lot. When I
• woke up, I was already here. I remembered I was just about to drive to your
• home because if you can REMEMBER,  went
• AWOL on me,” I told him while crossing my hands on my chest and raising my
• eyebrows, and looking at him through the corner of my eyes, tilting my face a
• little bit towards his. He is now sitting in front of me on the edge of my
• hospital bed.  He pushed my head away
• using his index finger and looked away from me while saying, “You look horrible
• today,” I just smirked and shrugged.
• “Anyway, who is this punk who brought
• you here? Do you know him?” he continued.
• “Who?” I said
• “This James Seva, who brought you
• here last night, do you know him? I don’t think you mentioned this name even
• once before,” he questioned me.
• “Well, I don’t necessarily know him,
• but for some reason, he seems to be familiar. I don’t even know that that is
• his name, haha,” I said
• Kyle’s reaction changed drastically,
• and I was stunned when he almost shouted at me while saying, “Are you stupid?
• Why did you let a complete stranger bring you here?!”
• “Hey! Why are you shouting at me? Are
• you really my friend? Are you are supposed to be happy because, after that
• incident, I am still safe and sound!” I retorted. “And I am actually thankful
• for that person because even if he is a stranger, he still brought me here to
• the hospital instead of bringing me somewhere else. I think he has a good
• heart, and he looks nice too. You should have seen him,” I told him.
• “Whatever, I will never understand
• your logic. I will have the nurse help you with anything you need; wait for me
• in the hospital lobby we will have lunch together. You understand?” Kyle said
• to me authoritatively.
• “Okay-okay, do you work now? You are
• not being paid here to chat,” I teased him while pointing to the door.
• “I’ll see you later. I am a busy
• person, as you can see, unlike someone I know,” then he looked at me up and
• down, implying that I am that person. I snubbed him and pointed to the door
• again, saying, “go.” He just smiled and went on his way.
• After his rounds, just about
• lunchtime, Kyle drove me home from the hospital. We bought some take-out from
• his favorite fast food and planned to eat lunch at my house. When we were
• almost done eating our hearty lunch, I asked him, “So why did you went AWOL
• last night? He just stared at me blankly; I think he was about to say something
• when my phone vibrated. There is an unlisted number calling me. I wonder who it
• is…