THIRD PERSON's POV
Little did the poor girl knew that her conditions were getting from bad to worst . Curse those little cancer cells that were replacing with the good ones . Cancer cells were so small yet so harmful . They were increasing drastically inside her and the doctors needed to act fast to help her fight the battle .
It all started on the day after going to the night club . That night when she was sleeping peacefully , something happened to her body and disrupted the peaceful sleep she was having .
Na Eun curled up into a shrimp- like position as beads of cold sweat kept forming on her forehead . She clutched onto the bedsheets tightly as her knuckles were already turning white . Her face was so pale , paler than one of her previous sunbae in summer camp who she had eye-candied before , Min Yoongi— as she remembered .
Her eyes shot wide open as soon as she felt something was amiss . It wasnt like the typical story that other teenage girls would face at night like potential burglars trying to break in to perhaps steal things or even worst , molest them for example . Instead , Na Eun was facing a similar dangerous situation but something more malicious . Her cancer cells were slowly taking over her fight for survival , her will to live for herself , for Jimin .
She felt as if someone was sitting on her body or maybe even choking her on her neck . She was gasping for air and death was what she could only think about .
The word flashed into her mind like a neon red sign . She forced herself to calm down as much as possible as she stretched out her left hand for a red emergency button that was near her bed frame .
A few more centimetres... just a few more . She told herself but the lack of proper oxygen flow in her lungs was slowly overpowering her . Her hands began to shake and tears that were so ever precious to Jimin were spilling out of her eyes voluntarily.
"Help." Na Eun let out a short — out of breath distressed shout for help but it came out more like a small cry before she decided to push herself towards the red button and gave it her all with her last breath .
As soon as the alarm went off , she felt relieved for a moment but after a second of two , she had lost conscious and collapsed onto her bed but her hands were sprawled out dangling from her bed .
——
Jimin , on the other hand was making his rounds on the same level that Na Eun was posted at . As he was walking , all he could think about was revolving around Na Eun and how to help her complete her little bucket list which she seemed so obsessed about .Thinking about her contagious laugher and her giving small pecks on his face , he couldnt help but to giggle by himself . She was all that he wanted and he was contented with that . He knew that she wouldnt last long but still , he didnt want to give up on this beautiful relationship and would blame himself if she left the world with a frown on her face . The hospital was so quiet and eerie , and with his little giggle , it echoed in the hallway .
However , a shrill alarm could be heard at the desktable and he saw the nurse who was on shift panicking , calling his name over to check .
"Its Son Na Eun's wardroom ! Something happened ! Jimin , go check on her now !"
His heart stopped for a second and fear was written all over his face . It was obvious that he cared about her and he was uttering a silent prayer , praying that she is fine .
He ran as if it was the end of world and he was chased by uncountable amount of zombies . His hair was pushed back but yet he was effortlessly handsome .
He pushed the door open and he saw how Na Eun was unconscious and her heartbeat was faint . He looked at the tube that was attached on her body but realised that it had gotten detached and he knew that she was probably gasping for air .
He was reaching his breaking point and he held onto her cold hands , almost in tears .
"Jimin , move it !"
A male doctor , Dr Kim SeokJin , his sunbae , rushed into the room and hurriedly pushed him away as Jimin was still in a state of being in a daze , freaking out .
Dr Kim impatiently hollered for more help and a few nurses came running in , hurrying to put her on a stretcher . Jimin slapped himself to jolt back and come to his senses , before following the doctor's order and helping the other nurses to push the stretcher to the emergency room .
Please be fine for me . Jimin thought while looking at his love , lying on that stretcher .
YOU ARE READING
Paint | PJM
FanfictionPaint my days with colours like im a white canvas . A story in which the girl is sick but has a bucket list to fulfill . Warning : heart wrenching story . May cause tears to flow freely and shoes to be thrown at me .