From Pens and Secrets

Tears

Yoongi's POV

  I held JinHee in my arms, covering her bleeding stab wound with my hand to try and stop some bleeding. I couldn't stop crying. This was my fault...I could've done something, I could've saved her. If I had paid more attention to her drawings. If I had seen her wrists. If I would have not gone off on her boyfriend, maybe we would both be at school right now and I could have said hello to her again, maybe could've tried to help her. She couldn't leave me.
  As I rocked gently with JinHee in my arms I saw my tears fall onto my hand covering her stomch, which was covered in blood. I heard sirens and checked her pulse, she was still breathing, her heart was still beating. She was still with me. I could save her.
  The paramedics ran into the house and I shouted to them in a horse voice, still shaking as I held her closed
  "She's up here!" I yelled to them and heard then start coming up the stairs. I stood up with her in my arms and one of them took her from me, carrying her quickly downstairs while was got ready with bandages to do some quick things to keep her alive during the ride to the hospital. Seeing her being taken away from me was painful, and I followed after them quickly, afraid of never seeing her beautiful face again, never hear her soft voice. Never look at the amazing drawing she always did, on her skin and paper.
  I loved her more than anything, and no one could take her away, I couldn't live with that. I got into the ambulance as they loaded her on, holding her hand as they instantly started working to do what they could. Before we got to the hospital a saw her slowly become somewhat awake, her half-closed eyes darting around the ambulance before landing on me, her eyes filling with tears. I squeezed her hand gently as tears ran down my face.
  "It's okay JinHee...y-you'll he okay...I know you will" she looked up at me before slowly laying her head back down again. She fell unconscious again and her grip on my hand loosened, but she was still breathing, right? That's all that mattered.
  We sped up to the hospital and they rushed her inside, I followed behind and one of the doctors looked at me as they took her into the ER, her face softening. She held the door for me, letting me in with them.
  "You deserve to see her..." She spoke softly and I rushed in, replying with only a sigh of relief and a quick thank you, rushing to JinHee's side again, looking at her damaged body and crying quietly. Hearing her heartbeat start to slow down broke me more and I just stared at her, uncontrollably crying as everything around me went quiet, like the other people around me were not a thing. My ears rang as I looked at her, only focusing on her face as I squeezed her hand gently.
  "Please JinHee...please don't leave me..." I stared at her, tears streaming down my face as every thing around me faded away into nothingness. All I cared about was her. I held her hand tightly, and I felt her gently squeeze onto my hand as the doctor called out that she was stabilizing. A wave a relief hit me and I laid my head next to her arm on the bed, still crying as I held her tightly.
  Eventually I cried myself to sleep, and the nurses decided to let me stay overnight.

JinHee's POV
  I woke up and tried to adjust my eyes to the bright light in whatever room a was in, groaning quietly as I looked around, realizing I was in the hospital. I looked at my stomach, seeing the bandages and remembering what happened the day before, and I suddenly broke down. I let out a broken sob and tears started uncontrollably running down my face, but my crying hurt all the wounds I had. Then I heard a familiar voice besides me...Yoongi
  "Hey, its okay...please don't cry, JinHee..." His voice cracked as he talked and I looked over at his red puffy eyes. He must've been crying.
  I sniffed and closed my eyes, wrapping my arms tightly around the male and burying my face in his shoulder. He kissed the top of my head and rubbed my back, and my whole body warmed up and he whispered soothingly to me,
  "Its okay...I'm here..." I relaxed against him, thoughts racing through my mind.
  Yesterday, I was sure I would be dead...I thought it was all over once my boyfriend got home that day. Yoongi had saved my life. Again.
  I couldn't help but grip onto the male's shirt, holding onto him like my life depended on it, and slowly my tears stopped falling, and I became comfortable in Yoongi's arms.