I Need U // Park Jimin

CHAPTER 12: An accident?

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-Melody's POV-
I watched the news this evening. It was all about murder and everything - Recently the world's been an unhappy place. Well at least that's what I think. And not that you haven't noticed.
There was one particular news that stood out to me. It was about a girl who got hit by a car yesterday. Witnesses explained that it seems as though she did it on purpose. They said that the girl was crying, looked at the truck and jumped right in front of it. That's really weird.

I mean, I know how she feels when you think your life is worthless - often it feels like you're just trapped in this unfortunate universe. That's how I sometimes see it. I know it's bad, but you would think the same if you went through what I did.

The news reporter said that the girl's name is Katrina.

Katrina? That's my old best friend's name. Just how unlucky I would be if it was her.

Then a picture of her came up, while the news reporter said she is suffering from minor head injuries, and major body injuries.

I haven't seen her in years, but I'm sure it's the Katrina that I know of.

"Dad, do you remember my best friend I used to have?" I shouted at dad.
"Yes, Katrina isn't it?" He replied.
"She's been in a car accident. She's on tv." Somehow I wasn't crying this time.
"What!?" Dad came rushing in. He saw the news about Katrina.

"Where's the hospital??" He said loudly, as we hurried out the door. We were obviously concerned about her - but we haven't seen her in years so I couldn't really identify the exact feelings that I felt.

I mean, she hasn't even contacted me once since she left. I sometimes felt like I was being too clingy towards her, sending and texting her every week. But I also feel like she feels resentment towards me. That's probably why I couldn't describe my reaction to what had happened.

I informed dad about where the hospital was - Luton hospital.

This nervous feeling came to me. She used to be my best friend, why am I doubting her so much? My conscience kept telling me that Katrina changed. But how do I know? It's been 3 years.

I asked the nurse where Katrina summers was. She said that she's in room 129. When I walked in, Katrina's eyes locked with mine. I don't know if she was happy or terrified. However the happy memories with her made me want to hug her.
"Katrina," I whispered.
"Melody, is that you?" She looked worried. Is she not happy to see me? I shook my head - She just got hit by a car, I reminded myself.

I ran up to her and embraced her, gently. She started crying. I'm so happy we found each other again. It's kind of a good thing that this accident happened, otherwise I wouldn't have seen her.

Wait what am I saying??

"I missed you melody," Katrina cried.
"You too. Are you ok?" I took her hand, as I sat down next to her.
"Yes. You look so pretty!" Katrina happily complimented me. Wow, she's brave.
"Aw, you too." She's so sweet.
We both sighed at the same time, and laughed. We're still connected, I thought. Katrina said she wanted to go to the bathroom.
"You can stay here, I'll be right back." She smiled at me.
I nodded.

I heard Katrina talking to someone else. What she said sounded suspicious.
"The plans going fine." Katrina sounded annoyed.
Does she think I wouldn't hear?? Well, she doesn't know it's really obvious that she's acting. And the fact that the witnesses said she jumped into the road on purpose - That was the first thing that told me there was something wrong. Because she's always been positive and she's never take her life.
Well, it seemed real when we hugged though. I felt like she wanted to meet me.

I felt a tight squeeze in my stomach. What is she up to? The girl Katrina was talking to walked past. When she saw me, she gave me a dirty look.

I've got to find out what they're planning on doing. I don't know what they're going to do -

but I've got a feeling it involves me.