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Third person point of view
The sun hasn't woken up. That you can still see a dark blanket cover the sky making each star visible shining brightly in the dark.
Youngjae entered the hospital half asleep dragging his feet along. Through the quiet hospital, each worker focused in their own space divided by the silence, nothing but the sound of occasional noises here and there. He lead himself to find the reason why he was called so early in the morning. Searching the room he found in a small corner, Jackson leaned against a wall finishing a call. He turned to see a confused Youngjae awaiting for him to finish." Hey " Jackson greeted with a tired sigh. He puts away his phone carrying a serious face with him as he speaks. " I need you're help with something." Youngjae nodded in agreement and Jackson continued. "Mark called, he said it was an emergency-" Jackson was cut off by Mark, with chaos following him closely as he enter the hospital waking the attention of the lonely place.
The peaceful room was now broken with distressed, completely crumbling into a hellish disaster.
Mark running and screaming desperately for help trying to catch the attention of anyone or everyone with the only thought of saving her on his mind, he scans the room holding Y/n closely in his arms. In the cold distance was Jackson and Youngjae running towards them defying their own tired minds that they left behind. Ghastly despair twists their faces as they notice the frail girl he was holding in cold sweat, she was drained of life and replaced with a pale expression hanging on the verge of death. They raced, in seconds the staff arrived rigorously aiding y/n, engrossed solely on y/n as she appears unconscienced, without breaking concentration, they run down basic procedure. Within the next breathing moment y/n was scrupulous examined generating gloomy alertness, she became unresponsive slowly declining, she was unstable. The doctors moved uninformed of how to attend their distressed patient, as nothing wrong appeared. Quickly panic manifested in everyone but didn't dare to rest until every possible treatment was given, the ticking clock taunts her saviors, perfectly clear of the expiration date of their critical patient but they ignored the time bomb on her head.
Youngjae confound. He stared looking at the staff working diligently and swiftly to aid Y/n, hands working everywhere but didn't offer his own compelled by the fear he felt for her, afraid to hear the flat line.
Her heart beat manage by the machine, was frail causing the others worry to arise, they raced her to an empty trauma room. The wheels turned and the sound of shoes hitting the floor echoed thought the hollow hall. Y/N makes a small movement wanting to wake up from her bound sleep but couldn't, her eyes barely opened. Gathering all her strength she holds onto the sleeve of Jackson catching his attention before she falls, she breathes out ' let me go'. Jackson and mark heard her despite her weak whisper, they look at each other for a brief moment before they quicken their paced to work despite her wishes.
Their thoughts touched the subject but was interrupted when the machine flat-line creating a mocking beep. There was a sudden paused making everyone go stiff with their hearts to the floor but increased their effort on saving y/n racing against the malicious clock. Jackson curses under his breath and hits her chest before he performs cpr. "Dammit We're losing her!! Push two epi!!" Jackson yells as he looks at the flat line that appeared on the screen. Immediately they, bring in a crash cart while another injects her with epi, they cut open her shirt, charging the paddles, with a quick moments they work in unison.
Mark takes control of the electrifying paddles shouting every one to take off their hands. "CLEAR" He shocks her, sending electricity throughout her whole body, her chest jumps up and falls back down with no change in heart beat. The machine heart line remained a flat . Jackson start CPR while mark leaves the paddles with someone else "DONT YOU DARE GIVE UP ON US!" Mark yells at her, staring at her corpse like body, he grabs her hand , trying to find a trace of life on her pale face. Jackson vigorously pushed down with both hands on her chest putting all his strength to resuscitate but it was too late.
Youngjae reluctantly walk inside the room worried, and in his hand was a cup of water. He motioned for all the staff to leave , leaving only Jackson and mark. " Leave her, " Youngjae said trying to sound calm but mark and Jackson snapped their head to Youngjae with wide eyes filled with rage. "Are you crazy!!?? she'll die!" Mark growled as he took over to perform Cpr.
" Let me heal her, after all that's what I do for a living." Youngjae reasoned trying to hide his lost hope for her but remained determined. Jackson stared at Youngjae and slowly back off, looking towards mark who continued. "Mark!" Jackson yelled at him, grabbing his hand forcing him to stop. Mark glared at Jackson before he cursed, storming off far to a place he could escape the sound of the flat line along with the smell of death that filled the place.
(An hour later)
Mark sat beside her bed, silently watching over her, focused on her breathing. Youngjae checked the machines that helped her breathe as she could not breathe on her on anymore without the life support. The sad sun shined through the window barely waking up for the long day ahead. The room was painted with anticipation, since they do not know when she will wake up. Youngjae steals a glance at mark who stares blankly, Youngjae traces his sight to the girl and stared at her with sorrow welling up in his eyes but quickly hid them. "Do you think she'll wake up?" Mark ask without breaking his focus from Y/n.
Youngjae search for a response he could tell him, the truth lingered in mouth but couldn't find the words so he responded vaguely, hinting the reality underneath them; "I'm not sure" Youngjae sighed heavily, the girl he saved was now laying in a coma that had no hope of returning from. on the other hand mark remained indifferent yet stayed by her side.
(Y/N point of view)
The film inside my head stopped rolling the memory and a blank screen appeared before my eyes. Senses flooded back into control creating a flitch , a flutter in my heavy eyelids. My body was recharged with a nascent energy that I haven't experienced before, it was refreshing. The sweet words that I kept heavily in my heart, the phrase that empowered my deprived faith, the voice of my brother resonated in my mind. My vison was clear, I turn side to side to see an abundant of wires dangling above my head and monitors of all sizes beeping steadily. Before I can speak ,I started coughing. My throat felt dry and pressured, choking on thin air. I realize I had a tube down my throat. It was suffocating making it hard to breathe. Someone took away the tube and stared at me in astonishment, confound by me.Then a sore feeling in my chest ached like it been used as a punching bag. I stared at him with wide eyes, trying to breathe. I keep waking up in hospital beds with only a transcendent memory of explicit events that hardly make any sense for me to piece together.
I cough to relief my throat and moments later doctors rushed in as if they smelled trouble, I was wreaking of it, I was surrounded by several nurses and doctors however in the mist of the confusion I spotted similar faces.
A/N; hello lovelies, i manage to sneak an update sorry if its lengthy and terribly written chapter i tried. A for effort thought right? I'm sorry if updates are slow since i started school and since its my last year its more stressful hahah Yay -.- anyways thank you all for reading this story and showing support I'm so thankful so i will write better hopefully! and ill try to update faster. Stay healthy and have a beautiful day!
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