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A loud scream filled the room, its pitch high from all the commotion that was going on. It took me a few moments before I realised it was me who was screaming. He laid there on the floor with a pool of blood beginning to surround him and what seemed like a dozen people rushed to his aid. No. This can't be happening. I fell beside his body yet my hand barely brushed his as the ambulance people rushed in and quickly snatched him away from me.

No.

I felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around me and pull me up from my current status on the floor. Who is this? I looked up and saw Jaehyun stood there and sighing as he looked down at me. Concern was obvious in his eyes as he looked at my figure for any signs of injury. "Y/n, please, stop crying." He mumbled as he lifted his finger and wiped the tears from my rosy cheeks.

How could I not cry? Taeyong was injured and was being rushed to hospital all because of me. I'm the cause of it. Jaehyun pulls away from the hug and begins to lead me out of the place I had been confined in and towards one of the familiar cars I had been in on the way to their dance rehearsals.

The door flung open and I was hushed inside of the vehicle, inside was a few members of NCT. "The others were in the other cars and are already on their way to the hospital. I can't believe he actually got shot." Mark looked down towards the floor. I slowly nodded, yet I turned my head to look out of the window as we sped off in the direction of the hospital. The only thought running through my mind was the replay of when he fell to the floor.

I couldn't erase it from my mind. His eyes fell closed once he had bit the floor and the way he had laid perfectly still, as if he was a doll. But that's what he is. A fragile doll who doesn't deserve to have injuries at all. And I caused him to have some today. It was cold in the car as it raced along the busy streets of Seoul. Wind whipped against the car and attacked my skin, causing goose bumps to arise.

He's going to be okay. I know he is going to be. He has to be okay, I guess is what I'm saying. He's Lee freaking Taeyong. Nothing can stop him no matter what, even the possibility of death will never get in his way and faulter his movements. We're not going fast enough. He could be dying in the hospital right now and I would've just been here in the car rather than with him when he needs me.

We pull up into the hospital car park and I couldn't have gotten out of the car fast enough. The majority of the members had jumped out of the car while it was still moving, I watched them all run out one by one towards the hospital doors and left me behind in the car. I climbed out after them and began to walk after all of them, sighing quietly. It's my fault, isn't it? All these thoughts floated around my head within the first moments I entered the hospital.

Where was he? How was he? Is he still alive? Does he hate me? He probably did hate me. I would hate me too if I were shot in the back and was allowed to fall to the floor with no aid because nobody could help me. Then again, he may not hate me, he may still love me in the way that he said that he did and he could forgive me.

Oh, I hoped and wished that he would forgive me. He would be able to forgive me one day if not today, right? Surely, he couldn't be that indecisive. All of a sudden, I had been pulled around the corner to where Johnny was standing. I looked around him and all the other boys sat there either on chairs or on the floor outside of a room. Taeyong. "Is he in there?" I asked frantically, needing to know at once.

Johnny nodded and held my arm, holding me back from running straight into the room to see him. I had to see him. "Let me go." I looked up at him and frowned, he sensed my desperation and desire to get into that hospital room yet he still didn't let go. "Y/n, they just took the bullet out and he's very weak right now. He needs all the sleep he can get so that he can start getting better, just sit down and wait like everyone else."

Frowning, I nodded and went over towards the other boys and sat beside Mark, who was extremely quiet. He didn't look over at me when I sat down, nor did he look at me when I rested my head back against the wall and closed my eyes. It was extremely quiet between the whole group of members, who took up the whole hallway. They had gotten him a private room, meaning that there was barely anyone in the hallway to begin with.

Nothing. Pure silence was draped over us all like a cloak of insanity that nobody could get rid of. Insanity. That's what this all was as nobody could run or hide from it. The doctor came in and out of his room every few hours or so until he just stopped coming in. And then he stopped coming to the room or even in the hallway at all, he was just gone.

It was in the early hours of the morning when Jaehyun went into Taeyong's hospital room and came out saying that he was awake. Though I laid on the floor with my eyes closed and then I slipped into the peaceful darkness.