Different (BTSxReader)

Chapter 13

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I woke up from this terrifying dream with sweat all over my face, I couldn't breathe, it feels there are heavy rocks crushing my chest. I started coughing but I coughed out blood, the shock was written all over my face, I was shaking "I'm scared, what I do now". I looked around me, I was in a familiar place "The forest" I whispered. I got up struggling "Why am I here" and I thought of the last place I was in and closed my eyes, the school. Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep..... "DOCTOR! SHE IS WAKING UP" I heard a girl screaming. "How did I get here?" I was surrounded by white curtains, my throat is sore that I couldn't even speak. "Miss, can you hear me." the doctor asked me and I nodded my head slightly. He started to ask me questions for 15 minutes. I looked at my side to see what date is it and it's 21/9/18 "Yesterday way 6/1/2018" I thought, turns out I was in a coma for  8 months.

A few days have passed and I got discharged from the hospital, but I kept coughing blood and my voice changed. I've decided that I'll go to school cause its Monday, turns out after what happened BTS started to visit me for a while but stopped after that. I finally reached the school and everyone looked at me shocked, as normal they started to whisper but I just rolled my eyes. I felt 2 pairs of arms wrapping around my waist I could hear that person sobbing, I turned around to see my bully V... "I missed you so much" I was shocked, I took his hands off me and just walked away. "Jennie wait!" I heard him say but I ignored him, but he grabbed my wrist "What do you want?" at that point was really annoyed by him "Just hear me out...please" "You have 2 minutes to say what you want."  "Look I know I have been bullying you and stuff but after that accident, I found out that Baekhyun, Jessi and you are my siblings. So can we start a new page" I laughed but he looked serious "Wait, you're not joking. Are you my brother? Like for real" "Yes, I am" "You are lying" I said that as I left him and I went to the bathroom.  

When I cry it's never a trickle and it never starts in my eyes. It begins with a feeling in my chest and a sadness in my brain. The leaking water is only a blessed release, it's one way my body chooses to cope and I guess it's a way to communicate too, whether I want to or not. Crying is how I understand myself best. When I cry I know who I really am. I cry when others hurt as well as myself. I cry at the brutal world news and stupid soft movies. It's my strength and my weakness. Strong because it brings understanding and weak because who wants the listener to weep when they are looking for a strong shoulder? I wish I could turn my tears off, I do. Or perhaps just save it until I'm alone, but I'm not wired like that. My emotions swirl like ocean currents, deep and strong. Sometimes I'm scared to dive in in case I don't make it out again, but I can't be anyone else, I don't suppose any of us can. I'm angry at myself because I know I won't accept him as my brother after what he did to me all that time but I'm also sad to know he was the one I've been looking for all this time. All the awful thing he did to me started to appear in front of my eyes. I'm angry, scared, sad and disgusted. 

*Ringggg*

I wipe my tears and leave the bathroom, my chest is starting to hurt bad so I just go home. For the past few days, I have really bad headaches and my breath is shortened so I decided to go to the doctor. "Miss Jennie, it's your turn", "So Miss Jennie why are you here?" The doctor asked and I answered with this "well for the past days I've  been coughing out blood, my there is a pain in my chest also my breath has been shortened" "We will run a few tests and I'll tell you what you have" 

*Skip after the tests*

"Miss Jennie, I don't know how to tell you this but you have lung cancer stage 4 and you only have 4 months left, I'm sorry"