Watch Me Die [Yoonmin] Sequel to Feel Me Bleed

I'm With You

Jimin's Pov

The constant waiting and the ticking of the clock on the wall was taking a toll on my patience as I sat in the waiting room with my parents and Hoseok.

It has been five hours since we arrived at the hospital. Five long fucking hours waiting for the doctors who took Yoongi into surgery. Not once did I move from this spot, not even when my parents wanted me to go home and not even for Hoseok who begged me to get some rest.

"Jimin please let's just go." Hoseok urges me as he grabs my hand and holds it firmly, letting me know he was tired of waiting too.

I admire him for putting up with me but I simply can't leave yet.

"I can't." I tell him as I stare at the clock on the wall then over to the doors where they took Yoongi. "I need to be here for him." I say and feel Hoseok sigh next to me. 

He's tired and I'm tired too but Yoongi needs me. I know he's fighting in there, fighting to stay alive.

"Yoongi, come back to me."

"Jimin, we don't know if Yoongi will even survive. He was shot in the chest-"

"He won't die!" I snap and glare at Hoseok who returned a look of shock to me. 

"Jimin." I heard my mother say and felt her soft hand upon mine. "I don't know why you care so much for a murderer who tried to kill you." she says carefully to not agitate me but it only makes me feel worse. 

"Your mother is right. You should be pressing charges against him, not waiting to see if he's alive or not." my father adds. 

True, any normal person in my position would have already had the police involved and have Yoongi thrown in jail.

"You don't understand." I tell them as I shake my head with anger. "I know what Yoongi did was wrong, but if he wanted to kill me, he would have already done so." I look to them pleadingly. "Deep down, I know he can do good. He just needs the right person in his life."

My father shakes his head, the look of disappointment was clearly visible in his eyes. "Jimin, Min Yoongi is a fucking psychopath. What he needs is to be put away-"

"What he needs is fucking help!" I shout at him and stand up. "It's his family that fucked him up, and those doctors that used him for their own dirty needs. Min Yoongi is a victim of their abuse." I shout in blind rage. Why didn't anyone ever see past that insanity and see the real Min Yoongi inside?

"Jimin!" my mother shouts at my outburst but I was far into my anger to even care. 

"Jimin, relax." Hoseok tells me as he presses his hand on my chest and gives me a look of sympathy. "I get that you care about him but he tried to kill you."

"It wouldn't be the first time." I say to him as I remember a year ago at the asylum how Yoongi pulled a knife on me and stabbed me on the leg. "But it was his insanity that made him do it." I said and hear deep sighs of disappointment coming from both my parents.

"Park Jimin?" Someone calls out my name and I see Mr. Jung approach me with a doctor and a few nurses.

"Hows Yoongi?" Was the first thing I asked as they approached me. 

Mr. Jung's face is grim, the doctor's too. "Min Yoongi is...alive but in critical condition." he says with a hint of anger in his tone. 

"Are you serious?" My father's tone clearly emitting rage as my mother holds his arm, silently telling him to calm down. 

Mr. Jung nods his head reluctantly, I know he hates this news as much as my parents do but I was fucking relived that Yoongi was going to be alright. 

"Can I go see him?" I ask but the look on my parents and Mr. Jung's face told me no. 

"He's not awake yet, plus even if he was, you can't see him Jimin since he's under police custody." he says and looks to the nurses who all nod in agreement. They seem scared, as if just talking about Yoongi brought fear into their hearts. 

"But I want to see him." I urge, the need to see Yoongi grew to the point where I begin to feel panic. "At least let me look at him through the window. I promise I wont go inside." I plead and hear my father grunt in disapproval. 

"Jimin, we need to go home. There is nothing else for us to do hear." I hear my mother say but I ignore her and retain my pleading stare on Mr. Jung. 

He sighs deeply — giving in to me — and nods. "Fine, but only for five minutes, then you have to leave." he turns to the nurses who give him a look of shock mixed with anger but he dismisses them and moves forward down the hall. 

I quickly follow along, leaving my parents and Hoseok in the waiting room, as I made my way down the hall until we reach the ICU area.

There was two other cops standing by a door that led to a dimly lit room. From the window I could barely make out the silhouette of Yoongi laying on the bed. 

"Two minuets Jimin and you can only look at him through the window." Mr. Jung orders and leans against a wall to wait for me. 

I walk to the window and peer inside, the darkness of the room did little to nothing to help me see much but I could still make out Yoongi asleep on the bed with wires dangling all around him. It hurts me to see him so helpless and fragile while I'm standing out here not being able to do anything.

"How long will he be in there?" I ask to Mr. Jung. 

He sighs and stands next to me, through the reflection I can see him frowning. "He'll be out for about a week. When he eventually does wake up, he'll be sent to a facility for people like him—"

"So you're sending him to an asylum?" I ask with a short breath.

"No." He shakes his head slowly and looks to Yoongi. "Its a rehabilitation center."

I sigh as relief comforts me. Yoongi was going to be alright in a rehabilitation center and also it will be easier for me to visit him everyday. I'll make sure to talk to him and keep him company while he undergoes therapy sessions and give him unlimited support.

Am I crazy for wanting to help a psychopath like Yoongi? Perhaps so.

I know my family won't agree with me helping him and honestly I find it fucking ridiculous that society in general let's poor souls like Yoongi slip through the cracks, allowing them to suffer alone with their mental illnesses.

"Jimin?" My mother calls as she approaches me, with her was a female doctor. "Honey its time to go." She says, giving me a stare that tells me she's exhausted.

I look to Mr. Jung who nods in return. "Yoongi isn't going anywhere so relax and go home. Its been a long night for everyone."

I didn't want to leave but seeing the look on my mothers face changes my mind. If I make her wait any longer, she'll kill me.

Besides, I've already seen Yoongi and knowing that he's alive was enough for me. 

Don't worry Yoongi, I wont leave you alone in this mess.

A/n: sorry if this came out boring. I promise the next chapter will be the last.