GOOD BYE

My heart stings every time I see my beloved twin brother in the hospital room. I usually turn around and sit in the corner playing a game I, myself, made. I want to see him, I want to turn around and talk to him, to hug him but if I, even so much as, turn my gaze at him he lashes out his built up anger on me and on other people, things and throws anything close to him at me. This situation is so painful and difficult to go through but then I remembered Mc. She didn't give up on me, even though I was being such an insensitive prick at the time. As I suppress my agony and focusing on the game I've kept playing on my phone for the last two hours, the game automatically paused all of a sudden to alert me of a call. 

I expected Mc to call me at a time like this, but it's not. It's Jaehee. I raised an eyebrow but answered the call anyway.

Who knew one single sentence could make a man's knees weaken and kneel to the ground. I could vaguely hear my brothers angered responses to my sudden action. I shook off my stunned self. Before I ran out of the room, I turned to Saeran and handed him a gameboy I pulled out from the pocket of my jacket.

"I'll be back." I stated before shutting the door, but a single phrase slipped through my ears mini-seconds before the door was completely closed.

"Like I'd believe that again..." my brother said with pure disdain in his voice. This time, his insult didn't remind me of a sting, but rather it made it grow. I ran through the hallways to meet Jaehee and the others on the ground floor from the seventh. I didn't want to expect the worse, but the ground floor is where the operating rooms, X-ray, emergency rooms are.

As I reached the ground floor, I saw Jaehee and Yoosung. With a loss of breath, I ran to them and  immediately grabbed Yoosung's shoulders.

"Where is she?!" I asked, eyes widened.

He looked extremely worried, not because of my breaking point state but rather because of--who knows what--Mc's situations right now.

"We're still waiting for updates from Jumin." he replied. "Seven, are you alright--why are you out of--"

"What happened to her??" I could notice my voice cracking, grip tightening and heart so afraid of the unknown. Yoosung went silent as if he was about to cry. "Tell me!" I shouted.

"She had a head collision with a rushing vehicle. The impact was at the side that threw her off diagonally to the side of the road. She was rushed in the operating room an hour ago, she's still there right now as we speak." Jaehee informed us as she looked at her phone. "Mr. Han just texted me this."

Hearing that made me drop to the ground and extremely frozen. I'm trembling, my whole body is shaking. I'm afraid. I'm terrified. God, please don't take Mc from me.

Yoosung did his best to support me and comfort me but I couldn't hear anything at all. After a few minutes I got myself together, still trembling, but seemed calm.

We've waited for hours until the doctor stepped out of the operating room and wanted to talk privately with Jaehee. As they talked, she gazed at me with a worried look and at a single glance I could tell she did her best to stop the the tears but her eyes were obviously watery, her hands were fidgeting and she kept biting her lip until it bled as if she was trying to hard to suppress any emotion to make us more worry. She smiled at the doctor and thanked him.

She walked back to us with a wanton expression which I could not tell at all. I stood up as fast as I could, expecting the worst, hoping for anything as long as she was alive. I, also, did my best to stop the tears.....but failed.

"What did he say??" I asked, tears starting to trickle down my face one by one.

"Good news or bad news?" She asked.