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Wet Sidewalk- Yoongi

On Friday, March 16th, 2018. A boy, laying on the sidewalk, lifelessly, with an open wound, deep into his chest, blood flowing right out of it like a waterfall. His name is Yoongi, Min Yoongi. He was stabbed in the thigh and sliced open across his chest.

He was stabbed a few minutes ago; when he was going out to get some medicine for you. You got sick because of stress and is laying in bed, getting rest. He was attacked by a gang of boys, who looked a few years younger than him. It was Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook, and Park Jimin. They both just hated Yoongi for a stupid reason. They all liked you. They had actual mature feelings for you but, you weren't interested in any of them. You were into Yoongi. 

When they found out that both of you were dating, they all got furious and started to hate on Yoongi, just because they didn't get the role of being yours. So they attacked him while he wasn't cautious. He has been lying on the wet sidewalk, still raining continuously, in complete pain. He's laying on his back, with his hand clenching his cut across his chest, slowly losing strength since it hurts so much. He knows he's going to die, but he can't do anything about it. He tries to get up, but he can't move his body at all. not even a finger. He's in total shock and scared now. He tries to call for help, hoping someone would be able to hear him from the other side of the sidewalk, but not even a sound falls out of his mouth. He's completely silent, trying to talk but can't.

Then, he thinks of you.

 'Y/N... I'm sorry...' He says in his mind. 'I'm sorry...'he repeats. A tear falls down his cheek, knowing that he's going to die and that he won't be able to see her anymore and have a wonderful future together, because of this incident.

He continues to lay there, lifelessly, desperate for someone to help him. Desperate to come back home. Hoping that you'll get better.

10 Minutes have passed now. He is still laying there, trying his best to call for help, also trying to help himself up. But, nothing's working. He continues to think of you and what you'd be doing now. Him thinking of you and not being able to see you made him tear up. He knows he's going to die but he won't admit it to himself, not wanting to let go of you. He's desperate to get up and see you but, how?

A drunk man walks by. It was your friend Hoseok. He was holding a bottle of beer in his hand, walking very sluggishly towards him. "Hey there Yoongi.." He says with a very slurred voice. "what are you doing laying on the ground?" As he tries to point at him but his hands are slightly shakey. Yoongi tries to tell him but not even a faint sound escapes his mouth. He can't even move an inch to show him what has happened. Hoseok just crouches down to his level and just tilts his head while looking at him. ".... Were you drinking too? It's okay, I am too!" He says as he holds up the bottle he was holding. "Just make sure to get home before your mom gets mad at you!" he says as he starts to get up and continue to walk down the sidewalk, leaving Yoongi to lay there. "bye bye!" Hoseok says as he waves to the boy on the ground. 

Extra 10 minutes have passed again. He was still in complete pain, wanting help. His eyesight starts to become blurry, turning slightly dark.

He knew it was over.

He knows he's going to die so he accepts his fate. He closes his eyes and let's go of everything. He knows that you'd be in a lot of pain once you find out that this incident has happened but, he can't do anything about it. Fate is fate.

5 minutes have passed and you're looking for Min Yoongi. Though you were sick, you were worried why he wasn't coming home. You see something laying on the side of the sidewalk, suspicious as to what it could be. You slowly walk up towards it and you realized it was him. You panicked, rushing to go find a police officer for help. You wouldn't stop running until you found one.

Both you and the officer came running to the scene, blood all over the sidewalk, Yoongi gripping onto his wound effortlessly.

"O-officer, please help him. Please!" You begged. Tears falling down your cheek as you stared at the boy on the ground. You were gripping your hands together, shaking. 

The officer got down to the boy's level. He checked his pulse. It wasn't beating. He got back up and sighed, taking out his notebook from his pocket. You were confused. "O-officer...? H-he isn't dead... right..? Please tell me he isn't dead... I beg.." You told him, trying to not be convinced by his words. 

"Sorry." He says while looking down.

You start to break down in tears. You couldn't hold it in anymore.

 He examined the boy, noticing something written on the chest pocket area of his shirt. "Min Yoongi" He says to himself.

  The officer starts writing something in his notebook. 'Min Yoongi...'