Murderer Mystery || J.JK FF ✓

{139} Aliven

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~Y/N'S POV~ 

Ok... this is nice... I've been floating for a while... but it was as though I was laying on something hard instead.

Was I alive or was I dead? Was it too late for me to survive or did I make it in time?

I decided to wait. For the white light of course which will answer my questions. Or for the feeling of my soul lifting, or maybe for a hand reaching out to intertwine with mine.

God, I'm not sure how many days had passed but I'm sure it hasn't been long... I've already missed Jungkook though.

My thoughts were answered as my eyes were opened to bright, white light. My vision was blurry but I knew I was in an unfamiliar room... probably a white room. The first thing that come to my mind was heaven but the wall beside me was covered in long vertical blinds. Over my head, the glaring lights blinded me and I was propped up on a hard, uneven bed. Or you can say, a bed with rails.

The pillows were flat and lumpy, which was the worse as fat pillows are the best. Somewhere there was an annoying beeping sound, similar to my alarm clock and I seriously want to slap it away.

But hopefully, maybe it means I'm alive... death shouldn't be this uncomfortable. Unless I was paralysed?

Wiggling my toes, then my ankles, I was happy that I wasn't paralysed or I would spend the rest of my life lying on a damn bed.

I remember getting shot but instead of pain, there was a burning, aggravating sensation in my stomach area, growing outward from where the bullet travelled which had begun to take over my focus.

Man, I'm suddenly craving for tteokbokki...

The thing was when the bullet had hit, it didn't exactly hurt at all, but just shock me. It felt like a small pebble was chunk at me.

Something was taped on my left hand and I try getting rid of it with my other hand but it was feeling weak and numb, just like my body. My head is spinning like I was riding a rollercoaster. It felt like some pieces were missing and I groan.

"Y/N?" An unfamiliar voice asks and I turned my head slowly towards the direction. Squinting my eyes, the principal appeared in my view and he had this look where he was ready to jump up into the air and scream in happiness. "Oh my gosh- I can't believe that you're-"

"Where's Jungkook?" I interrupted in a weak tone. "I want to see him, not you..."

Okay, I get that was a bit rude and thought I had offended him but he chuckled happily. I tried to sit up to find Jungkook but the spinning in my head accelerated and the principal's hand was raised to push me gently down onto the pillows.

"I'll get the doctors alright? You stay put and don't even think about escaping the bed just to see him."

"Why should I listen to you?" I questioned him, reaching to rub my head as I was currently experiencing a huge headache. It reminds me of a migraine that made me feel like a baseball had smacked into my head.

My questions had been left unanswered as the principal disappeared, bringing in two other doctors.

The questions they ask had been a blur and I wasn't really focusing but answering random stuff that could possibly be an answer to their annoying questions. It bugs me a lot that they were asking me stuff when I had a headache. Can't they just let me rest first? I just woke up from getting shot...

Speaking of getting shot, how many days were I unconscious? It didn't feel quite long, to be honest...

"How are you feeling Y/N?" The principal asked as the doctors had helped me sit up and left the room. I caress my forehead and glowered at the principal, wondering why he was here.

"What are you doing here?" I questioned and he forces a smile.

"I'm relieved. You're still the same despite getting shot," The smile he had given me had seemed sarcastic and forehead creases. I place my hand down and pointed at him.

"You, with all due respect you're like a complete stranger to me despite being my biological father. You're making me-" I started coughing, accidentally choking on my saliva somehow and he reach to pass me a water bottle. I reluctantly grabbed it and said thank you quietly as I down it.

The water was warm and I nearly spat it out as water tends to taste weird once you wake up.

"What am I making you?" He questions as he took the water back into his hands.

"You're making me extremely uncomfortable," I finished.

He tilts his head, leaning in and pursuing his lips in confusion. "You know is strange... you're showing your little attitude towards me after waking up from near-death. How insolent," He muttered.

"If is the only way to get you out of the room, sure, whatever," I rolled my eyes.

I get that I was being a huge b*tch and I wonder where I'm getting the energy to talk back to him but I just didn't want him to look after me while I'm in the hospital. It just doesn't feel right.

"Mum raised you really well did she?" He questioned and I frowned.

"If that's sarcasm, I will ask the doctor to kick you out," I threatened and he laughed. I cleared my hoarse throat, leaning over at the pillow to comfort myself.

"No, I'm saying the truth. You're not a coward when dealing with someone you don't like. Is okay if you don't like me."

"Hm? What's with the sudden change of tone?" I questioned and he shrugged.

"You know, I'm sorry." 

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Thank you for reading!

~Xin