Survival - Quarrel - Chapter 17

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I'm so so sorry for the late update! The past few weeks were an extremely busy week for me T_T A lot of school work and tests so I couldn't update. I'm free now so I'll update more often! I'm really sorry!

Revised Version 

"Jungkook...? Yah Jeon Jungkook...," I sobbed while shaking his shoulder in panic. My whole body went numb as I watched him lay lifelessly on the floor. The club was in chaos- everything was so blurry I didn't know what to do anymore. Who did this...? Why?

"Sora! Sora!" A voice echoed as I cried over Jungkook's body in distress until I felt a firm grip around me... the person lifted me up. But I refused to let go and held onto Jungkook with my eyes fixed on his pale face. No...

"Sora! Look at me!" The person snapped, turning my face towards his. I emptily stared into a pair of dark brown monolid eyes.

"Jimin... Jung- Jungkook-" I stuttered, weakly trying to explain the situation, yet nothing came out of my mouth but my helpless whimpers. Wae?

"It's okay, calm down," Jimin said anxiously, pulling me into a tight hug. I rested my face against his shoulder as a single tear rolled down my cheek. It was my fault... I let him drink from the cup.

"Mohyah?! JUNGKOOK!" Taehyung's eyes widened in shock when he spotted Jungkook on the floor. Taehyung quickly rushed over to his motionless cousin and lightly slapped Jungkook's cheeks to get him back to his senses, but the alpha remained as stiff as a board.

"I'm sorry..." I bit my lips. Taehyung snapped his head in my direction. His sharp eyes piercing into mine as I stared at him in guilt.

"What are you saying?" Taehyung asked in a deep voice, taking a step closer to me. My heart started racing in fear when Taehyung loomed over me with his dangerous energy. He'll blame me for everything...

"I-...I-"

"Leave her alone, will you?" Jimin snapped, wrapping his protective arms around me. Taehyung quickly glared at Jimin and was about to say something when we heard the siren outside the club.

"They're here!" Someone announced. Taehyung quickly rushed over to pick up Haerim and dashed out of the club. Jimin released me and quickly heaved Jungkook off the floor. Please don't die... I fucking hate you, but please don't die... not like this.

"Ah! He's heavy!" Jimin groaned, struggling to pick Jungkook up. Just then, someone helped Jimin lift Jungkook up, and to my surprise, it was Yoongi. I felt a little stab in my chest. Jimin hesitated to stare at Yoongi unsurely.

"Stare at me any longer, and you'll be attending his funeral," Yoongi muttered dully. Jimin snapped out of his thoughts, and they hurriedly heaved Jungkook out of the club.

"Sora!" Someone caught my arm just as I was about to follow them out, so I turned to find Namjoon staring at me with a troubled expression. Seokjin was still hovering over Hoseok's body.

"I have a request. Your promise, remember? " Namjoon asked, gripping my hands firmly. What request- oh. Right. 

"Wh-what is it?" I questioned him nervously. What does he want?

"Take Hoseok with Jungkook. Please, I don't trust anyone. Minho owns the hospital now. Please," Namjoon begged me.

"Of course," I whispered without hesitation. Namjoon suddenly pulled me into a tight hug before rushing over to Hoseok. W-what...? That's how he says thank you?

"Come on!" Namjoon snapped while towing Hoseok's body. Seokjin glanced at his friend in confusion.

"Where? We have to wait for-"

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