Chapter Fourteen

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"Nyani?....Yani?" My head was pounding and I could barely hear the voices talking over the pounding in my head. I didn't know where I was. My eyes cracked open and bright, white light streams into my eyes. I could hear the siren whaling in the background as people moved around me. I couldn't see actual shapes only blurry lines.

"Nyani look at me" I heard Jimin's voice calling to me and my eyes opened I see his lips above me as he said my name. I felt his warm hand holding mine and I squeezed it. His eyes lit up and he got excited, cupping the side of my cheek gently to make sure he didn't hurt me. The EMT gently nudged him to the side as she checked my temperature with one of those things they scan across your forehead.

"Her temp is 101.3, she need fluids and rest" the lady said, turning to the many supplies in plastic bins and grabbed a needle, and put it in my arm, connecting it to a bag of saline solution to give me fluids.

"Is she gonna be ok?" Jimin asked, he looked super worried. The nurse was busy checking my vitals and filling out paperwork to answer him. "Hun...hun look at me please. I love you so much" I looked him in the eyes and he smiled.

"Thank god, I'm so glad you're ok" A tear slid down his cheek and he quickly wiped it away, sniffing and another tear falls from his eye.

"J...Jimin?" My voice was so scratchy and it was hard to speak.

"Babe, you don't have to speak, I just want you to be ok" He relaxes slightly and the nurse suddenly began talking to the other EMT's.

"We're gonna be there in about thirty seconds, let's get ready to roll her out" suddenly all the people were scrambling and the ambulance finally came to a stop. The doors opened and all the EMTs rush out, rolling the gurney out and into the hospital. My visions suddenly goes out again, and everything is dark.

~A Day Later~

beep...beep...beep...beep

The sterile, white walls of the hospital room reflected the LED lights that hung from the ceiling. Jimin was asleep in a plush chair next to the window and the lights were hitting him and reflecting off of his hair. He looked pretty rough. His eyes were red and his hair was all messed up. As my vision was coming back to me, I saw a nurse walk into the room with some breakfast and a clipboard which I assumed had my charts on it.

"Hello Ms. Hawkins, how are you doing this morning?" She asked me when she saw that I was partially awake.

I groaned before trying to speak, grasping for the styrofoam cup next to me which I assumed held water. The nurse handed it to me quickly and I took a few sips before trying to speak. My voice came out as more of a croak as I talked to her. "I'm ok, kinda tired. My stomach also is super nauseous". Jimin stirred in his sleep and I made sure to be quiet in order to not disturb him.

"Well that's to be expected sweetheart, the anesthesia will do that to you. Do you want anything to eat?" She asks. She looks me in the eyes and feels my forehead with her hand, making sure I don't have a fever.

"No, I'm ok for now. How long has he been here?" I asked, gesturing over to the cute, sleeping Jimin.

"He rode in the ambulance over here. He found you passed out on the ground. You passed out from exhaustion and were suffering from sleep deprivation." Jimin woke up, looking immediately to me and then to the nurse. He hopped up from his chair, stumbled slightly, but then was able to walk over to me.

"Hun? Are you ok baby?" He sounded like he had barely gotten any sleep himself. The nurse stepped out of the room with a slight bow and Jimin and I were left alone.

"Yeah, just a bit nauseous. What happened?" I asked, taking his hand in mine and squeezing it gently.

He squeezed it back gently and kissed my forehead. "I walked back into the practice room and you were passed out on the floor. I tried waking you up but you wouldn't so I called an ambulance. I was so worried about you. I thought I might lose you"

"You could never lose me babe" I gave him a cheesy smile and he giggled a bit from it. It was all going to be ok.

~A few days later, back at Jimin's~

Jimin and I were laying on the couch watching some stupid reality tv show and eating soup. I got home a day ago and Jimin hasn't let me out of his eye sight. I've been wanting to practice so much but I'm not allowed too because I have to give myself time to rest. I guess I do need a little rest. But the show is in a week and I am NOT giving my spot up to someone else. Jimin didn't want me to give up my spot, he just also didn't want me to get hurt again.

The doctor had said that I couldn't dance or do any physical activity for three days and today was the last day before I could practice again. I couldn't wait for tomorrow to be able to dance again.

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