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Jin - 8

As Jin talks more, I feel as if I've seen him before. Though the feeling stays for the next hour, I can not think of a time where I've seen him. So around 6pm he takes me back to the hospital. I decide that I don't need him to walk me to the room i'm staying in because i'm not going there. But he doesn't let me leave too soon.

"Hey you think we could trade numbers?" he asks.

I think for a moment, before nodding. We trade numbers quickly and he leaves. I make sure he's walking to his car, before I take my leave. I head down the hallway after checking back in. Taking a turn to go down my hallway. Instead of walking all the way down to my room I take the elevator to the highest floor. Floor 14, there I see the roof access. I climb the ladder. I get to the roof and there I sit looking at the sky. I don't dare to sit on the edge, knowing i'm prone to lose my balance and fall. I stay there for a while. Then finally getting tired as the sky starts to dim, I head back down to my floor.

I get to my room, there Ms. Sadi is waiting. She raises her eyebrow but doesn't say anything, gives me my pills and then leaves. I get into some pjs, sitting on my bed. I stare out the window at the setting sun. Dinner doesn't sound appealing no matter how hard my stomach makes noise. I guess its time to sleep. My dreams aren't filled of their normal nightmares. Instead they are filled of peace? In a way i'll call it peace. It seems to be memories, only not of my own. As I look closer I see the faces of the people in the dream, but they end quickly.

A heart monitor going off tells me something is wrong. Rushing feet against tile, and the rolling sound of the metal tables, wakes me. I jump to my feet and rush out the door, I rush down the hall only to stop three or four feet away from where my door started. Stopping in front of Jimin's door. There on his bed he laid, his heart monitor beeping at an alarming rate, and his body lying still on the white sheets of the old, worn bed.

I stared, that's all I could do, because in this moment, my body would not move. I knew, I knew nothing good could come out of this. And even though I knew that this body laying on this bed was Jimin's, all I could see was my mother and my five year old self in the place I am standing in right now, just watching. Whether it was from overdose like my mother, or from self cause, I would not know. Because the door was closed and I was blocked out of the room.

I sat in chairs near his room for the next two hours. Nurses and doctors rushed in and out of the room. Soon nurses and doctors came out less and less, until all activity stopped. I heard the heart monitor start up again and the door opened. For some reason all the doctors and nurses were happy and excited that they fixed everything. A nurse who saw me when all of them started to leave Jimin's room gave me the update on his condition. I listened, not saying a word to the nurse. Once she stated all she could, she left without another word.

I took my time walking into the room. No matter how hard I tried remembering that this was Jimin all I could think about was my mother and how similar Jimin and her seemed for the short time I knew her. It's almost ironic, I knew Jimin for a month and a half now, I only knew my mother for five years. I wonder how long I would know Jimin for? Whether I would get to know him anymore than I already have. I pulled up a chair to Jimin's bed and sat in it, staring at his body. The heart monitor slowly beeping, and the moon outside lighting up the room. All I could think about was all the shit I did, maybe I was the one to cause this? Or could it have been-

"Ace."

I hear a name spoken to me, one that only a few months ago I would not have known. But in this moment I knew it was my own name that someone was speaking. That someone I did not know, for the fact I did not turn around. Yet there was no need to, the person who called me walked around Jimin's bed to stand on the other side of it. There he stood tall, his brown hair lighting up in the light of the moon, and his features coming into place. His face showed nothing but worry and curiosity.

"What are you doing in here?" he asks speaking lowly.

"I-" my fear got to me and for the first time in a while I didn't know what to say.

I was afraid that if anything I said upset Jin, that I would be punished again. I knew this was my cause, all of this pain that Jimin was suffering in was my doing. Yet, even as Jin waited patiently for me to finish, I could not speak another word. Watching closely as I gazed at Jimin's face, Mother's popped up once more. I could feel the sobs coming on, yet I let none out.

"I didn't know you knew Jimin. He's my friend and group mate." Jin tells me, his words coming out just above a whisper.

To this I shook my head, I looked up to Jin. My eyes glossy and full of tears.

"I don't know him." I say, this shocks Jin. "We met a month ago." I finish off, looking back to Jimin.