Rich -BTS FF-

Chapter 7

Taehyung's POV:

I almost couldn't believe what I was hearing as I listened to Chang's mother sobbing through the phone, telling me anything she could about the accident.

"P-please g-go to h-him." She begged.

Other than me, I truly meant it when I had commented on how Changkyun was always alone. He didn't make friends, he didn't go on dates; and he moved away from his parents when he was 18. His father's job required constant travel, so seeing them wasn't an option either. Even now, when he could be dead or dying his parents are stuck halfway across the globe.

I tried to hold back the tears, but my worries and concerns only pushed them to continue streaming down my face. I ran as fast as I could, clutching the strap of my school bag tightly in my hands as I rushed down to highway 71.

My running halted for a moment as I heard the sirens and the lights flickering in the distance, and my heart had nearly come to a complete stop when I saw the damages to Chang's car.

I held my breath as I sprinted over, rushing past people who were just driving by and stopped to see if everything was okay.

I reached the front of the circle, trying to push past the police, who would continuously prevent me from going through.

"Please! P-Please I know him! H-His family sent m-me just please where is he!?" I screamed, sobbing uncontrollably as I looked at his car.

The car was destroyed to say the very least, a few wheels missing, the front half of the car crushed from the impact, scrap metal going on for a few feet from when they had broken off of the car.

I ran over to the car, yet another officer trying to stop me from getting any closer.

I tried to tug against the police officer, my tugging coming to a stop as I watched a few cops and ambulance workers drag Changkyun out from the inside of his car.

I started to sob harder as I watched my friends limp body be dragged out from the accident. His clothes and hair was a mess, blood dripping from only god knows where, cuts and scraped scattered across his skin.

"C-Changkyun! Chang! Kyunnie god say something! Wake up!" I began to scream uncontrollably, begging for any sign that he was alive.

Before I could even blink Chang was in the ambulance, a few nurses rushing me into the vehicle as I sat by Chang's side. I looked down at him, carefully reaching to hold onto his hand.

"Y-You're gonna be okay." I whispered softly to him, holding his hand closer to me.

I stayed with him as long as I could, sitting in a chair beside his hospital bed as I continuously prayed that he would be okay.

I shot up from my seat when a nurse had entered the room, her head down as she looked at her clip board.

"You're Kim Taehyung, am I correct?" the young woman asked softly as she looked up to me.

"If not could you please tell me how I may find him? He's the only name under any of Changkyun's documents for permissions." The lady said softly, looking in my eyes as she anticipated a response.

"My names...I'm the only..." I whispered, looking over to Changkyun.

Why was I the only name.?

"I-I'm Taehyung." I spoke softly, looking back to the woman.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir, I am Savannah Brown and I'm going to be Changkyun's nurse on watch." The woman, whose name was apparently Savannah, spoke in a gentle tone.