Paper Hearts (COMPLETED ✔️)

♡Chapter 38♡

Jasmine's POV

The back doors of the ambulance were swung open and three paramedics jumped out. They took Jungkook from me and put him on a stretcher. They put a cervical collar on him when they saw that his blood from his head was soaked with my white tee. One paramedic put a bag valve mask on Jungkook to help put air back into his lungs but it seemed like it wasn't working.

"He's not breathing! Get him inside the ambulance and get ready to use the defibrillator on him!" The female paramedic yells.

The two other paramedics put Jungkook in the back of the ambulance.

With shaky legs, I get up.

"Can-can I come with?" I ask while holding back tears.

I don't want to leave him. I can't stay away from him. Not now, not ever.

The female paramedic looks at me with an unreadable look on her face.

"Please," I say with tears at the brim of my eyes. "I'm his girlfriend and-"

The woman's face softens and she nods her head towards the ambulance. I'm too destroyed on the inside to smile at the fact that she's allowing me to come along. I take slow steps to the ambulance and take the woman's hand when she sticks it out to help me get inside the ambulance.

The inside of the ambulance is bigger than it looks on the outside. There were four blue cushioned seats on the left side and an unrecognizable red foldable device with wheels at the end. Close to the front of the ambulance was a counter with cabinets that had a variety of medical supplies in it.

"Clear!" A paramedic yelled before putting the defibrillator on Jungkook.

His chest went up and then down.

"Still no heart rate. Clear!" He yells again.

Jungkook's chest goes up and down again each time the paramedic used the defibrillator on him. I wanted to look away because it broke my heart to see the paramedics try to revive his heartbeat but nothing seemed to work.

"Come on, Jungkook, wake up, babe! We- you have so much ahead of you!" I yell.

"Clear!"

"Jungkook, please wake up!" I cry out.

I close my eyes and bend my head down to pray. I pray the hardest I ever have. The more I pray about Jungkook coming back, the more tears flow from my eyes. I just need God to get his heart beating again. I'm not ready to leave him, I never was. This way of us splitting up is so freaking cruel it makes me sick. It makes me feel like there is no hope in life for love. I know I am young and still have time to experience love, but this experience with him is different. 

"GOD PPLLLEEASSSEE!" I cry out. "I love him...I really do."

I get onto my knees and grab Jungkook's hand while sobbing.

Why did it have to turn out this way? I just started remembering our times together when we first met. I remember his younger self which was shyer and more sensitive. That year he was away from me, he grew into a stronger boy. Not just physically, but also mentally where he strived to avoid making the same mistakes he made in the past. But...what did we do wrong? No- what did I do wrong? If only I had remembered him sooner, had recalled our memories, maybe this could have been avoided. Or maybe if I didn't fall in love with him, maybe he would be alright. 

"There's a heartbeat! Again!!!!" The paramedic says. "Clear!"

I lift my head up as if I balancing a ball on my head. My eyes linger on Jungkook's unsettling peaceful face. I give his hand a light squeeze.