"Ms. Trelor? How are you feeling?" Someone asked when I slowly opened my eyes. My vision was blurry and I realised I didn't have my glasses on. "Where am I?" I asked as I squinted to get a good look at where I was. All I could really see was two doors some cabinets and a window with a few chairs placed about the room. "You are in the hospital, can you tell me what you remember last?" The blurry nurse asked. "Well I was at a concert and I was on stage with the band and then I think something happened and then the last thing I remember is seeing the boy I was with. Did something bad happen? Is everyone okay?" I asked her.
"Actually yes, something did happen. Specifically a lighting fixture collapsed and fell right where you were. There were beams and glass and heavy metal that was covering you, some of it even went into your skin. We removed the pieces but you were very close to death. Because it fell on your upper body it broke your ribs and we had to patch your lungs. It also broke your spine and luckily it hit right where it won't affect you very much other than it being broken and needing a brace. Other than that no one else was badly hurt, they only had minor injuries from the debris it created. The band on stage rushed to you and carefully removed you from the accident and had called 911, they applied pressure to your major cuts, you have many stitches on your stomach and it may get difficult for you to breathe. One of the boys has been outside waiting for you to wake up since yesterday when you arrived here. Is it alright if I let him in?" The nurse told me. I nodded my head.
"Alright, I'll be back in about an hour to check on you and give you your medicine. If you need anything don't hesitate to press the button on your remote that is labeled nurse." She said and left my room. I took a big breath then regretted it from the pain in my chest and stomach. All my muscles are sore and I hurt everywhere in my upper body. I took very slow shallow breaths and then the doorknob slowly turned, I still couldn't see but I just assumed that my glasses got destroyed in the accident.
"Hello." The person said, the voice was Taehyungs from what I could decipher. "V?" I asked in a quiet voice. 'Yes?" He said and walked closer to my bed to the chair close by. "Hello, what are you doing here?" I asked slowly so he could sort of understand. "To see okay?" He tried to say. "I'm fine, are you okay? Are you hurt?" I asked him. "No, not hurt but not okay, sad." He told me and set something on the side table. "Don't be sad. Why are you sad?" I questioned him. "You are hurt, I'm sad." He said to me. "No, don't be sad. I'm alright, it's okay. You should go back to where you're staying." I told him. He looked down. "No. I want to be here. BTS come soon." He said to me. "BTS is coming here? Why?" I asked him in shock. "For you. See you." He said to me and messed with his hands.
"No, you don't need to. That's okay." I said but it was too late, the rest of Bangtan walked into my hospital room. "Hello." Rap Monster said. "Hello guys." I greeted them. "How feeling?" J-Hope asked. "I'm alright." I said and pressed the button on my remote to bring my bed forward more causing my stitches to move and for me to wince. "Are sure?" Jimin asked me with a worried face. "Yeah, I'm fine. You guys should go. I feel bad that you guys are here, weren't you supposed to leave to Korea today?" I said and tried to cough but it only made it feel like everything was on fire and a little blood came up and started to seep from my lips. V's eyes went wide and he quickly grabbed a tissue and wiped away the blood on the corners of my mouth.
"We wanted to stay and see you recover and leave the hospital." Rap Monster said to me and everyone found a spot to sit except for Jungkook so I patted the spot at the end of my bed. He sheepishly smiled and slowly sat on the very edge of the bed. "Well thank you but I don't want you to stop your concerts and schedules. I'll be fine really." I said but only more blood came out of my mouth. "No." V said and pressed the call nurse button. She came in not seconds later. "Oh honey! Did you cough? You probably ripped the stitching on your lung. We've got to get you back to surgery before your lungs fill with liquid." She said hurriedly took the brakes off my bed and Jungkook to hop off the side. She quickly brought me out of my room and down to the surgery ward. She drugged me on the way there and I slowly went to sleep.
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His Butterfly
FanfictionOne eventful BTS concert will leaves Ren Trelor in the hands of seven mischievous boys, one hoping to capture the heart of the butterfly. Ren Mariposa Trelor is just a 19 year old girl who just moved from her hometown Reno all the way to Los Ange...