Autumn [MYG]

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On the way back, I didn't know what to think. Was it alright that I was bringing Yoongi with me? Was Hoseok going to get mad at me once again? What will my mother think?

"Hazel" I heard Yoongi say my name, I looked at him "I've been calling your name for a while now, we're here" I hadn't realized that we made it to my apartment because I was too deep in my thoughts.

"I'm sorry," I sighed and started walking upstairs to my apartment room. We stopped outside of the door and I turned to Yoongi, "You don't have to do this, you know? You can always go back to your friends"

He shook his head "It's alright," he paused for a moment as he stared at me, his expression not one of isolation but of comfort "We're don't just have a relationship between a teacher and student but we're also friends" I nodded and I turned back around and put my hand on the door handle "Well there's no going back".

I put in the key, unlocked the door, and headed inside. 

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Truth was, I didn't know what I was expecting. I wasn't sure if Hoseok was taking care of my mom or if he decided to leave it to me. I also wasn't sure if I was going to find my mother drunk on a few bottles of beer. 

Truth was, I wasn't expecting this. 

I automatically dropped my keys on the floor in shock at the sight before me and at the same time, I thought that this is how it must've felt when the six-year-old me found my father half-dead on a hospital bed. 

I rushed to my mother's side, falling on my knees. There was a foam-like liquid spewing out of her mouth and she was shaking, her whole body was out of control. I desperately got up to my feet and grabbed a pillow and set it down on the back of her head. in the background I heard Yoongi calling the ambulance but my mind was fogged up. 

I didn't know how to process this, "Hazel, listen to me, there's nothing we can do right now" he gets down to my level and held my mother's hand, "I know it's going to be hard to calm down right now, but the only way we can get her out of here alive is by staying calm".

I looked at him, I tried speaking but nothing came out, instead, I nodded. A single thought crossed my mind at this time, "Where is Hoseok?"

My eyes slipped around the room desperately trying to find any trace of him, but there was nothing. Had he gone to call for help? 

I pulled out my phone and dialed his number, it rang a few times and he finally answered, "Where are you Hoseok, where are you when I need you the most?"

His breathing sounded erratic, "I'm sorry, my PTSD acted up, I couldn't stay there Hazel", I closed my eyes momentarily and let out a sigh "It's alright, just be safe, okay? I can't have another person being sent to the hospital"

"I'm sorry" I heard him say softly "Hoseok, what happens happens, don't beat yourself up for it, but try calming down first" I opened my eyes and spoke again "When I get to the hospital, I will send you the address, please come as soon as you can alright?"

"Okay...", I knew I couldn't beat up my best friend for what happened, he's had terrible PTSD since he was a kid "I love you, stay safe"

"I love you too Hazel", I hung up and put my attention back on my mother, she was still convulsing and I wondered how long she had been like this. I heard sirens in the background and someone burst the door open. People in vests asked me what had happened and quickly put her on a gurney. 

Yoongi followed me out of my apartment and we entered the ambulance together. 

"It's going to be alright Hazel", Yoongi hesitantly grabbed my hand and gave it a soft squeeze "I know, thank you", I let out a long sigh and looked at my mother. 

I regretted not being there for her, but it's too late to be regretting things you can't change. 

I have to think about the present. 

I looked back at Yoongi and felt a familiar peace, a peace that only came when I was with him and it was at that moment that I knew that

I genuinely cared for him.