I want to but I can't

Jimin the saver

Lola's prov
My eyes were barley open. I know I was laying in a bed. But I was moving. Faces hurdle over me.

'Don't worry Lola. I'm right here. I will always be right here.'

A familiar shiver went up my spine. The voice was deep. Their hair, their pale skin. I knew right then and there it was the troublemaker.

Min Youngi.

I put my hand on his cheek, my eyes still barely open.

"Y-Young, I'm sorry for not telling you sooner." A tear rolled down my face. His face tilted to the left a little. His face scrunched up in a confused way. I put my hand back down to my side and I faced the ceiling again. I'm pretty sure I was in the hospital. I just wasn't sure. I heard a pound. The doctors pushed me trough a door. The rushing movement stooped. I was now in a little but big enough room. I felt pressure on ny hand. I turned around to the sight of a boy calmly sitting there. I knew he who he was. I knew he was worried. I just didn't understand why.

"What's wrong with your face?" I question noticing the mark leaking with just a little blood, a black eye, and a cut on his lip fair enough so you can see the blood in that.

"Lola. Why did you do that? Why did you almost kill yourself?" He said looking down then up at me. Our fingertips still touching making me feel warm.

"I didn't want to be alive anymore." I say.

"Well can you at least live for me? He says softly but sternly.

The room went silent. We starred at each other not wanting to let go because we were afraid of losing any of us again. A slight knock came from the glass part of the door.

"Hello?" Spoke a high pitched voice. He stared at us in fear.

"Come in." I said letting go of his hand and looking away from him. As soon as Jimin saw me inthat hospital bed he immediately starting crying.

"I'm sorry. I have avoided this. Every night you left the bathroom door creak. I w-would get up and see you cutting yourself and then falling on the ground and start crying. The first time I threw myself against the wall, covered my mouth, and slid down the wall. I slept in front if your doorway." He said falling on the ground in guilt, trying get your words out between sniffles.

"Jimin, come here." He dragged his feet. His palms of his hands covering his face.

"Don't you ever put this on you. If anything it's dad fault. I don't even wanna call him that." I joked.

"But I could have stopped it." He sniffles.

"No. I could have. Its not- it's never your fault, ok? You tried to help, you just didn't know how to." He nodded and walked out, waving goodbye. The nurse came in and she had good news and bad news.

"We can heel her. She lost a lot of blood." We nodded in agreement.

"But we need someone who would be willing to donate that much blood."

"I would." Yoongi said in confidence.

"And you are..."

"Her friend." Yoongi explained.

"Sorry, we need someone with same blood type." The nurse says.

I thought.....

Who has the same blood type as me?

Jimin.

"My brother! Park Jimin. He can help. If he wants" I said softly.

"Ok. Now is he waiting outside the door or....."

"Yes! I think."

"I will go get him." She was very calm. She twists the knob.

*kink, klank*

I heard a soft 'Me' come from behind the door. The doorknob starting twisting again. Jimin walked in, awkwardly waving.

"Hi. I can't wait do this I can save you!" He exclaimed. He walked towards me and hugged me.

"Yeah, I know."

A/N: I might be posting young dumb broke high school kids today I don't know.