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03 :: Car Crash

The moment I screamed, I felt the car running into some pole. My brain stopped working, and I squeezed my hands tight. I could feel the car starting to lose its balance and hurl over, when a pair of hands threw me off my position. The kindest of breeze seemed to echo words of cruelty.

I experienced my body landing on the moist grass. After a heavy 60 seconds, I realised that I survived the crash and that Jimin had pushed me off my seat. But he?

The sudden eruption of a cataclysmic thought in my analytical information processing apparatus, in simple terms, called the brain; scrunched my heart.
I shot my eyes open and spotted the raging fire in the dried bushes, where our car layed motionless and badly hampered. I blinked at the sight with an aching heart.

I tried to move and felt my knee burning. It was bruised and the blood oozed out, trickling my skin. Nevertheless, I pulled myself to get up and look for Jimin. He couldn't die and leave my niece, eonnie and me.

"Oppa-yah!" I screamed on the top of my lungs in search of a the least possible response.

"Oppa-yah!" My voice echoed in the empty highway and the cold breeze roared along with it.

"Y/n-ah!" I heard his cracking voice but the uncertainty of my vision showed me no signs of any life except mine.

"Oppa? Where are you?"

"Bridge! I'm hanging on the bridge!"

"Bridge? I can't see you!"

"TURN YOUR FLASHLIGHT ON!" I stumbled on my feet but turned the flashlight on to look around.

"Here!" He waved his hand with much difficulty to catch my eyes. His other hand had clenched on the girder of the bridge, hardly keeping his body from falling in the river.

"Help me!" He begged for me to pull him. I tried to grab his free hand but my height barely managed to touch his hands. If I bent any more, I'd fall with him.

"Wait! I'll call Yunhua's dad!" I dialed inspector Jang and informed him of our situation. The police station wasn't far from our location.

Jimin was struggling to keep himself on the girder. I don't think he'll manage before the police arrives and I can't risk that. But I'm helpless.

"Y/n-ah!" He was breathing heavily.

"You can't keep up. Y/n-ah, idiot do something!" I screeched my frustration out on me, pulling my hair to the extent that it may come off.

"Idea!" I exhaled warm breaths and ran to the place I fell down with my bag. I looked for it. It could help me reach him if only it doesn't tear off. I quickly emptied the bag and ran to throw it towards him.

"Hold it!" Jimin looked at me with a vacillating vigilance but eventually gave into my plan.

"Oomph!" He raised his bleeding hands, trying to get hold of the bag.