I'll Never Forget You

Chapter 4

"Hey, Flora, wake up okay, please wake up." A voice whimpers, I don't feel the strength to get up though. I want to touch him, to talk to him, tell Minho I'm awake. "Flora, how bad did that stupid shank cut you!" Minho exclaims. He raises my head, examining the cut on my neck. "Jesus Christ........" He says. He flips me over on my back, slightly raising my shirt. "God Flora, you can see the bone!" He says, putting bandages back on my neck and my back. I want to tell him I'm fine, but I start to drift again.

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Pain. Lots of pain. Footsteps echo in my brain, I can't move, react, or do anything. "Flora." I hear Minho's voice. "Please." "Wake up. I'll- I'll Never get to tell you, please, wake up. I never even told you the truth, told you, that, I really, like you." He says sad like.

"I- I like y-you too." I manage to say. "Flora!" Minho yells. I muster the strength to sit up, dragging my eyes open. "Oh my shucking god Flora! Your alive!" He says grabbing my wrists. "You don't know how much I've been worried." He exclaims, I raise an eyebrow. "I c- couldn't have been..... asleep that l- long." I say dryly. He massages my wrist. "6 days." He puts out there. "Wha- what?" I question. Six days? "Because of blood loss, is what Jeff said." Minho says. I sit up, pain shoots through my back. Minho seems to notice..... "Hey, don't do that." He says. Guiding me back down. His look of grief never left his face.

"Just, don't go back to sleep." He says, his voice shaking, I just nod. "I need to tell the others your alive." He starts, causing a good eye brow raise his way. "Well.... Jeff said that your heart slowed and you weren't breathing. That's when I came in here and..." "I get it." I cut him off. He sheepishly smiled at me, before walking out of the room.

Sleep heavily tugged at my body, but I manage to stay awake as somebody creeps into the room. It was the redhead that almost killed me. Tears swarmed his eyes. "Im- I'm so, so, s- sorry." He whimpers, I can't move, the pain keeps me paralyzed, he continues. "Its like, somebody had...." He trails off. "Taken over me." He says, clamping his eyes shut. "I'm sorry." He whimpers, sinking to the ground.

Minho and a dark skinned boy walk in. "WHAT THE SHUCK!!" Minho screamed, thrusting his arm back and threw it into the boy's stomach. He whimpers and crashes to the ground. I can't help but feel bad for him. "Shuck Flora are you okay!" He says, rushing to my side. I nod, my eyes never leaving the whimpering redhead. He cowars as the dark skinned boy tugs him out the room.

"Don't worry, he's gonna be banished at daylight." He says, making me shiver. "What, does that... mean......" I question. "Umm.... nevermind..." He says, running his hand through his hair. "Lets just say that we won't be hearing from him anytime soon....." He says, his voice kinda shaky. But hidden. "What was his name?" "George." "Was he a good friend to you?" "Yeah......." Minho trails off, but he shakes it off and calls. "Jeff! You still kinda have to do your job shank!" Followed by the dark skinned boy from before moping into the room.

"I'm here...." He says, looking at me with sympathy. He walks over to me, grabbing a roll of white material. "Okay, this might hurt." He implies. Gently place a hand on my waist. I since as he slowly turns me over into my stomach. He pulls my shirt up to right below my chest, before asking."I need to take your shirt off, is that okay?" He asks sheepishly. I nod as I feel the cloth leave my skin.

"Bite down on this." He says, sticking a rag in front of my face. I clamp my teeth around the material as a cool metal tip peirces through the side of my wound. The last thing I remember is letting out an ear splitting scream.

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