chapter -39

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(BARCODE POV)
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I slowly wake up, my mind still foggy. Everything is a blur at first, and I can barely make out the white ceiling above me and the faint hum of machinery. My limbs feel heavy, like they're weighted down. I catch a glimpse of a figure in a mask beside me, their voice gentle but distant, asking if I can hear them and how I’m feeling. I try to respond, but my voice is just a hoarse whisper. Bits and pieces of what happened before I lost consciousness start to come back, but it’s all still confusing.

"Doctor, is he okay??"

I heard nanon's concerned voice.

"His body is too weak. And those marks....i don't exactly know what happened but....you should talk to his family"

"No...you can't say anything to my family. ", i said but my voice was too weak to speak out loud.

"Code....", suddenly ohm called me out.

"Are you okay?? Do you need anything??", he asked. His voice has the emotion of being concerned and scared.

I tried to sit but i couldn't. Ohm hold me and made me sit. I looked outside and saw nanon still talking to the doctor.

"My family?", i said.

"We didn't call them still. Nanon was going to call phi creamy but i thought you wouldn't want them to know so I didn't let him call", ohm said giving me a glass of water.

I nodded. The door opened and nanon came in.

"Barcode...", he said and rushed to hug me.

"You gave me a heart attack, idiot ", he said still hugging me.

I felt like my body was crashing.

"Non...too.. tight ", i said patting his back.

He let go of me and i coughed because of being out of breath.

"Are you okay??", he said again.

Nanon might be strong from outside but he was too emotional and kind in the inside. So i knew how he felt when he saw my condition.

"What happened??", i asked as i couldn't remember how i got in the hospital.

"You came to our house. While we were talking you suddenly rushed to the toilet and vomited. Later you fall unconscious on the ground. So we took you here", ohm replied.

"Ohh", i said.

"Code... Can you tell us what happened?? ", nanon asked holding my hands.

The images of last night came rushing in my mind. The wave of nausea crashes over me, my stomach twisting with a gut-wrenching intensity. The awful memory resurfaces, pushing me past the point of control. I double over, vomiting violently, each heave feeling like a brutal echo of my distress. When it finally stops, I’m left feeling hollow and shaky, the sour aftertaste and burning ache in my throat a stark reminder of the pain that triggered it.

"Doctor... doctor", nanon rushed to call the doctor .

After the vomiting subsides, I slump, feeling utterly drained. My body is weak, and my throat is raw from the harshness of it. The unsettling memory still haunts me, leaving me with a lingering sense of dread. I sit there, trembling, trying to steady my breathing and gather my thoughts. The room feels colder, the silence heavier, and the lingering taste in my mouth is a bitter reminder of the anguish that drove me to this point.

"I'm.... sorry....", i said quietly.

"I'll call someone to clean it. Don't worry. Nanon will bring the doctor ", ohm said and went outside to call someone.

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