Butterfly

Nineteen

Anytime it hurt too much I would hold Hope really tight.

I was scared he would get ripped.

Because sometimes Hope is all I have.

Hobi still comes everyday.

But it's getting harder and harder for me to feel okay.

I seem to feel worse everyday.

"-And then it started pouring rain outside! Like, really pouring. Did you hear it?"

"I think I did. I wish I could have seen it."

"They should really put a window in here."

"Yeah."

I scratched my nose and yawned.

I felt the world slip away a little.

"Mina?"

He leaned in, peering at my sickly face.

"Mi- Doctor?"

"Hmm?"

"Somethings wrong with Mina."

"..."

"Whats- whats going on?"

"Ah, stop crying Hoseok."

"..."

"I need to check something. Could you wait outside for a minute?"

Hobi left the room.

The Doctor checked all the machines.

He flipped pages.

Stuck a needle in me, taking away blood.

Then he left the room.

I was all alone.

"W-wait."

I don't know why,

but I cried.

Everything hurt.

I couldn't even wipe away the tears.

So they fell.

Down my cheeks.

Onto my shoulders.

Behind my sweaty neck.

I closed my shaking fist around Hope lying next to me.

It was all I had in that moment.

So I hold onto Hope with everything I have.

"P-Please let me l-live."

My voice was a whisper.

Tear covered lips uttering a desperate plea.

Please let me live.

So this doesn't have to end.

I want to see him again.

Over and over again.