Five More Minutes

Cardiac Machines beeping beside me, that is the sign of life, the sign of my life. I breath heavily, my chest heaving up and down, trying to get as much air into my lungs as possible. Five more minutes Jung Gaejin, just five more minutes. He will come, he will arrive, thoughts of hope suddenly surface in my mind. I lie lifelessly on the bed, which is probably soon my death bed. I am alone, as usual. It does not take a rocket scientist to know that I am a loner. I am a loner, until he came, but he is now gone. Guess I get my loner status back then.

Anyways, I came to this world alone, I guess it is only fair I leave this world alone too. How does it feel to leave here and everything? Will anyone cry for me? Will anyone even care? I have no family, I have no friends, I only have myself. My nose suddenly feel sore, and suddenly I feel wetness on my face. Why am I crying? I have been strong all these while, strong throughout my whole life. Why now? Why? Just five more minutes Jung Gaejin, you can do this. 

I cannot hold out anymore, I feel like my air supply is suddenly cut off. I muster all my strength to place my weak hand over my chest, clutching weakly but tightly. I need to wait, he will come soon. My eyes water, the noisy machine suddenly beeped rapidly, like racing in a race. I bite my lips, a pain surge up my spine and to my head. I need to keep myself awake. I cannot fall asleep. I need to wait, for him.

My mind wonders back to the time God knows when. 

"Gae-ah, wait for me?" he said, once. I smiled, for the rarest time.

"Sure, why not?" I whispered, reaching my hand out to him, "I will wait, for you."

So now I am still waiting for him, and I only have five more minutes. I need to wait, I want to wait, just for him. Why am I harbouring so much hope for him? He is gone, and he will not come back, another part of me argued. No, he will come back and I will wait, no matter what it takes. Just five more minutes, and I will wait.

Every second passed slowly, and I'm still waiting. I eye the door, so intensely that I can bear holes into it. The door still does not open. Not even a doctor or a nurse, and much less him. My ears perked up to listen to my surroundings. All I can hear is just wheeling of patients from ward to ward, some chattering of nurses and finally some laughter of visitors.

Ah, how nice to laugh with people. I stare at the empty room of mine. How nice.

I feel my energy draining and disappearing away from me. I breathe in even deeply, trying to catch as much air as I can. Please do not fail me, body. You got to stay strong, I just need five more minutes. 

Then, I hear the sounds of heavy footsteps, and heavy breathing. Please let it be him, just please. And the door click, revealing a young handsome man, with beach blonde hair and a black suit adorn with studs. It must be his stage outfit. His hair disheveled, his face slightly wet from tears. He has finally come. A smile creeps up my pale face. 

I looked at the clock, looks like I have a little time left. "Gaejin!" his voice croaked through his tears, a slight smile forced through my lips. I dryly my lips, forcing my last energy on speaking.

"K-Kevin..." my dry voice croaked. "You finally came..." I cannot hide my smile from my face again. Upon seeing my smile, his face crack into a bright smile too. His eye smile, the last time I will be seeing it. 

"Gaejin, Gae-ah..." he called again. I continue smiling at him.

"Thank you for being there for me, really thank you." I dryly speak. Kevin only look at me and said, "Gaejin-ah, I love you..."

My eyes water at the sound of it. I swallowed my tears and grinned, "I-I love you too..." 

My energy finally run out, and the noisy machine become silent. 

I love you too, Kevin. Jung Gaejin the pokerface said, I love you.