chapter 43

Everything's blurry.All I know is that my legs are moving by themselves across the white lifeless hallway, my hands holding into a cold hospital bed, my tears streaming continuously down my face, my eyes seeing nothing but Yoongi.YoongiYoongi hasn't moved a muscle ever since I saw him. His blood had stained his shirt, a deep wound showing off clearly on his left shoulder. Three other nurses with blue masks were running beside me, wheeling down Yoongi into a room." Sorry ma'am." One of the nurses pushed me aside. " You're not allowed in here."" No, no." I begged, holding tighter into the rails of the bed. " I need to be with him, I need to know he's okay. Please let me, plea-"" Get a hold of her." The nurse says to the guard that we pass by and soon enough I was being dragged away from the bed. My vision went dark, everything was in slow motion. I couldn't see anything.I couldn't see anything besides Yoongi laying down on the hospital bed.As soon as they passed into the doors, where I wasn't allowed, it felt like an unbreakable wall that has separated us forever.                                  ♡♡♡" I knew it!"A firm hand landed onto my cheek. I wasn't ready, but I couldn't feel anything. Instead of pain, I felt a warm sensation on my cheek. It felt like my skin is throbbing, like it had a hear beat of its own. I looked up only to see Yoongi's father. His nostrils flaring, and he was panting in disbelief. His eyes fuelled in rage, his hands shaking right after he withdrew it from my cheek .I titled my head back up and looked at him. He can hurt me however he wants and that just could just never be compared to the pain Yoongi is going through right now. I'm the reason why Yoongi's here. I must have upset him. I tried to pop into his bubble when he wasn't ready to do so. I must have made him mad. I made him think of things. I distracted him.It's my fault.I know it's my fault." You bring nothing but troubles to our family." His father says sternly in a low voice, his voice shaking. " How dare you show your face to us!"The last thing I saw was his hand in the air before I closed my eyes shut. Keep on slapping me, I deserve it. I waited and waited but I felt nothing. Maybe I was just numb.Maybe my nerves aren't working anymore.But as I opened my eyes, I saw a hand holding his hand, stopping him from slapping me again. It was Yoongi's brother." Father, please stop." He said looking around. " Everyone is looking at you."His father looks around with an unpleasant expression on his face, then looks back at me with disgust. " Don't you show your filthy face to us ever again."He passed by me, bumping his shoulde into mine, making me almost fall into the ground. His wife followed him.Yoongi's mother.I didn't dare to look into her eyes. I was already guilty enough. I'm not worthy enough to look her in the eyes."Are you okay?" Yoongi's brother asked. His hair were as black as Yoongi's , his skin as pale as Yoongi's. He looked worried, and and the same time, embarrassed." I'm fine." I say politely, caressing mg cheek with my palm. " Please let me know if Yoongi's okay. I'll.....I'll leave. I should stay here, I should leave. Forgive me"" No, please stay." He says almost pleading. " The police said you weren't there when the accident happened, it's not your fault."" But it is." I sobbed. " I'm the reason why he got into an accident."" You weren't there." He repeats. " Sit down over there and wait for me. I'll keep you updated."And I did. He enters through the door that only family members of the patient were allowed to go in.I'm desperate to know if he's okay. That's the only way I'll be able to breathe properly. I need to know that he's fine. I need to know that I'll be able to see him breathing again. I need to know.Oh god, I need to know.                                  ♡♡♡