Fixing Us

Chapter 27: Barely Holding On

I haven't left the hospital since we came in Sunday night. It's now Tuesday morning and Jin is having to convince me of leaving his room.

"Jing, it's time to go. We have to get you to the right portion of the building for your amputation." He reminds me with a sigh. I don't answer, keeping my chin resting on the edge of his bed as I continue holding Jiminie's hand and watching his heart monitor.

"Jing, please. You need to go so that we can get this taken care of. You know I'll win if I have to carry you over there." He tries again.

"I don't want to leave him, Jinnie." I whisper softly, not moving.

"Jing, he'll be here when you're all done. I promise, you can come see Jimin as soon as you're allowed to leave the room again. But we brought him here so that he doesn't leave. If we don't get your arm amputated today and don't keep you in the healing process, you're going to end up being the one leaving him. Is that what you want to do?" He tells gently, putting a hand on my left shoulder.

Sighing, I sit myself up. Looking up at him, he helps me from the chair and helps me over to where I have to get to for this damn thing. When we get there, the others are already waiting for us.

Within fifteen minutes, we're brought back and all the guys wait outside while I struggle to get changed into the stupid hospital gown. When they come back in, Jungkookie and Tae by my sides along with Jin. None of the three of them leave my side while the other three hang back and watch with worried smiles.

"Are you nervous?" Kookie asks as he looks up at me. Giving him a small smile, I shrug.

"You're gonna look so badass with one arm, Jing." Tae tells me with a small smile. I can only manage a smile for him, Jiminie weighing more on my mind than what's to come.

"Alright, Saejing. Are you ready to do this? It's time." The nurse tells me with a small smile. Taking a deep breath, I nod my head.

"Are these those sweet boys you always talk about? Oh the kids would be so excited." She tells me happily as she comes over. The boys all look at me in confusion.

"Did they like the album?" I ask after nodding my head. She gives me a grin.

"They adore it. They've not stopped playing it around the house and in the car since I brought it home to them. You should've seen the excitement in their eyes when they realized what I had in my hands." She answers as she sets the bed up to move.

"That's awesome. I'm glad they like it. I'll have to see what I can do to get these guys to sneak off a couple hard copies of their new one that comes out in two days." I tell her, looking over at Namjoon hopefully. He smiles, nodding his head.

"I'm sure that couldn't be too difficult to pull off." He tells us with a smile.

"Oh, sweetheart. You kids don't have to do that." She argues. I shake my head at her though before she gives me the medicine to knock me out. Within minutes, I'm unconscious by the time she's wheeled me halfway down a hall.

I don't know how much time passes before I finally begin to regain consciousness. Squeezing my eyes closed tighter for a moment before opening them, I wince at the brightness. Looking around the room, all of the boys are sat in chairs scattered around the room. Well, Jin is sat in a chair beside my bed on one side while Kookie and Tae are on the other.

Feeling a bit of pain on my right side, I look over to realize that it's done. My arm is gone. Biting my lip, I look down at my lap. My shoulder is all wrapped up at this point. Hearing the door creak open, I look over to find Dr. Ming there.

She smiles at me before walking quietly and coming over to my bed. She sits down at the end of it, sighing.

"How're you feeling?" She asks softly, trying not to wake the others up. I shrug.