35 :: needle and a thread

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Dying...

He's dying...

Jungkook's dying...

The words whirled around your head, your heartbeat shortening at the words you've just heard. It couldn't be true.

Your eyes became glassy despite your efforts of holding your tears in.

"Tiara, do you hear me? You're a nurse, or something, you must help him!" the man sounded distressed. "We cannot call the ambulance." the man emphasized, giving the situation an aggravated feel.

You looked to your left, eyeing Taehyung as if pondering if he could be trusted with this or not. You couldn't help but wonder why he didn't want the ambulance to be called. What could a single paramedic do without the ambulance equipment?

"Where is he?" you asked. "What happened?!" you couldn't help but let out a soft cry, frustration filling you to the brim.

At that, Taehyung shifted his attention to you, the sudden change in your voice making him fill with worry, contrary to what he'd ever expect from himself.

"Did something happen?" he whispered, his hand reaching out to your seat.

You turned your head to face him, intently listening to the next words the stranger is about to tell you.

"He was the one to save you from the accident the other night. And now he's on the verge of dying."

When the last word echoed through the phone, a tear slipped down your cheek, your eyes screaming in agony, something that Taehyung did not miss.

"He was the one who saved me, wasn't he?" you murmured, your lips parting, the tears rolling down your face painting them a bloody red colour.

"I need to get you to him. Are you at the hospital?" the man asked, his question making you regret your decision to let your boss drive you home.

"Damn it." you huffed, debating whether you should tell Taehyung about this or not. After all, he is a doctor, isn't he?

"My boss is with me, can I ask him to do that?" you whispered, hoping Taehyung didn't quite hear you, which was pretty much impossible.

The man on the line stayed silent, not knowing whether this was a good idea. "You need to get to Jungkook. No matter how. I'll send you the address." said the driver before he hung up.

You sighed, feeling your heart beat a little slower than before. "Mr. Kim!" your eyes shot open, hands reaching out to Taehyung's arm that rested on the seat's armrest. You have no time to lose. "I need you, to help me," You started, searching for something in his eyes. "I'll be indebted to you for the rest of my life." You pleaded, knowing your boss was already doing too much for you, something a boss shouldn't do.

"Oh god, what's wrong?" he asked, his eyes searching yours for an answer, feeling like something bad happened, or was about to happen.

"My friend. I need to get to my friend as fast as possible. Please," your eyes shimmered, letting Taehyung know you could not give him any details.

He sighed, motioning you to show him the address.

[...]

His vision started becoming less clear and more blurry and Jungkook felt like his wound never stopped bleeding, which, in fact, hadn't.

"Will I really meet my end here?" Jungkook couldn't help but wonder, reminiscencing of the old days when he was usually the cause of people's bleedings and pain, whereas now, he found himself in this position. "I guess I can say this is my punishment.." he thought, on the verge of cracking a smile, but with the little strength in him, he couldn't even do that.

He needed to brace himself, Jungkook had to remember that he was alone even before and always found a way out, he managed to learn how to treat his own wounds and not expect help from someone else. Why was he so hopeless now, waiting, pathetically, to be saved?

By whom?

Thomas? Who was a coward who didn't know how to deal with an accident?

You? Who was still in the hospital probably not even remembering what had happened?

There was no one for him.

That's why Jungkook slowly gathered his strength in his elbows and lifted himself up, sitting up on the old sofa. He felt the skin around his wound tear, the sudden muscle movement provoking even more tearing than before.

"Fuck." He grunted, clenching his jaw hard in order not to cause any noise. Who knows what and who was around that area?

He looked around himself, trying to find something that could stop his bleeding. If only he found a thread, something he could stitch his wound up.

He tried moving his body, eyes searching for a box, a jar, anything that could contain a needle and a thread, but the blood stained shirt made his body slip and fall down onto the floor causing a loud thud.

"I can't believe this" he hissed in agony, the pain from his wound becoming more and more excruciating.

He waited a few seconds for the pain to slowly fade away, his body starting to feel numb. "There must be something here," he found himself sounding desperate, his hands reaching to whatever was near that coffee table, hoping to find something useful.

When his hand felt something cold, he thought he must've found a metal box. He grabbed it, swiftly opening the box. "That must be the first aid kit Thomas took the hydrogen peroxide from." he thought, smiling to himself at the painful memory.

His eyes searched through the box, eyes glistening at the sight of a medical needle, but soon the look in his eyes disappeared when he noticed the absence of anything that could be used with that neddle.

"No," he cried out, wanting to punch something out of pure fury, but knowing he'll be long lost if he does that.

He had to find something else, but the amount of blood he was losing meant he'll be awake for no longer than 10 minutes. He didn't have time.

"If only there was someone..." he thought to himself, the moment of weakness getting the best of him.

Minutes passed and he still didn't find a way to use the needle. At that, he simply smiled, his elbows giving out on him, his injured head falling to the ground with a big thud.

Jungkook stayed like that for seconds, minutes, maybe even more.
Untill someone abruptly entered through the door, the floorboard creaking underneath their weight.

"Jungkook, I'm here." Tiara cried out.


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Here comes the author that hadn't updated in years!!! Quite literally. It's 2023 !!! Happy new year guys 🥳

I know I have kept you waiting for long, but I promised to focus on school this year since it's my last year and I have big exams coming up !! It's winter break rn, more exactly the end of it, and I decided I HAVE to update for you ❤️🫶

I hope you liked the chapter, probably not since it ends on a cliffhanger AGAIN 👹, but hopefully that will help you not forget about this story completely since I WILL BE BACK.

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