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Author's PoV

—earlier, 7:43 p.m.

"I'll go to the bathroom first if you don't mind," She uttered, looking really weak and . . . dead.

She rushed to the room, leaving the parents, and mostly, Yoongi worried. His eyes were still landed on the bedroom door where she is, and he furrowed his eyebrows by her sudden action.

"Yoongi, I think something's wrong with her." His mom said.

"I do too." Replied his father.

"You should go quickly. Something might be wrong with her, you need to bring her to the hospital." His mom once again said.

His eyebrows still furrowed, he stood up from his chair and went in the room, his eyes searching for her. But then he realized he won't just find the girl by scanning around the room, so he looked everywhere. Under the messy bedsheets, behind the curtains, everywhere. But she was nowhere to be found.

"Abbie-yah." He called out in a low, gruff, tight voice and obviously is nervous for the girl. But there was no answer, no response to the guy. Which made him even more worried. "Abbie-yah." He called once more. And once again, there were no reactions, nothing at all.

Suddenly, he heard a bang somewhere near him, followed by a girl's sobbing. He quickly turned around.

'The bathroom.' He thought.

He opened the bathroom door, but he couldn't. He gritted his teeth and silently gasped. "The door is locked," He uttered to himself. He immediately ran to the bedside table and opened the little cabinet right under the top of it, his shakily pale hands trying to search for the bathroom key but ended up spilling the things mounded on it, leaving the carpet underneath scattered with the materials. He even almost toppled the lamp.

He looked underneath the bed, the room sofa, in the closet, on the bookshelves, nothing. Once again, being his clumsy, unorganized self, he has misplaced the key.

He shouted. Loud enough for the parents to hear, but he didn't care whether they did or not. He was frustrated, and scared. His loved one, she's in there, in that stupid locked bathroom, and she's possibly dying already in there. He ran to the door and shook it, trying to break it down so he could see her. The sobbing got louder and scarier for him. "Yoongi-ah." The faint, weak screams of the girl were heard, and the shower seems to be on.

"Abbie-yah!" He shouted. "Abbie!"

The screams that were calling out for him desperately slowly died out, and he was thinking, maybe she was, too?

"Hang in there. Hang in there!" He cried, stepping backwards and running to the door, trying to break the thing off.

"Yoongi!" An old woman shouted.

"Leave me alone!" He shouted. At his own mom.

"Min Yoongi, do you know who are you talking to-" His father was interrupted when he saw his son look at him, tears scattered on his cheeks without him even realizing it. "She's in there. She's in there! She's dying! AND YOU STILL HAVE THE COURAGE TO SCOLD ME?!" He raised his voice, shockingly to the parents as he never had his voice raised like that, or at least they thought.