Chapter 7

The next day, she was wearing a blue colored top with blue jeans. Her spectacles looked cute on her with her hair tied into a ponytail. Jay looked good in his black shirt and black jeans. Wren liked the way he looked so he looked handsome. 

Mr. Min, Jay and Wren reached the hospital. She shivered as soon as she reached the place. She didn't even know why she was there but it was fine because Jay was there with her.

They took their entry cards and went to see the patient. He was asleep but as soon as the nurse told him to wake up, he woke up. 

Wren didn't know what to expect from a crazy patient. She was just there to see a wounded, injured, helpless man.

But fear overtook her. As soon as she laid her eyes on him, her heart started to beat very fast. How could it be?! It was him. It was Elvis Min!

She took a step back. She had to run. Her breathing went rapid. She thought she'd stop breathing any minute now. How could it be him?! How could he be Jay's patient?!

"Wren, what's wrong?!," Jay asked. 

He held her hand.

"Jay, it's him!," she said. 

"Who?!," he asked. 

"H-he..he tried to kill me! He's Elvis Min!," she said. 

"What?!," Jay said. 

Suddenly, he stared at her as he sat on the bed. She had his eyes locked in her's! 

"Sit!," Elvis said. 

"No, I..I don't want to," she said. 

She was scared and was sweating. 

"Wren, calm down. It's ok," Jay gently said. 

"I said sit, bitch!," Elvis shouted. 

Her breathing was fast. 

"Ma'am, please sit. He's crazy. Please do as he says!," the nurse in the room said. 

She sat down on a distance from him on a stool. Jay and Mr. Min sat beside her. 

"Having fun, huh, Jane?," Elvis said as he smirked. 

"J-Jane?! I'm not Jane! I'm Wren. You met me the other day!," Wren said. 

"Shut up! You've been having so much fun ever since you got back to Korea that you've forgotten about me, right? You're not picking up my calls and you feel so good about it, right, bitch?," he said. 

"But I'm not her! I haven't done any of the things you just said!," Wren said. 

"Shut up!," he yelled. 

He picked up a pair of scissors from the side table. 

"Sir, please stop!," the nurse said.

"Shut up if you don't wanna die, bitch!," he shouted at her. 

She shivered and stepped back. His eyes shifted to Wren. 

"Now, tell me who is he?," Elvis said. 

He pointed towards Jay. 

"He's your doctor!," Wren said. 

"Who is he other than that?!," he shouted. 

"He's my fiance!," Wren exclaimed. 

Jay blushed. 

"What do you want?! I'm not Jane! I don't know you!," Wren said. 

"Of course you won't know me now! Why would you even?!," he shouted. 

"No, I really don't! Please!," she pleaded. 

"Miss Kim! Play Jane for a while!," Mr. Min suddenly said.

"What?!," Wren asked, shocked. 

"Do as I say! Please say you're miss Park Jane!," Mr. Min said. 

"O-ok. I'll try," Wren said. 

"See? Even he says you're Jane," Elvis said. 

She took a deep breath. She had to do this. 

"So what?! Even if I am, so what?! You can't do anything!," Wren said. 

"Oh, bitch. You've got yourself an even bigger mouth now. You always sprouted some bratty shit from it no matter how many good things I got you. But you betrayed me! Had fun doing that, right?," he said. 

"What?!," Wren said. 

"What, she says! Wow, forgot so fast?! Of course, you did! It's been two years, right? How's your new man? He as rich as me? You 'love' him, just like you 'loved' me?! Gonna leave him, just like you left me after taking me to that hell of a hospital, where they tell you you're crazy as fuck and treat you like shit?!," he shouted. 

"What?! I never did that to you!," she said. 

Wren was curious now. She wanted to know all about it. 

"Oh, now you've become an innocent little kitten that's forgotten everything, right?! Well, your little trip down memory lane begins now, Jane! And this crazy piece of shit is taking you there!," he said. 

Jay and Mr. Min took out their diaries to write now. Elvis was going to unearth his past.

"Don't you remember how you came to my studio to record a song and then you started dating me? You liked all of the things I gave you. But when I took you to London with me, you started showing your true colors and showed me what a little bitch you were! You started to flirt a lot with that Harry and might've done even worse. I played dumb to keep you but you didn't want me anymore. You wanted that guy more than anyone! 

You unlocked the worst side of the love I had for you! You proved that I should've never loved you at all. You didn't need it. You turned your back on me! Remember how you snuck up on me and hit me on the head and I lost my mind?! You knew my anxiety was at it's peak that week and anything could've made me lose myself! But you still did that. You left me in Milan, then. How could you?! How could you after I loved you so much?!," Elvis said. 

His grip on the scissors tightened. 

"That's my only regret in life, loving a bitch like you! You don't need to live! Die!," he shouted. 

He threw the scissors at her. They missed her hand by a point. But her hand still started bleeding as the scissors were very sharp. She just blankly stared at her hand. She didn't know that he had a grab on her throat now. She couldn't breath.