Better Tomorrow
Better TomorrowInspired By the greatest love song : She’s-Better Tomorrow (Scent of a Woman OST)
“H-how long was I …”
“Knocked out?”
“Yes, knocked out.”
“A few long hours. Look at me. Look at my skin. I have eyebags.”
“oh, hahaha.” You said sarcastically, getting out from the hospital bed.
“Whoa.Whoa. What are you doing, bunny?”
“I’m going out. I’m fine now.”
“Not so fast, bunny. Doc says your not to leave this very comfy bed here, until test results come out.”Doojoon said, pushing
“But, IM FINE.”
“Last time you said that, you fainted in the middle of a shopping mall.”
“I was…uh..I’m claustrophobic.”
“NO. SLEEP.”
“Done that. Now lets go out and have fun.”
“I said no.”
“I don’t want you to… lose conscious again.”
He said, staring into her eyes with a worried expression.
NO!!!!!Not that face!!!AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Too cute!! I. CAN’T.RESIST.
“Fi~~~~ne.”
Doojoon grins and pinches her cheeks.
“Stay here, okay? I’m gonna go and buy you something to eat.”
That’s the 3rd time this month. The next one must be my time. I spent most of my life here in this boring and no cartoon channel hospital. This heart doesn’t seem like it can hold on for long. I have to hurry and say goodbye. Ah. Doojoon. I don't want him near me when I’m about to die. I can’t bear to see him crying. Wait..I haven’t even do the things I wanted…I guess it won’t matter anyway, because when I die it’s not like I can remember.
“Here ,I brought you porridge .” Doojoon said, cleaning the spoon with a tissue and hold it out for me.
“I was expecting something more than this…”
“Be grateful~”
“Arraso. Itadakimasu~”
“Still doing it Japanese style.”
The next day, Doojoon finally agrees to take a stroll outside, after many hours of begging. Doojoon pushes the wheel chair and parks it under the big tree. The breeze sweeping her face and she saw how beautiful the world was.
“Doojoon-ah, I want to go back home before I die.”
“Home? But there’s no-”
“Is that okay? I just want to see it one more time. It’s been so long.”
“Okay. Let’s go.”
*****At
The door creaked open and Doojoon wheeled
“I remember them leaving. They said, they didn't need a sick child that cant even do anything. They left after paying the hospital bill and didn't even contact me again after that.”
“
“No.Im fine.”
They enter
“Oh, the piano is still here. I guess they don't want to touch your stuff.”
“yea.” She said, touching the keys of the piano.
She pressed a key. “It’s still tuned.”
“Play. I know its one of your reason why you wanted to come here.” Doojoon smiles.
“Kiss the rain, huh?”
“Yea. The melody is so sad. When you hear it, it feels like this piece understands your sorrows and wishes to carry it away.”
She ended the piece and stands up.
“Let’s go. This place brings back memories but it gives me the creeps.”
Doojoon just laugh.
“Thanks for everything.”
Doojoon hugged her and drive her back to the hospital.
16 days later…
The image starts to blur. The doctors were doing everything they do know to her. 200 joules!, she heard the doctor shout . It’s the fourth time now. Ah…Thank you for holding on, heart. I’m really grateful to you. She can feel her heart failing. It’s goodbye then. The heart beat slowing down, until it stops and
Doojoon gripped the doctor’s colar.
“WHY DIDN’T ANYONE CALL ME?!”
“She doesn't want you to see her like that again. She requested it. I think…that she knows she was going to die this time. I'm so sorry for your loss, sir.”
Doojoon let go of the doctor’s colar and slumped down. His knees brought together to his chest. The doctor left him, until the nurse came for him.
“Yoon… Doojoon?”
He looks up. The nurse was holding somewhat a white envelope.
“That’s me.”
“Ah, I’m sorry for your lost. After her 3rd attack, she gave me this and told me to give it to you when she…”
“I understand. Thank you.”
The nurse gave the envelope, and left him. Doojoon stood up and walks to the big tree. He slumped down and stare at the envelope.
He opens it carefully and starts to read.
Dear Mr.Addict-to-soccer ,
When you get this, I might be in paradise already. When I was alive, I didn’t get to do things normal people can do. Like going to the theme park and join a marathon. I didn’t even get to touch sea water! Can you believe that?! But. At least I’ve done the three most important and must do’s things before I die. No.1. Visit my home. No.2. Play the piano again. No.3. Say thank you to Yoon Doojon for what he had done for me. My thanks when I was alive is not formal enough, so I decide to thank you again, formally and I ask you to forgive me for my stubbornness and pranks I’ve done. Now imagine me bowing to you~hahaha~ I hope, you’ll find someone who is better and have a longer life span than me. Doojoon ah, remember to not just play soccer with your friends, you should continue studying about music okay?Dont cry because of me again. Like you always said, Tommorow will be better! Kekeke~ I hope you remember me always, I will always love you and watch over and laugh at you when you fall.
Sincerely yours,
Doojoon sighs and stands up. He shouts towards the sky.
“YAH,
-------THE END-------
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