Rolex

Chapter 35

1 month later.

I knocked onto the cream-colored door with gold VIP styled over it. A big smile plastered on my face as I slowly twisted the door knob and pushed the door opened. I was expecting to see Jimin on the other side, whether looking bore watching the television movie or in a ps5 battle however, I was greeted with an empty room.

My forehead furrowed with confusion as I wonder where could have Jimin been. After coming back from New Zealand, I returned to school as usual and it had been my daily routine to pay Jimin a visit. For the past month, I had been coming here almost every day to compensate for the day I was unable to tutor him and at the same time, Jimin had been a very great company to me and I just love to visit him.

I was about to leave and ask the nurse nearby about Jimin until I heard it; the sound of someone gagging their throat out in the bathroom. My eyes open in alert as I dropped the tangerine down on the floor and rushed towards the bathroom.

The door locked.

Knocking vigorously onto the door, I called for him desperately. "Jimin, are you in there?? Open the door Jimin let me in!"

But he didn't respond instead, his cough turned out worsen as he went into another round of extreme vomiting. I kept knocking on the door, insisting Jimin to unlock the door for me. I was becoming anxious thinking about what was happening to Jimin, what he was suffering, how much pain he was enduring on the other side of the room and without even noticing it, my eyes pooling with tears. I was overwhelming with major worry, empathy and anxiety as I stuttered, "I-I'll go get the doctor! You wait in there I'll be back with the doctor."

Wiping the tear that managed to escape from my eyes, I turned around and was about to leave when I heard a weak hoarse voice calling for me, "Scarlet."

Hearing how vulnerable he sounded like at the moment, my trembling hand once again attempting to open the door. I was practically begging when I said, "Yes Jimin, I'm here. Open this door please."

"I don't-" He coughed again, his voice quiet, "I don't want you to see me like this."

My heart break hearing the obvious pain in his voice, "I don't mind Jimin. I seriously don't mind. I come here to see you. Please Jimin, open this door."

He didn't answer anything from inside as I leaned my head against the wooden material, trying to hear what he had to say. I heard something shifting and a few items made contact with the bathroom tiles with a loud thud. My heart beating so fast thinking that he might fall or hurting himself in there. I felt as if I was on the edge of a panic attack, it almost feels like my mind was stuck on vibrating and it gave me a pulse of adrenaline like I got rear-ended going 70 down the highway, all sense of fear and survival were heightened.

"Jimin I will not-" I stopped myself when suddenly, a soft sobbing vibrated into my ears. My heart shattered into million pieces and I hate myself for being so helpless at the moment.

Sometime, coming across a crying boy hurt you more than a girl would have, because they are just so good at hiding their feeling that when they break down, we already know it was hurting more than they could endure. Hurting more than we could ever imagine.

"You should go Scarlet," Jimin stated, his voice wavering, "I really want to be alone tonight."

My finger went up to trail the doorframe, my eyes bored on the shiny tiles, "Remember when we talked on the rooftop and you telling me lies?"

Jimin didn't give me any respond, only his silent sobs filled the room between us as I continued, "I'm not going anywhere Jimin. I'm not leaving you alone."