Five feet Apart| seongjoong

Chapter 6: Organized

Present Time
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| Hongjoong POV |

I lay down on my bed as I get a FaceTime call from a certain hoe."Sup betrayer"
"Oh my god it was just a breakfast"
I gasped as I put my hand over my heart in exaggeration."Hmph fine if it was 'just a breakfast' how was you breakfast with that boy of yours"
I saw his expression and I knew something was wrong."What happened?""He...he didn't show."
"THIS SON OF A BITCH!Okay that's fine I will just need his number his last and first name and if you have it,his address."

"No!STAHP!Before you go full on Bakugo"
"I- what!I don't go full on bakugo!"
"Pfft yeah right."
"Hmph you know what at....."
As I was laughing my eyes strayed away from the phone and I noticed something.My prescriptions were all disorganized.

"Hey Hongjoong you okay?It looks like you just saw a ghost"
"This son of a bi- Hey Yunho I'm going to have to call you back later because I gotta deal with someone right now."
"Is everything alright?"
"Yeah it's nothing I can't handle on my own"
"Alright if you say so,text me when your available then"
"Will do"
"Bye bitch love you"
"Bye whore and I love me to"
"Hey!"

Yunho said as I hung up.I got up from my bed and went to look at my medications.'This son of a bitch...he moved all my shit'
I went out of my room and went looking for Yeosang.I saw him at the front desk talking to Dr.Kim.I tapped his shoulder and he turned my way.

"Yes Joong?"
"Where the hell is that friend of yours?"
"Um....He left already."
"Which way."
"Um...Hyung you okay"
"Just tell me where he is"I look him dead in the eye."He left but he parked in the outside parking lot."

"Which one?"The south one,but Hyung that's on the other side of hospital.You wouldn't be able to make it and even if you did, your not suppose to push your body that much."
'He has point but I.Don't.Care.That man touched my VERY organized pills that I spent hours on.And ruined it without any concern.'

"I'll be fine"
As I start to leave he yanked my body back to him by grabbing my wrist.

"No you won't be.Hongjoong your body cannot handle running that fast.""What great advice Yeosang""Now let me go."I yank my wrist out of his hold and start to leave again but I hear him say something."I'll give you his number.Whatever it is that you need,I'll give to you.But please don't just be irresponsible,because if anything were to happen to you,Jongho would literally hate me and Yunho too.And I would would hate myself to for letting you go."

'Breathe Hongjoong,don't be irrational,listen to Yeosang he is a medical student so he knows more than me.Plus he has a point'

I turn around and inhale and exhale to calm my nerves down.I chuckle a bit at my ridiculous outburst ."I'm sorry I don't know what came over me.Your right,I can't be so irritated at little things""You think?"."Can I please have it now.""Oh right"
I play with my hair a bit and wait as he is writing something down on a paper.

"Look whatever Seonghwa did, just know I'm sorry for letting him into your room.He got into a fight again and he needed someone to fix his wounds and I needed a vacant room."
Yeosang than ripped the paper off his notebook and gave it to Hongjoong.

"So what you thought using mine without permission was okay?" Hongjoong then put the phone number in his pocket.

"I'm sorry hyung"

"No it's okay....I don't know why I got so mad anyways.So where are you taking Jongho?"

"Why would I tell you??Its a surprise and I know how you tell him everything."

"I-uh-I do not!Im simply asking to know that you are treating my friend right."
"Really?Hyung you're a horrible liar"
As Hongjoong was about to respond back a little beeping sound went off.
"Oh shit I gotta go that's Jongho,he probably needs something." Yeosang took his phone and answered the call as he left Hongjoong there alone.

'Hmph....I'm bored now.'

He walked to his room and took off his mask and laid down.He took out the note Yeosang gave him and contemplated wether or not to actually call Seonghwa.

'What if he thinks I'm a weirdo or if I'm over exaggerating?Wait I never asked what his relationship was with Yeosang....maybe they go to the same college.Ugh!I hate this....I made a big fit for nothing.Maybe me and him could be friends??Oh well it wouldn't hurt to try.'

As was about press call,another incoming call came in which startled Hongjoong.He ended up dropping it on the floor.He got off his bed and as he was about to answer he saw the ID caller

MOM

'Ugh...'
He inhaled and exhaled as he answered.

"What do you want?"
"My my where in the world did you get those awful manners of your because I certainly did not raise you like that."
"That's funny because I don't remember you properly raising me at all."
"Hm touché."
"Look just get to the reason of why you called me."
"It's your father."

I felt a something heavy grow onto my shoulders as my breathing was taken for a swift second.

"W-What happened to dad?"
"The doctors diagnosed him with stage 4 cancer"
"They say he has around a month to live,maybe less."
"Y-Your lying"
"Oh my son,I may be an awful mother and everything in-between but you know I'm not one to lie.Especially of such serious manners as these."

I hated that she was right,she was a horrible liar and a horrible mother.Which made it all the worse.

"I gotta go,I'll call you back later."

I hang up and drop my phone as my tears start to fall one bye one continuously.I put my knees to my chest as hug myself as I did when I was little and rocked myself back and forth.I need to be able to control my breathing.I grab my phone and look through my contacts eventhough my eyes were blurry due to all my tears.I press call and put it to my ear, surprisingly Yunho picked up fast.

"Hello?"
"Yunho my bitch of my mom just called me and told me t-that my dad has stage four cancer and he only has a few more weeks to live and I don't what to do.It's to much,please just let's go eat something because I need something to get my mind off everything.I can't handle anything right now...I can't believe my dad is dying."

When I finished talking I started crying louder and hyperventilating.

"I don't want him to die!"
"I don't my dad to die!"

It was silent on the other line.

"Um...I'm sorry I think you got the wrong number,I'm not Yunho."

I look at the number and see that it was Seonghwa's.I stopped hyperventilating and face palmed myself.

'SHIT'