Someone finally knocks on the front door, so I quickly jump on my feet and run toward it to open. Without even checking who it is, I swing the door open and eye the man in front of me. He gives me a small smile before I pull him inside.
Without even letting him take off his shoes, I pull him all the way into the living room and he doesn't even complain. He kneels down next to the couch and immediately opens up his bag, before pulling out a flashlight. With one of his hands, he opens Squirrely's left eye and with the other one holds the flash light above it.
Right after, he pulls out a blood pressure monitor and wraps it around Squirrely's hand. He waits for a few seconds, before turning back to us.
"I told you, I can't help you. His blood pressure is to low and his breathing is even weaker then I expected. The only thing I can do it give him a drug for his blood pressure, but I'm not sure how his body will react to it, because he's already overdosed." Me and Minho exchange a look before we turn back to him.
"If you don't give it to him, will we have to take him to the hospital??" Minho asks and Seungmin just nods.
"The fact that he is doing so good now, it's actually surprising me, because he probably ate a lot."
"Well he ate half of the capsules we had left, but also threw them up when Minho pushed his fingers in his mouth." Seungmin takes a look at the boy at the couch once again before turning to us.
"If he threw them up, then maybe this situation is not such a catastrophe. I know you don't want to take him to a hospital so I will help you, but I really hope you can get him back on track soon, because the president is having a public conference in two weeks. He's probably going to throw a bunch of lies to the public, so he can secure his position and if you don't act by then, this will be over." We haven't even watched the news since 2 days ago. I thought this died down, but I guess the public is questioning their president by now.
But how am I supposed to put him together in only 2 weeks?? My eyes land on the unconscious boy. His eyes are squeezed together, with a small frown on his face and weak drops of sweet traveling down the side of his forehead, as his chest barely raise up to take a breath.
"We will do it. Now talk. How do we get him out of this state??" I say as my gaze returns back to Seungmin. My eyes are filled with confidence, even thought I'm slightly doubting this.
"First of all, I'm going to connect him with an infusion so he doesn't dehydrate and run out of nutrients." He pulls out an infusion and a needle.
"Find something that will hold this up, I need the infusion to flow into his veins without problems." At that moment Minho jumps up and immediately disappears in the hallway. A moment later, he cams back with the stand hanger, that was in front of the front door before. Seungmin hangs the infusion and slowly pushes the needle in Squirrely's vain, then he puts a tape over it to secure it, and gently lays his hand back on the couch.
"I have 4 packs of infusion, so I hope he won't need more than that. Now, show me the file I gave you, the one where the drugs he has been taking are listed. I need to read the overdose side effects again in order do know how to treat him. Even thought there is no way to treat his overdose, I would still like to know everything there is to know. Maybe we can treat some of the side effects separately." He explains to us. I don't even know where that list is, Minho never gave it to me. I look up at Minho in hopes he still has it, and he reads my face in mater of seconds.
"I think I still have it somewhere upstairs" He says and storms up the stairs.
"Help me sit him up a bit. We have to make it as easy as possible for him to breathe." Says Seungmin and I quickly get up and take a few pillows, so I can place them under Squirrely's head. Seungmin slowly lifts him up and I lean forward to place the pillows under his head.
My eyes land on his face once again. He hasn't changed the expression on his face not even for a little bit, the frown in still there and now even his shirt is slightly wet from the sweat, that has been dropping down his forehead for the last few minutes.
Why do I feel so scared. I rarely feel this scared. My hands are slightly shaking and my legs feel weak ever since I woke up this morning, not to mention the fact that I can't think straight. My head always stays clear and cold no mater what situation I might be in, but today I'm all over the place and it's making me lose my mind.
Seungmin lays him back down and takes a step backwards. "Let's keep in check his heart rate, also he needs to stop sweating or at least get changed, his body might fall in shook if we keeps swimming in cold sweat." He says and I immediately jump up the stairs to grab new clothes.
I enter Minho's room and see him turn the room upside down in order to find the file Seungmin asked for. He literally made a whole mess inside the room just to find it. Should I be at least a little bit relived though, you know, since I'm not the only one who's freaking out.
"Check your trousers pockets" I stop to say. When he showed me the file at home he put in in his back pocket, so there might be a slight chance it's still there.
"Why would I put such an important file in my trousers??" He questions back.
"Just check" I say as my hands reach for Squirrely's clothes. I don't know how many times I would have to came back up here to take new clothes for him, so I just take all the clothes he has and bring them downstairs.
Seungmin helps me take off his shirt and as Squirrely's bare skin is reviled, he takes a step back. His mouth hangs open as his eyes travel through Squirrely's waist. I thought he saw how skinny he is in the car already, but I guess no. I put the shirt over Squirrely's head fast and eventually cover his ribs.
"H- he is" I give Seungmin a look of approval before slowly placing Squirrely's head back on the pillow. Seungmin quickly pulls himself back together and reaches for his bag. In that moment Minho runs down the stairs with a roll of papers in his hand, he comes to us and quickly finds the right page before handing it to Seungmin. He quickly reads it once again before looking back at us.
"I'm really not sure if I should give him a drug for his blood pressure." He looks at us and that's when a moment of heavy silence takes over the room. Not long after Minho steps up though.
"Give it to him" Minho suddenly says, making me look at him with a shocked expression on my face.
"What ar-" He quickly cuts me off and turns to me with a straight face. I have never seen this look on his face, he is not confident, but he is not giving up neither. His eyes just stare into mine waiting for me to realize he is just making the tough decision, because someone has to and he know Seungmin won't agree and I... I... wouldn't risk his life...
Did I became soft for him... Only now I'm realizing that before, I started this just to get him out of the hospital and set justice for him. When he collapsed in the hospital I didn't panic this much when I saw him on the ground. I made a quick decision and carried him out. When he run away I quickly made the decision, went after him and brought him back home. Never until now I hesitated, I didn't consider not making it out of the hospital or not getting him off the drug but now.. while I'm looking at his face I want to take him to a hospital. I want him to be better. I can't let him die.
"Maybe we should take him to a hospital.."I say while still looking right into his eyes.
"If we take him now everything will be over. Everything will go to waste, we'll just turn our back on him."
"It's not turning our backs on him, it's making sure his heart keeps beating." I say back in an instance.
"Yes but where is the point if we stop now. They will lock him up again and we will have to face the charges." This is getting intense.
"Then what do you want to do give it to him and hope he doesn't die!!"
"Yes!!" I can see Seungmin backing off as we start to shout at each other.
"Are you serious!! You're worried that we'll face the charges!! I don't care even if I get a life long sentence because I will never be able to live with myself if he dies here!!"
"IT'S NOT ABOUT THE CHARGES IT'S ABOUT LEAVING HIM, WE GAVE HIM A HOME AND SHOWED HIM HE DOESN'T HAVE TO BE AFRAID ANYMORE, I CAN'T LET ALL OF THAT BE A LIE!!"
"I KNOW BUT I STILL CAN'T LET HIM DIE!!" I stop for a moment to catch my breath before lowering my tone "I know... but I can't let him die like this." I say both me and Minho calming down. By now Seungmin is just exchanging glances from me to Minho waiting for us to notice he is still in the room.
A silence takes over as me and Minho keep arguing with the look in out eyes. I want to say something to break the heavy silence, but I know he has a point and I also have a point which brings us nowhere. We both have a point and we both want the best for him in two different ways. The truth is, I will live easier in prison knowing he's somewhere out there breathing than watching him die on this couch, but at the same time I don't want to leave him. Of course I don't want to leave him.. my thoughts are so mixed up with each other right now, that I just want to roll myself in a ball, dig a hole and bury myself inside.
As our silent fight continues two warm fingers wrap around my pinkie. I break the eye contact and look down at the body on the couch. My eyes travel from his fingers,d through his arm to his eyes. Even thought he is barely keeping them open, I can see his dark brown circles look directly into mine.
"I want to stay..." His voice is weak and quiet, but I still manage to hear it. At that moment all the confusion that has been building inside of me disappears, as I just watch his eyes close again and feel his fingers brush down my skin and fall back down.
"Give it to him" I say and I can feel both Minho and Seungmin look at me in shook.
"Wha-" Seungmin is probably confused as hell by now, because first we called him here even after he told us he probably won't be able to help and then we fought over Squirrely staying with us or going to the hospital, which is the exactly same thing I fought with him over the phone. Now I'm telling him to go for it and give him the drug. I almost feel bad for him. Well almost.
"Give him the pill." I say and Seungmin quickly takes a box of pills out. I don't even know how many pills he took before smashing them together, so Squirrely can eat them more easily. After he is done, Minho raises Squirrely's head and Seungmin drops the crushed pills inside of his mouth. After giving him some water and him swallowing it, Minho lays him back down and all three of us back away from him.
I guess now we wait.
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So since this is half out already, and waiting for a chapter every week can be exhausting to those who wait, I decided to post two chapters a week from now on. Starting this week I will post on Mondays and Thursday. It's a weird posting schedule but yeah, why not??
Thank you for reading so far and I hope you enjoy the rest of the story.