Murder

Chapter 11

"Hey babydoll" the voice that made my blood turn cold. I turned around, there stood Min Yoongi; he had his signature devilish smirk on his face. He hasn't changed. My hearing started to fade, I could hear Hoseok behind me yelling for me to come to him, to...safety. I couldn't move, I felt like bricks were weighing my feet down. I could barely hear my heartbeat in my ears. Everything was fading. I turned my head to look at Hoseok; I could see his lips moving and his eyes looking frantic. Worry and fear was swimming through his brown orbs. "Babydoll" I turned back, his hand reached out in front of me. I looked down, looked to meet the girls eyes before turning to Hoseok. Panic attack. Hobi could tell what was happening by my movements. My shaky arms, my half lidded eyes, my slightly open mouth. "H-Hobi" my hand stretching toward him, to just try and reach him before I fell. He ran to put his hand under my head before I hit the ground. He tried...the only thing that burned behind my eyelids was his sinful smirk.
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Everything was white, the world became deaf. Am I dead? I looked around to only see a garden. Why? Why a garden of all things? I began to walk through it making sure to not step on any of the flowers. I bent down to feel a white rose a little into the garden, before a drop of blood landed on it. Everything around me, the peacefulness, the happiness I felt, began to leave. The only thing that remained white was the rose. I looked up, I saw footsteps why footsteps? Leading me where, I stood back up and followed the footsteps.
"Yoongi she could be dying." Hoseok yelled but got silent near the ending. He looked to the hand in his right one. Cold, pale. He had been waiting in this very room since the panic attack. She should be awake by now...why isn't she awake? He began to wonder. When a loud shatter tore him away from his thoughts. "You don't get to tell me that and act like it's my fault" He spat with venom in every letter that left his lips. "What happened to you Yoongi? When did you change?" A slam of his hand made its way throughout the tiny white room. "I didn't! I've always been like this!" More venom and another slam. "Stop...you don't get to sit here and act like the victim while she's doing whatever the fuck is happening to her because of YOU!" Hobi spoke back venom now spewing. Standing on his feet as he let your hand drop. His voice growing by the end. Yoongi looked at him "you don't even know her" "neither do YOU! SHE LOOKED UP TO YOU AND ALL YOU DID WAS HURT HER! You don't deserve to be here." He paused looking at the teal hair on the girl who had a tube hooked to her. "Leave." He spoke quietly. Yoongi looked shocked "I'm not leav-" "I. Said. Leave" Hoseok now turning to look at him. His voice loud and dark, that's the only side that nobody had seen. Yoongi spoke under his breath as he grabbed his jacket and walked out. Not before making sure to slam into Hoseok's shoulder before he slammed the door shut. At this point Hobi had sat down. My hand back in his, still cold. "Wake up" "please wake up, you don't deserve this...especially not because of him."
When the footsteps stopped the only thing I saw was a blurry photo, of what? The scene being played in the real world. I felt his hand slip, I heard his words. "Wake up" "please wake up, you don't deserve this...especially not because of him" my skin turned back to its normal temperature before everything turned dark. When I opened my eyes it hurt. My arms hurt, I heard the beeping next to me. I moved my fingers to grab ahold of Hobi. When he felt my movements he turned to me, tears in his eyes. He let go and ran to get nurse or someone. I couldn't breathe, my throat was scratchy and it hurt. I began to claw at it hoping for it to stop. My eyes beginning to water I was choking on nothing but my own saliva and air. The nurse came in and was trying to help me. She began to talk to me telling me to just try to breathe. Hobi looked scared and all I did was reach towards him.