the reality

ch.11

JiAhn

After waking up and getting ready I saw that Hyunsoo was waiting outside with her dad so they can come with me to the hospital. The others decided not to come since this is an investigation and only a few people were allowed to come visit Youngjoo. I bid mom goodbye since she was the only person in the house according to her, dad and uncle Jisoo brought BeomCheol to BigHit. I waved at Hyunsoo and her dad then got inside their car. "Thank you for allowing me to tag along Mr. Kim. I understand this is a serious matter." I said as we drove to the hospital. "No problem JiAhn. Hyunsoo told me that Youngjoo is very special to you so I asked the family if its alright to have you help." I nodded then once we reached the hospital I felt my heart race a bit.

Hyunsoo held my hand as we entered the elevator and onto the floor where Youngjoo's room was at. We saw the police guards standing outside the room and after a brief explanation they allowed me inside. The sight in front of me made me weak to my knees Youngjoo was laying in the hospital bed with a breathing machine attached to him along with a neck brace and cast on his arm. He had bandages wrapped around his ankles and his face was bruised. His original skin tone returned which made the bruises visible. "Oh my god.." I said then slowly walked over to the bed.

Moments later another person came into the room and he looked a bit older than me and Hyunsoo. He greeted Mr. Kim and Hyunsoo then he looked at me. "You must be Jeon JiAhn. I'm Dongjoo, Youngjoo's older brother." He said and took a look at Youngjoo. After a while the doctors came to do a regular check up and the police gave updates on Youngjoo's case which his brother allowed me to stay for. "JiAhn would you like a ride home?" Mr. Kim asked and I shook my head. "My cousin said he'll come pick me up whenever I'm ready to leave." He nodded and both him and Hyunsoo left the room.

I sat in the chair next to Youngjoo's and stared at his current state. Carefully I held his hand it was warm and the tears in my eyes began to form. "Your cousin is Kim Beomcheol right?" His brother asked while sitting at the couch. I nodded and apologized for the things that BeomCheol did to him.
"I understand why he would beat up Youngjoo. Listen JiAhn, I don't know if my brother mentioned it to you but he has depression. When the doctors diagnosed him, they quickly sent him to get help. The past couple of years have been rough for us, especially for him, and he would have random anger episodes and just be violent." He explained and I nodded listening to everything he had to say.

"But one day he came home happy. And when our sister asked why; he explained that he found someone to talk to. Then the days after that he completely changed and at his check ups the doctors explained that they're seeing growth. After finding out that you're the reason why he was happy I've been waiting for the day to thank you personally. But I never knew that this would be the situation we're in." He said then his phone started ringing and excused himself out of the room.

I saw a folder on the desk and curiously I took a look at it and saw what the doctor said. "Failed suicide attempt...broken.." I was cut off by the door opening again and I quickly placed the folder back. "Um, do you mind staying here? I have to go pick up our sister. She's having a rough time at her tutor." I nodded then he left the room and I saw the bodies of the guards get closer to each other. I grabbed the folder again and started reading what it said. Placing it back on the table I answered my phone that was ringing.

"Hi mom."

"How's Youngjoo? Everything okay?"

"He's fine mom, just in a small coma? The doctor said the injuries done is very bad..I'm bad explaining sorry.."

"It's okay. Remember to call Beomcheol when your ready to be picked up."

I hung up the phone and focused my attention back to Youngjoo. I placed my hand on top of his hand and carefully rubbed small circles. "Youngjoo...it's me..Jiahn....please wake up..please..I need you...I can't live without you beside my side.." I said then began to cry my heart was slowly breaking at every second I stared at Youngjoo. I laid my head on the small space available on the bed and continued holding his hand. All I could hear was the heartbeat monitor along with the breathing machine; more tears escaped from my eyes at each beep of the monitor.