My heart stings every time I see my beloved twin brother in the hospital room. I usually turn around and sit in the corner playing a game I, myself, made. I want to see him, I want to turn around and talk to him, to hug him but if I, even so much as, turn my gaze at him he lashes out his built up anger on me and on other people, things and throws anything close to him at me. This situation is so painful and difficult to go through but then I remembered Mc. She didn't give up on me, even though I was being such an insensitive prick at the time. As I suppress my agony and focusing on the game I've kept playing on my phone for the last two hours, the game automatically paused all of a sudden to alert me of a call. 

I expected Mc to call me at a time like this, but it's not. It's Jaehee. I raised an eyebrow but answered the call anyway.

Who knew one single sentence could make a man's knees weaken and kneel to the ground. I could vaguely hear my brothers angered responses to my sudden action. I shook off my stunned self. Before I ran out of the room, I turned to Saeran and handed him a gameboy I pulled out from the pocket of my jacket.

"I'll be back." I stated before shutting the door, but a single phrase slipped through my ears mini-seconds before the door was completely closed.

"Like I'd believe that again..." my brother said with pure disdain in his voice. This time, his insult didn't remind me of a sting, but rather it made it grow. I ran through the hallways to meet Jaehee and the others on the ground floor from the seventh. I didn't want to expect the worse, but the ground floor is where the operating rooms, X-ray, emergency rooms are.

As I reached the ground floor, I saw Jaehee and Yoosung. With a loss of breath, I ran to them and  immediately grabbed Yoosung's shoulders.

"Where is she?!" I asked, eyes widened.

He looked extremely worried, not because of my breaking point state but rather because of--who knows what--Mc's situations right now.

"We're still waiting for updates from Jumin." he replied. "Seven, are you alright--why are you out of--"

"What happened to her??" I could notice my voice cracking, grip tightening and heart so afraid of the unknown. Yoosung went silent as if he was about to cry. "Tell me!" I shouted.

"She had a head collision with a rushing vehicle. The impact was at the side that threw her off diagonally to the side of the road. She was rushed in the operating room an hour ago, she's still there right now as we speak." Jaehee informed us as she looked at her phone. "Mr. Han just texted me this."

Hearing that made me drop to the ground and extremely frozen. I'm trembling, my whole body is shaking. I'm afraid. I'm terrified. God, please don't take Mc from me.

Yoosung did his best to support me and comfort me but I couldn't hear anything at all. After a few minutes I got myself together, still trembling, but seemed calm.

We've waited for hours until the doctor stepped out of the operating room and wanted to talk privately with Jaehee. As they talked, she gazed at me with a worried look and at a single glance I could tell she did her best to stop the the tears but her eyes were obviously watery, her hands were fidgeting and she kept biting her lip until it bled as if she was trying to hard to suppress any emotion to make us more worry. She smiled at the doctor and thanked him.

She walked back to us with a wanton expression which I could not tell at all. I stood up as fast as I could, expecting the worst, hoping for anything as long as she was alive. I, also, did my best to stop the tears.....but failed.

"What did he say??" I asked, tears starting to trickle down my face one by one.

"Good news or bad news?" She asked.

I couldn't speak for a moment. "Good!" I exclaimed.

"The operation was a success." She stated with half of relief I expected her to have. "They'll bring her to her room in a few minutes." I gave out a sigh of relief but a painful punch in the mind gave me chills, reminding me of the other part.

"....and the bad?" Yoosung continued.

"She's...she had a traumatic hit on the head, mainly the back of it. So were not sure how she'll react once she wakes up...or if she does." Her eyes darted away from both me and Yoosung.

I smiled, chuckling, smiling like an idiot. What's wrong with me? She's hurt. She's injured, and yet here I am laughing, thankful. She's alive. Mc, she's...

Laughter and tears mixed on my face, causing confusion to both of Jaehee and Yoosung. I clung unto Yoosung and hugged him as I felt my knees get weaker and weaker.

"She's alive! Yoosung she's alive!" I cried out. Outside I was happy that God didn't take her away from me, but the anger, regret the heartfelt remorse lingered in my mind as I went back to Saeran's room.

As I opened the door, he looked at me and stared as if he saw a ghost. I wondered why, but then I realized the tears still haven't stopped. I was still crying. I expected Saeran to taunt me, I expected him to laugh at me or tell me that I deserve whatever it is that happened to cause my tears but, I get something else.

"What...happened?" He asked, eyebrows scrunched down with curiosity. I didn't know what to answer him. I managed to pull up my lips for a smile, but my mouth just wouldn't help me.

"She...she got in an accident." Ah, my voice is still cracking...I sniffed and wipe my face with my arm. Forced myself to stop crying as both of us went silent and I walked towards his bed and sat at the edge, I faced nothing but the window showing the vastness of the bright sky. Saeran surprisingly didn't mind it.

After a few seconds, Saeran spoke. "It's okay...you can cry." Eyes widened, I turned to him and he didn't look my way but I could see he's worried. Hearing that made me break down completely, feeling helpless was so hard. I cupped my hands to my face and wailed out the pain. I didn't want this. I didn't want her to get hurt. I've been stupid. Those negative thoughts, the hatred I felt towards myself filled up to the brim of my mind that I knew it wasn't healthy. If I just payed more attention to her, to her safety, this wouldn't have happened! I continued to express my grief as Saeran...comforted me as he rubbed my back.

As I let it all out, Saeran had been playing the gameboy I handed him and I was still in his room, staring at the sky as it dimmed down to a scarlet yellow sunset. Soon enough I decided to go to Mc's room to see her condition.

Walking down the hallway I could hear a bunch of voices mixed together as noise from a room down the way. The noise grew louder as I went closer to mc's room. I closed my eyes, hoping that the Rfa is just having fun, cheering her up, making noise to brighten up her mood...but I was wrong. Once I opened the door, I saw Jaehee calling a nurse, Yoosung and Zen trying to calm her down and Jumin...honestly I have no idea what Jumin is doing, I'm suspecting Jumin told Jaehee to call the nurse or doctor and just watches everything happen with frustration and worry.

The main scene there was Mc. Her fingers were trembling so much, she was wailing in pain as she clutches her clothes, and she was trying so hard to catch her breath. She was in so much pain, it was easy to tell. Her wails were extremely painful to hear. I bit my tongue to stop the tears as I witness a love one struggle with pain, physical and mental. I could do nothing but stand there shocked. The nurse suddenly pushed me aside as she entered the room and gave her a a dose of thiopental by injection. Slowly, Mc started to calm down and fell asleep entirely. Jaehee thanked the nurse and the nurse left the room.

I asked the rest of the members how mc was doing, they just replied to me that she kept having seizures and that she's alright now. She'll be recovering in a few months, they told me. As night fell, everyone left, but I stayed to look after Mc.

I rested my head on the edge of the bed as I tightly hold her hand.

"I'm sorry." Was all I could say to her. "I wasn't good enough to protect you." Her head, wrapped in bandages and face with gauze pads. I couldn't help be more pissed of at myself for how incompetent I was.

As I sunk in my self loathing, her hand flinched. I quickly looked up at her, waiting for her to move to wake up, to open her eyes and look at me. Mc opened her eyes and turned her gaze slowly to me and at that moment I smiled with relief, kissed her hand a few times and cried tears if relief.

"Mc! I'm so happy, you're alright! I've been an idiot, I'm sorry I left you all alone at the apartment, next time I'll bring you with me don't worry! I'll keep an eye on you this time so please don't scare me like that!" My burst of joy and relief was completely shattered with one phrase from the one I loved the most.

"I'm sorry, but who are you?" My whole world was just broken, it was crushed so hard. Yet again, the tears fell like a broken faucet as I loosen my grip on her hand and rubbed her palm with my thumb. Smiling, I turned to her to say.

"I'm just the guy at fault...I was.." I couldn't look at her anymore, now that I've basically ruined her life. "I was just here to apologize for the trouble...I've caused you." My hands trembled once again as I stood up and slid my hand away from hers. "You won't be seeing me anytime soon, but I'm glad I got to see you one last time." I kept looking at the ground, until she spoke.

"That's alright," she replied. I turned to her to see her smiling. Her beautiful angelic smile stung my heart with love and pain. Both red painted my heart. "I'm glad you didn't get hurt."

I couldn't help but cry harder. I leaned towards her for a hug and kissed her forehead. With her having a surprised look I said to her.

"Goodbye."

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I CANNOT IM SORRY IM CRYING SO HARD
THIS HURT ME, IT HURTS! SO MUCH!

NICE TO SEE YOU GUYS AGAIN! I'LL BE BACK IN ACTION SO DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT THE OTHER FANFICS I HAVEN'T FINISHED. I'll be finishing them this summer.