The Comatose One

Chapter 12

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Heartbreak

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"His heart stopped twice last night Taehyung" The doctor spoke her words like knifes stabbing into Taehyungs heart.
"You need to make a decision on his life, life support can't do only so much, and putting off his painful death isn't going to help" she spoke "painful death?" Taehung asked "Yes Taehyung, you see, the more you put this off, the more you try to make his death not come another day, the more pain is brought to him, how many times now has his heart stoped beating, and for minutes" She spoke "Taehyung, he's dying, and the more time we are forced to make him live, keeping him alive with machines, it's hurting him" She spoke and Taehyung balled his fists letting his tears flow "I can't lose him, not after what I did before this happened" Taehyung spoke

"Taehyung you couldn't have known okay, I know that If Jungkook were you, and you were the one dying you wouldn't want him to blame himself, so for the sake of him, and yourself....

You need to let go"

"She told me I needed to let you go....that I was only making this process worse for not only myself but for you" Taehyung sobbed "I can't believe this, I can't bear you being in pain, but I also can't bear the idea of letting you die, letting you pass away on me" Taehyung spoke choking on his tears "Jungkook...If you die....I don't think I can live, I just can't do it" Taehyung spoke holding the youngers hand tightly "Its my fault Jungkook....They can turn it, move it, change it as much as possible, it's never enough, it won't ever be enough for me to change my mind" Taehung sobbed "It's my fault, it's all my fault, what if I hadn't raged!" He spoke "Jungkook I can't explain my feelings!" The elder yelled standing up

"I'm sad! Im so mad! So goddamned mad!" He yelled "I can't live with the idea of me being the reason your dead! You....YOU BEING GONE BECAUSE OF ME! I KILLED YOU IT WOULD HAVE BEEN MY FAULT!" He yelled punching a wall harshly, his hand instantly going red and bleeding.

Blood dropped down onto the floor, Taehyungs hand covered in wounds, but he didn't care, not anymore.
He sat on his bed, his head feeling like it was exploding in questions and words.
He couldn't break the thoughts, the ideas, the feelings of him being the reason the love of his life is dead.

He laid his head down on Jungkooks hospital bed, the youngers pale body, so cold, so fragile, so thin now.
His lips were blue, his skin white, his eyes having dark circles and his bones popping out at each part of his body.

He had injury's from the accident, bad ones.
He had a bad heart now, from where he hit his chest on glass, which cut his heart, it was fixable, he didn't need a new heart.

But the injury's to his heart made it difficult for him to live, his heart was slowly dying, and so was jungkook, as if his fight was slowly fading, and no matter how hard the doctors tried, it just wasn't enough.

"Jungkook, I don't want to let go.....But If it saves you, from more pain.....I'm willing to...to say goodbye."

"I'm willing to let you go....I'm willing to let them take you off life support...."

"But know I never gave up on you...okay"