She came and went. She kept testing my limits. How dare she close her eyes and leave me once again so alone. Jin, Namjoon and J-Hope left. The went about their horrid game lives. It was me and Tae and her lifeless body. She had a soul but it sure as hell seemed like she was happier dead. I kept remaindering her to not leave me, to keep fighting. No one was there to tell Jungkook or Yoongi to keep fighting, and they gave up. She has to hold on to whatever is keeping her grounded. All the stab wounds are fatal, so she's lucky to be alive a week later. Her eyes open and close every so often but she dare not speak a word. The breathing tubes have bruised her beautiful voice. The needles pricked her beautiful skin. She sat up, taking a deep breath and opening her eyes wide. I was scared.
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I sat up. It felt like all this time I was underwater. I couldn't see or hear or breathe but now I could. I almost collapsed and fell unconscious after this tremendous jerk of my body but I just fell backwards. Closing my eyes tight, then re-opening them slowly, blinking to Jimin an apology about the scare. His face seemed less tense and he smiled. His eyes were puffier and more red than usual, hinting he had been crying. Taehyung looked up from his phone then at me. He dropped his phone and walked towards me.
"Sky-" he started.
"Am I alive." I rasped looking from Taehyung to Jimin.
I saw the painting of the bird across my bed on the wall and gasped. Jim noticed what was wrong and looked at the wall with the painting. Taehyung looked confused.
"It hurts to speak but I must tell you something." I looked at them urgently.
"When I blacked out, or pretty much died, I saw that painting. I saw Jungkook and Yoongi too." Tears started forming but Jimin came close to cover me with his warm embrace.
"What did they say?" Taehyung asked amused.
"I-I don't remember." Everything felt blurry again, then I remembered one thing:
"They told me to keep fighting." I stared into the painting.
"Sky don't die. Don't go away again. I'm sure it was scary." Jimin muffled his head buried in my chest.
Taehyung smiled his boxy smile and reached form my hand, grasping it, stoking it.
"You'll be okay now." Taehyung said, his gaze promising.
His phone rang. He reluctantly got up, and so did Jimin. Namjoon ran into the room and locked the door panting.
"We can't hide from them forever. J-Hope is dead." He said between breaths and tears.
"Jin." Jimin demanded.
"He is Ally's alliance." Namjoon looked down, enraged.
Jimin stood up his body trembling.
"That son of a bitch I trusted him!" He raised his voice, Taehyung punched him in the stomach enough to wind him and he fell back.
"Shut up. Jin knows where we are. We need to move." For once his intelligence was kicking in.
"We can't leave her like this." Jimin shook his head.
I pulled the needles from my veins and put my legs to the side. I put my hand out asking Jimin for my clothes, he understood and passed me one of his shirts and a skirt he had brought for me. I quickly put it on with Jimin and Taehyung's help, not caring who saw. Then they helped me up. My legs collapsed underneath me, and everything turned black again but I regained my strength and got up slowly, with their help. Namjoon unlocked the door and we ran for the back exit, I still relied on the boys for support. We went into Namjoon's car. By now I could barely catch my breath and I could feel myself falling asleep.
"Shh. You mustn't sleep." Jimin whispered kissing my lips then looking into my dead eyes.
I tried to smile, but it was weak and I reached for Jimin's hand, holding it tightly. Namjoon was driving fast.
Taehyung asked him where we were going and Namjoon just said out of town and as far as possible.
It seemed like a day passed, because it was already dark. We were stopped by a gas station. Jimin was kissing my neck and cheek and when I turned my head he kissed my lips and looked at me surprised, then smirked. I looked around and realized Taehyung and Namjoon weren't in the car.
"They're inside." Jimin said looking at the station, like he was reading my thoughts.
He pulled me on top of him till I was sitting on his lap facing him, he pulled me close and I buried my head in his abs, his soft lips brushing against my ear. I could feel him getting hard, then I looked at him and we both giggled. He then started massaging my back and kissing me at the same time. He was so soft with every touch of his fingertips. When Taehyung and Namjoon approached the car, I was still on his lap, in his embrace.
They both started teasing Jimin but then he reminded them that they didn't have someone as perfect as me, and they went quiet again.
Jim played with my hair, and told me to get some sleep.
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I woke up to the sound of loud car horns and bright lights. A car came rushing toward us. Jimin found a way on top of me, holding me tight. The car made a large jerk and swivelled to the side. Everyone was fine, but the other car crashed. Namjoon hit the gas and drove as fast as he could away. I looked over at Taehyung, his head hit the window in the midst of this, and he was bleeding.
"Jimin!"
