The Mental Hospital - [jimin fanfic] (hiatus) | #wattys2017

seven

"Oh my god, what's wrong?" I asked.
"She's having a panic attack." Emma said.
"Can we do anything to help?"
"No, it'll be fine soon. Morgan. it's okay. Take deep breaths and you'll be fine. Stay calm. The past is the past and it's all over now. Relax." Emma said, with a shaking voice.

Morgan calmed down in a little while and she was okay but I felt useless because I didn't know how it was like to have a panic attack and I never witnessed one before. 

"Guys, I think I'll go back to my room." Morgan said slowly. She pressed the gray button on the door and it opened. She slowly walked out and turned left.

I looked back at Emma. I was debating on whether or not asking what she meant when she said that the past was in the past. I started thinking of many random scenarios. I couldn't take it anymore so I asked Emma.

"Hey Em?" I asked.
"Yeah?" She replied.
" What did you mean before when you said that the past is in the past now?"
"She's here for PTSD. She was raped when she was younger by her own uncle. He was drunk. The news was talking about a rapist and she had a panic attack because of the memories it brought her." She said, with a sigh.

I nodded and stared at the wall. I started 'spacing out' until a loud scream was heard. Everyone in the room stared at the door and their eyes widened. Emma stood up and pushed open the door then ran out. I followed her and a couple of others followed me.

I caught up to Emma. "What happened?" I asked.
"She.... disappeared."
"What? How?"
"This place had a reputation of some people randomly disappearing." Julie said.
"Huh?"
"Yeah, and I guess Morgan was one of the victims." A girl with blonde hair and brown eyes said to me. "You're Misook, right? Hey, I'm Addison." She said with her hand held out. I shook her hand and gave her a smile in return.

"Another person disappeared?" A deep voice behind me said. I turned around and that is when our eyes first met. It was Jimin.

Addison nodded and I looked back at Emma. She turned back to me and started to tear up. I opened my arms out for her. She accepted the hug and dug herself within my arms. She cried for a while in my arms. Even when the hours changed and we had to go to each of our therapy session. It seemed like forever until she pulled away from the hug. Everyone had left by then.