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🐺 Han - Please forgive me - Part 2

~ Jisung's POV ~

Everything was so weird. I felt like I knew where I was, but at the same time, everything was so foreign. The only thing that was the same, was the sky. So, when I saw a balcony, I was overjoyed, and sat on the railing. I was not certain, that I wouldn't fall off, so I held onto the edge for dear life. I wasn't about to risk my life, not today.

That's when all the negative thoughts started resurfacing. Today's events, how the others choose not to pay attention to me, the annoyance of the managers, how it was all caused by me. I couldn't help myself, I started crying. My weird condition allowed me to feel emotions much more deeply. I remembered how Minho turned away from me, how Chan yelled in my face, how no one wanted to share a room with me.

I was just contemplating leaving the group, when I heard my name being called. I wanted to stop my tears, but I had no control over them. So, I just let them flow. I didn't care if they saw, how I truly felt.

- Jisung? – I heard the voice right behind me, and it startled me.

- Huh? – I thought he was further away, but everything was moving a bit faster today. Then, Minho climbed next to me. I didn't want anyone to see me right now. – Ah, sorry, hyung. I'll get out of your way. – I tried to sound as normal as possible, I didn't want any of their help. I barely heard what he said next, so I just apologized again, and climbed down to the floor.

That was a bad idea. The floor started moving under me, making all kinds of weird shapes. Minho called my name again. So, I turned back. "are you okay?" I heard faintly, but then standing became too big of a task. My knees buckled under me, and I almost fell. I was staring at the ground, in awe of the powers of gravity.

Everything was too blurry to remember from that point. I felt someone behind me, then a second, vaguely familiar person speaking, then... Chan? Or was it Changbin? It didn't really matter. I was then laid on something kind of hard, lights were flashing over me, but that was too much for me.

I let myself pass out.

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Then I finally woke up. I was too tired to actually open my eyes, but I felt myself being surrounded with warm and soft blankets, so I assumed I was in my hotel room.

Did I dream this whole thing? How much of it was true?

- Is he awake? – I heard a familiar voice. What was Felix doing in my room? How did he get in? Were we roommates?

- Not yet, sir. But he could be at any second. – I didn't recognize this voice. I was concerned, as to why a stranger was in my room, guessing if I'm awake or not, with Felix of all people? I gathered all my energy, and opened my eyes.

Oh. I was not in my room. I was in the... hospital?

- Ji! – I saw Felix running into my field of vision, with a huge smile on his face. – How are you?

- Yongbok... why am I here? – My voice was quiet, and my throat was very dry. My tongue felt like it was made of iron, so I gave up on speaking clearly. I just wanted to communicate.

- Sir, let me explain. – The owner of the unfamiliar voice appeared, and he was a nurse. – According to your blood tests, and the police investigation, you were drugged two days ago, in a hotel. Do you have any memories from the events? – I was unable to speak. Police? Drugged? Two days ago??

- Wha.. me? – That's all I could say. I was crying again. Thankfully, Yongbok was there, he dried my tears, and held my hand. I didn't know where to look, who to ask.

- Yes, sir. There's an active investigation going on, but they found the suspect already.

- Who? – I don't remember anyone trying to drug me...

- The bartender slipped something in your drink. They watched back the security camera footage, and it was clearly visible. He's in jail now. He will pay for what he did. – I don't think I ever saw Yongbok this furious. He was scary., hos voice deep, his eyes flaming with fury.

- Thankfully, you got help pretty quick, so we were able to get the drug out of your system. All you have to do now, is rest and recover. If all goes well, you can go home in a few days. – The nurse smiled at me, and left the room.

An hour later, the whole group was standing in my room. The atmosphere was awkward: I didn't know whether they forgave me, and they didn't know if I was able to forgive them for ignoring me.

- All right. Jisung, we all accept your apology, and we want to apologize to you too. We should've handled it like adults, but we choose to ignore you, and we are all very sorry. – Hyunjin broke the silence. All of them nodded along with his statement.

- It's okay, guys, I understand. And I promise to be more careful about what I post, and where. – I whispered back, with a familiar lump in my throat. I saw Minho and Jeongin crying already, and I joined them.

I never wanted to go through this again, and if that meant, that I had to use social media less, then so be it. My friendships mean way more to me, than a few pictures and likes.