I took out my hand phone and called 911 and frantically gave the address and asked for immediate help and an ambulance.
I rushed towards him and knelt beside him.
There was blood gushing out of his mouth.
He had consumed some poison.
Everything about him seemed to be messed, his hands were covered with cuts.
To my darting eyes, one thing caught attention - an empty bleaching liquid bottle. DAMN!
Was he ... trying to ... kill himself?
I got Min Yoongi’s arm around my neck and held on to his waist as I took him downstairs and laid him on the sofa. On my way as I was rushing to the bathroom, I unbolted the front door and kept it ajar.
I got fresh towels and a basin of water and started wiping off his blood.
I could hear the siren of the ambulance and as they approached I cupped Min Yoongi’s face. I was so thankful that they came so quickly.
“You will be all right. I am not leaving you,” I said and smoothed his hair. I comforted him.
The paramedics came and propped him on a stretcher and put him in the ambulance. They sped away to hospital and I was left alone in the house.
Every spot in his house reeked of blood. I felt I should clean up the mess. I found an apron that hung on a hook in the kitchen and tied it over my uniform and started to clean the blood.
Dammit you idiot! Bleaching is used to clean smearing! It is not to be drunk! My mind was cursing him.
Yet I wondered what made a tough guy like him drink that and shower his wrists with cuts.
To my luck I could find a spare bleaching liquid bottle in the store room. I applied it and started scrubbing the floor. They could paint this later.
Who ever thought that I would do this for my enemy? Ryan would have laughed his life away!
Yet this was because he saved me that day. How long did I plan to be lenient on him excusing him on that ground anyway?
Of course, I did not know.
After having done a good job, I washed my hands in the washer. I smelt of bleach too. My reflection on the mirror showed me as a serial killer with blood everywhere.
I could not go home like this. I had to take a bus. If I went outside like this, people would hand me over to the police.
I evaluated my options. I needed a quick bath. But I did not have clothes. But borrowing did not matter right? I would return the clothes.
I went to his room and ran a bath. I soaked myself in the foam, but my imagination was wild. I just started imagining Min Yoongi again.
“Damn it,” I muttered. I scrubbed myself until my skin turned raspberry red. I was actually turning maroon due to my tan skin tone.
I stepped into his wardrobe after cleaning myself satisfactorily. His wardrobe was filled with white shirts and outfits that were somehow basketball related. I picked a pair of sweatpants and a baggy black t-shirt that read “Parental Advisory.” My other pieces of clothes were intact and were still wearable.
I looked like a scarecrow in his clothes.
I bundled my clothes into a bag and and put on my jacket.
It was already late, I had to go home. I recovered my bag and sat at a table to write a note to Min Yoongi’s family. After several efforts, I had a satisfactory outcome and pasted the sticky note on the fridge.
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I closed the doors and went to the bus stop. It gave me a weird feeling when walking in his clothes.
It was as if he was hugging me, he seemed soft and warm unlike the Min Yoongi I knew from Junior High School days.
Hugging? Pffft ... I scoffed at myself. Was I really mad?
What in the world was I thinking even!
I got on to a bus and dozed off now and then until I got to my stop. I was exhausted.
The only image I had in my head was Min Yoongi’s motionless body in the pool of blood. He was not anyone dear to me but, I felt so... saddened to see him like that.
It just made my heart ache a lot.
I just felt ... as if I had lost him. ....
But I have never had had him.
This was weird.
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How do you like the story so far? Tell me in the comments. 😅 I haven't kept a note in a while.
