Remember That Day

Chapter 22

The clock stuck at midnight and it was All Saints’ Day. Gon stood up and inched towards the table to get the small paper bag of red ginseng he bought earlier.

“I bought this on my way here. Want some?” Gon asked, handing her a stick of it, but Jayda got frozen.

She was just stading not too far from the bed near the switches because she was still a little surprised by Gon’s presence.

“Did I scare you?” Gon asked smiling. “I’m Gon. I’m his friend.”

“Oh, ah,” Jayda mumbled as she slowly understood what was happening around. She swallowed. “I’m sorry. I got a little surprised. Maybe because I woke up just now...”

“It’s fine. I’m sure you’re tired. Here. You better drink one,” he said and gave a red ginseng stick to Jayda. Although Jayda wasn’t aware with it, she accepted it anyway.

“It boosts immunity, good as antioxidant, improves memory, relieves fatigue, and improves blood circulation. It’s good,” Gon further said as he consumed a stick already.

“Thanks. How long have you been here in the room?”

“Not too long,” Gon smiled. “I came back here to check Damek, thinking that no one aside from me would look after him, but you were here already.”

“Ah, yes. I just accidentally saw him outside struggling...” she whispered.

Struggling to find his bathroom to pee, she had thought to herself. As much as she wanted to roll her eyes, she just couldn’t do it in front of a guy looking so decent like him.

Gon glanced at Damek and said, “He got drunk at my office. He was complaining about a woman who broke his heart.”

Sitting near, Jayda looked at him with wonder in her eyes. She whispered, “I wonder how many bottles of alcohol have you taken down for you to look so devastated like that. Don’t you have shame to ask a woman to help you pee?”

Jayda noticed the key card almost half-seen in his pocket. She took it to open the door for him.

“I could just let you or ignore you, but for the sake of humanity you say, I’ll help you and to return the favor as well for helping and taking care of me last night,” she whispered.

Jayda grabbed his arm, and with all her strength, she pulled him up and took him inside the room.

“Oh?” Damek mumbled when he glanced to her. “You look like the girl... the girl who broke my heart.”

Damek smiled upon saying it. His voice was still as hoarse as it was earlier and his eyes were too lazy to remain open.

Jayda, who wasn’t aware that she was the one that Damek was talking about replied, “She looks like me? What a coincidence.”

Jayda unconsciously swallowed hard especially when Gon gave her a meaningful smile.

“I let him. He wouldn’t stop however I try to anyway,” he added. “Unfortunately, when I was doing my rounds in the hospital, he spent his time inside the bathroom drenched in water in the tub.”

It was when Jayda remembered again how she saw Damek under the shower earlier.

She heard nothing, but only the flowing water from the shower. When worried started to eat her, she knocked on the door twice.

“Damek?” she called, but she got nothing in return.

After thrice of calling him without any response, she twisted the knob only to see him unconscious inside under the shower.

“I never thought that he would drink all he wanted just because of a mere woman...”

Gon wagged his head. He uttered, “I guess it was not just a mere woman.”

By that, Jayda understood what Gon was trying to say. But she couldn’t speak nor think what was the best to say when in fact, she was still trying to understand how in the world Damek fell for her.

Meanwhile, Gon walked back to the couch and stared at Damek.

“Did he inconvenience you so much?” he asked.

“Ah. No. It’s okay,” she lied as she bit her lip.

Gon smiled and Jayda noticed it. Damek and Gon were almost alike. They both got a towering height and undeniably gorgeous faces.

“I heard you,” said Gon.

“Um?” Her brows knitted.

“You should’ve been writing your novel until now, right? I heard it. If it was not because of him, you should’ve been facing a laptop and not him.”

“I couldn’t believe myself that I dozed off just right beside you. I should’ve been sitting in front of my laptop right now and writing my novel if I haven’t saw you outside your unit asking for help to pee,” she complained without pause.

“If I couldn’t make it until fifty-thousand because I helped you, you’re dead meat,” she further threatened although Damek was still on a deep sleep.

“You write novels?” Gon asked. “How nice. You guys both make stories.”

“Oh, that...” Jayda couldn’t collect the right words to say. She was way too embarrassed already. Until he heard the guy sighed.

“I’m sorry if he bothered you so much. I was here, but I needed to go back to the hospital since it was emergency. Thank you. Thank you for looking after him.”

“It’s okay, really,” she lied again. But when she realized that he was actually on a lab coat, she remembered the friend who looked after her when she was sick that Damek was talking about. “Are you by any chance the doctor who did check up on me last night?”

“Yes.” It was a quick answer from Gon. “He called me late in the evening to look after you because he was damn worried. Luckily, I don’t have any operation, so I came.”

“You’re a Surgeon?”

“I am.”

“Oh, nice. Well, thanks. Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it,” Gon said softly.

It was as if Damek swallowed a lot of sleeping pills that he remained on his deep sleep although there were voices talking just near him.

“I guess Damek will wake up later,” Gon commented.

“Perhaps.”

“You?” Gon asked. “I can take you to your room to have a good rest already.”

It was a kind gesture, but Jayda shook her head. She waved the stick of red ginseng and said, “I can handle. Thank you again. Have a good night then.” When she was about to turn to the door, he heard him spoke again.

“Wait,” Gon interrupted. “Well, I just have something to ask that quite bothers me.”

Jayda suddenly felt nervous. Not to her knowledge that she would feel something strange by just someone trying to ask her about something.

“Yes?” she asked, trying to flash a smile. But before she could be able make a genuine smile in front of Gon, she noticed something that reminded her about her recent nightmares. Her almost smile faded instantly.

Gon was wearing the same shoes of the person that she had been long suspecting as the murderer.

“Have you caught the killer?” Gon asked that pound Jayda’s heart hard enough that it almost wanted to crush her rib cage.