When I open my eyes, I'm staring up at a white ceiling. I hear a soft beeping sound every few seconds. There was soft chatter coming from somewhere.
I was in a hospital.
"Annabelle?" I turn my head towards the voice that called my name. It was Mi Sun.
"Oh thank God. Annabelle, what happened to you? Why... Annabelle, I'm so glad you're okay." She comes over to me and gives me a soft hug.
I don't move. I feel weak. Which makes sense, since I haven't been eating.
"I want my dad." I say quietly.
"What?" Mi Sun asks.
"I want my dad." I say, louder this time.
Silence. But then-
"Annabelle? Annabelle! Oh my God, my Annabelle! Sweetheart, are you okay?"
My dad was here. I felt tears fill my eyes as he ran to me and held me close. It took a lot of my strength to hug him back, but it was so worth it.
"I love you dad. I've missed you so much."
"I love you too, sweetheart. And I've missed you more than you can imagine. Annabelle, what happened? Oh Annabelle...". He kissed my forehead, and we cried together.
Sometime during this, Mi Sun left. I guess she wanted to let us have our moment. I was greatful.
I told my dad everything. I told him about the job, about how I fell in love with Min Yoongi, and how he fell in love with me. I told him that the fans found out, and how I got suspended. How I missed Yoongi so much. How I felt like a terrible person for ruining everything he had worked for. I told him everything that had gone through my head these past twenty or so days.
My dad was crying again when I was done telling him everything. For a long time, we just hugged. We didn't talk, we just held on to each other.
"Daddy, please don't leave again....". I whisper to him.
"I won't sweetie. I promise you, I will never leave you again." He kissed my forehead again. "I love you Annabelle. Please, don't ever think that you need to die, or you deserve to die, because don't. Annabelle, you and Yoongi.... you could not have stopped it. Annabelle, I can still tell. You still love him. Sweetheart, everything... everything is going to be okay. I promise you." I felt a huge weight lift off of my shoulders.
I fell asleep soon after that, this time feeling a little bit better.
*****
I wake up, and I feel a hand holding onto mine. I turned my head, expecting to see my dad. But it was Yoongi.
Yoongi...
My heart swelled at the sight of him. I had missed him so so much.
His head was laying on the bed, and his hand was tightly holding onto mine. I looked at the table beside my bed. There were roses and a teddy bear. The clock read 1:39 AM. I'm pretty sure visiting hours were over. How long had he stayed here?
"Yoongi." I whispered softly. He stirred a little, but he didn't wake up. I used my other hand to gently lay it on his head. I ruffled his hair, and I closed my eyes, memories filling my head.
"Annabelle?" He whispers. I open my eyes, and I look at him. He looked like he hadn't slept in weeks. He had bags under his eyes, and his face was as white as a ghost. He looked a lot skinnier than when I had last seen him. It seemed we were both dealing with our being away from each other in similar ways.
