Thank you Chie, for your incredible fanfiction, “Director’s Love”. I think that it would be really interesting if I feature a fanfiction from an excellent writer. Chie, excuse me for using two of your characters and hopefully, enjoy this fused story. :)
Jay’s Diary 1:
I should have never left her alone. I couldn’t help myself. When one is in love, they are a fool. Love’s fool.
After I walked Sienna home, I went home. I was a bit worried about Mia and her sprained ankle. But strong Mia always found a way. She never wanted my help, and I felt guilty for not being able to do my part. After all, I am a man. Well, I wasn’t a man at that time, but in my years as an adolescent, I was to become one. I might as well have taken the role to practice for the future.
On my way to school the next day, I decided to pass by her house so we could walk to school together. I wanted to make it up to her, for leaving her alone the day before.
I knocked on her door. It took a while for the door to be answered. I was really anticipating on how Mia would be and how her ankle was. But instead of her answering the door, her grandmother did. She had a very solemn look on her face.
“Where’s Mia?” I asked.
The moment I mentioned her name, a tears rimmed around her eyes.
“Mia’s grandmother, what happened? Why are you shedding tears?” I asked worriedly.
“Hospital.” She croaked through her breaking voice.
“Hospital?!” I exclaimed.
That worried me a lot. Why was she at the hospital? Was her ankle really serious? Oh goodness, if only I walked her home…
“Is her ankle in critical condition?” I asked.
Her grandmother shook her head.
“Car accident.” She said.
My eyes widened. No. No. That couldn’t be. Car accident? No.
Guilt burned within me like fire. I hated myself at that moment. Why did I leave her alone with her sprained ankle? I took her for granted way too much. A person who is capable of protecting themselves still has that small percentage of a chance that they would get hurt. Mia happened to fall in this category of that tiny percentage. If only it was Mia I walked home with, she would be fine. If only.
“I couldn’t stay with her all night long. As you can see, her parents are worried about my health too so I came home early.
Car accident. Car accident. Car accident. The words rung in my head.
She touched my arm.
“As you can see, an old crippled woman cannot walk to the hospital alone. Do me a favour and go see her as soon as possible. I believe that Mia wish to see you too.”
Seconds later, I was running. I ran with all the energy I had in me towards the hospital that Mia’s grandmother told me. Forget school. I’ll make up time for it later.
“I’m looking for Mia Chen please.” I said the secretary lady in the front desk.
“Mia Chen” she flipped through the files on her desk. “Oh yes, she is in that room down the hall to the right.”
“Okay, thank you.” I said.
Please be alright, please be alright… I found myself praying.
I ran down the hall of what was directed to me. I peeked in the window of the room and recognized the lying figure immediately.
Opening the door, I ran towards my target and knelt down beside her. Mia’s parents were asleep on the sofa beside the bed.
Her appearance was too much to handle.
Mia’s head was bandaged, covering her beautiful locks of red hair. She was hooked up to all the complicated medicaments. Her face was dreadfully pale and her eye bags were extremely dark.
“Mia…” I whispered.
Mia’s eyes slowly opened. She shifted her head slowly towards me.
“Jay.” She croaked, giving me a half smile.
“Mia.” I returned her call. I wanted to stroke her face gently, but every move I made, I was afraid of hurting her. “I’m so sorry.”
Tears rimmed around my eyes and fell down my face. I couldn’t believe I was crying. I wiped them away. No. a man should not cry. Their role is to protect their loved ones. I have lost that designation of a role. I couldn’t protect my best friend, who was with me through the hardest times. How could she have lost to a girl who was merely just an infatuation?
Mia reached towards my face with her weak hand to wipe away the excess tears. I grabbed onto her hand.
“It’s okay Jay.” She said. “It’s not your fault. It was mine. I was being too careless.”
“No.” I told her. “It’s not your fault. If I stayed by you, you would be fine. I’m sorry I was such a selfish fool.”
She cut me off by placing a finger on my lips.
“Shhhh…” She said. “Not too noisy.”
I quieted down.
“I’m okay Jay. Right now, I’m just glad that you are here. When I get better soon, we can worry about the drama then.”
She managed to fully smile.
I took her hands again, not wanting to let go. I felt as if time stopped and it was only the two of us, living in that moment forever. It was that moment that I realized; the person I loved wasn’t Sienna. It was Mia.
“I’m suddenly so tired Jay. Allow me to sleep.”
I laid her hand down, but I still held onto it.
“I love you Jay.” She said, closing her eyes.
Those were her last words.
I could not forget about my best friend after all these years. After Mia died, I could not love anyone else. Girls came and left. My life became secluded. I became cold to people, seemingly arrogant and very much as a snobby Casanova. I was very keen about my reputation, because after the incident, I felt I could never forgive myself. I had to rebuild another reputation to drown away the past.
After my parents divorced, my life plunged to its lowest. My school marks were affected by it. There was no one I could turn to. My mother was so busy. I was caged in my own depression. When I was diagnosed with ankylosing spondylitis, I was ready to take away my life. But if it wasn’t for the magic of music, I would have taken away my life. I thank the magic of music and Jacky Wu for breaking away my shell, resuming my confidence, and becoming who I am today.
They always spoke of reincarnation, fate or an afterlife. I never really thought of it carefully until that day. I met her again at the Golden Melody Awards.
JJ knows about the incident. He too, shared a similar story, but his was much happier. He had been telling me stories of his best friend and how she moved away. A few days ago, he told me about uniting with her and how she was to be his special guest for the night of the awards. I felt happy for him, but I was dying on the inside. Still, I forced a smile on my face.
“She’ll be very happy to see that her best friend wins the award for the best mandarin artist for the night.” I said to him. Honestly, I too, believed that he would win. His voice is so diao! He does his R&B voice extremely smoothly, without a hint of crack. The way he projects his voice is so strong, confident, and clear. Sometimes, I wish to be like him.
My family and assistants went with me to the Golden Melody Awards. For the first time, my father appeared alongside with my mother. They looked rather friendly with one another. Why did they need to divorce?
My grandmother sat with father and mother, chatting away in their dialect.
“Jia you Jay! You can do it!” My crew cheered me.
“Good job Jay.” I heard a feminine voice. It was my friend Hannah. She had come to, along with her assistants, to support me. She sat a distance away from where we were to lower the suspicion of a J girl. But what is the use? The link of her and I were in the news for a very long time. If there is a distance between us from seating, it stirs the fact that we are trying to hide something. Whatever. I got used to this stuff.
“Hey Jay, how’s it going?” I suddenly heard JJ’s voice across the room. I turned around and saw him walking towards me with a very pretty lady. She wore an evening dress in a colour of metallic indigo.
I could not take my eyes off her.
“Mia?” I whispered quietly to myself.
Her features and the ones of Mia resembled each other to a frightening extent. She had large eyes with long lashes, a well structured nose and a well defined mouth, just like Mia’s. On her right cheek, she has a mole that made her face easily distinguished from others. Mia had that mole in the exact place of the face. The only difference is the hair colour. Her hair is long, brown and elegantly layered. Mia’s was red and flaring, but rather messy. Strangely, I felt an urge to protect her and win her heart. I believe I was a little too submerged from the attraction. But of course, I could not show it.
How could this be Mia? I thought to myself. Mia is dead Jay. DEAD. Because of you.
“This is my special guest tonight. Zoey, meet Jay. Jay, meet Zoey.” JJ said, snapping me back to reality.
So this is his best friend that he had been telling me about. So this is the great architectural designer. The great Mia lookalike. I was really confused.
“Nice to meet you.” I said, while extending a hand.
She took it and we shook awkwardly. She then glared at me with her dark eyes, turning away from me.
She wasn’t interested in me, but rather annoyed. It wasn’t Mia.
The lights dimmed and we sat down to continue with the night’s ceremony.
It was quite the entertainment, with my good friend David Tao as the host for the night.
He began distributing out awards. There was the big one for the night. The Best Male Mandarin Artiste of the year. It was the one that JJ had been working so hard and looking forward to, the one that was to be his. I had a feeling that he would win.
“It’s going to be yours man.” I said to him, stealing glimpses off Zoey.
“No, no Jay, it’s you. It was always you and it will ever be you.” JJ said.
We argued over the fact until David spoke.
“This is the big one for the year.”
There was applause and a few whistles.
“The Best Male Mandarin Artiste Award.”
The applause died down and we all waited for the name call. Why was he so slow? I was getting nervous. I had to be right. The award was JJ’s.
David Tao pulled out an envelope and opened it. He drew out a tiny card that held the name of the winner for the night.
There was a pause. Please say another J, please say another J.