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Vernon's Pov

"We ran out of chocolate milk." Woozi complains, pulling an irritated face at the fridge.

I roll my eyes. I never understood the craze behind chocolate milk, much less Woozi's obsession with it. Still, it'll shut him up, so I offer to get some.

"Don't go alo-" Seungkwan starts to talk, but is cut off by Dino.

"Oh, whatever, Seungkwan." He says, shrugging, "what's he gonna do, get hit by a car?"

I laugh. For some reason the thought of getting hit by a car is so foreign to me, I don't even consider it. Seungkwan looks concerned, though, so I place a hand on his shoulder lovingly, "quit being paranoid," I try convince him, "I'll live."

So I put my headphones on and set off to shut Woozi the hell up. Without looking, I cross the street. I barely even know what hits me. Like a deer in headlights, I freeze up.

The car approaches.

The driver looks panicked.

I try and move.

I can't move.

I get hit. A pain explodes in my ribs and head. The breath is stolen from my lungs. The driver keeps driving, not caring. I can't even breathe. People are yelling. People are freaking out. The world goes dark. Silent.

Dull noise. Crying? Who's crying? Probably just a dream. I don't know any big cryers.

"I told you all this would happen," I hear Seungkwan's voice, breaking and tear-laced. He's crying? Why's he in my room? "Did you listen to me, fucking no!"

What the hell is he raving on about. I open my eyes. I'm in a hospital? Am I still dreaming? Why am I in hospital? I can see all the others crammed into this tiny room. A heart monitor beeps. There's a doctor.

"Please, control your language." He says, backing up slightly. I sit up.

"Seungkwan?" I ask, looking over at the other boy, "you okay?"

He completely ignores me, which hurts. I'm offended. "Seungkwan? Can you stop crying? You know if you start crying, I start crying, you start crying more." I chuckle, nervousness spouting in my stomach, a sickly feeling.

"Seungkwan please!" I throw my arms around him. No response.

"He's probably dead." Jeonghan deadpans like he doesn't really care.

Oh shit.

I'm not dreaming. This is real. I got hit by a car. I'm in hospital. They don't see me.

I break down in tears.

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