signed | choi seungcheol

➢twenty

-Jiyeon-

I woke up in confused about the environment I was in, I sat up quickly and looked around as a nurse entered the room. I remembered everything, I pinched myself hoping it was all a dream. Panic overwhelmed me and I screamed as the nurse tried to calm me down. I held my head and looked around the room.

I grabbed the nurse's hand, causing her to drop what she was holding, "Where is he? Is he alive?!" I tugged at her arm as she tried to remove my hands away from her.

"He will live. Do not worry."

"He will live?" I asked as I dropped my hands onto my lap, "Where is he?"

"Miss, we need you to take a test. Do not worry he is under operation." she smiled, "Now can you come with me to take a test?"

"How long have I been here? Where will he be when he is patched up? Can you move him to this room?" I asked quickly.

"He will be moved here if you cooperate with us. You've been here for an hour already."

I sighed, stood up and followed her out to a room. I sat down in front of the man in the room as he introduced himself as Doctor Oh. He led me out to the front of the hospital, out into the fresh air and then he walked me to the parking lot.

Flashbacks happened all at once. He watched quietly as I clenched my head, kneeling down, screaming. Finally, he brought me back into the hospital as I was still shaking. Tears rolled down my face as he brought me back to his office and gave me something to calm me down, some sort of medicine.

"Yoon Jiyeon, as I expected, from all the accidents you faced, the fact that you were saved in both of them unharmed, it left mental scars." he sighed as he pointed down at my feet, they were still trembling, "From the moment you remember cars, hear cars, or see cars, you will remember what had happened. It will scare you, might even bring a phobia of cars to you."

"Does that mean I'll have to stay in the hospital forever? Or have someone take me home while I'm asleep?"

The doctor sighed again, "It isn't that bad of a situation, it will eventually go away. When we do not know because I do not know much about you, if I find something that will encourage you, to keep you brave, the treatment or stay period here will be shorter. However, we cannot show you any instances of cars for it might have a worse effect on you than the one just now, how you didn't even see cars moving or here cars moving, just the sight of it, you looked like you wanted to hide."

I placed my hands together, trying to stop the shaking. He finished off telling me what I needed to know and lead me back to my room where I immediately fell asleep when my head hit the pillow.

xxxxxx

When I woke up again, Seungcheol was in the bed next to me. I sighed quietly as I stood up and pulled a chair next to his bed. I observed him quietly, he had hurt his left arm, right ankle, and had cuts here and there. For a straight ten minutes, I watched him as he slept peacefully. I stood up and walked out as I was greeted by the Seventeen members sitting on the chairs quietly.

"Hey guys." I said, giving a weak smile, I bowed as tears streamed down, "If you guys hate me, I don't blame you. I ruined your future plans and you dreams of being a kpop idol. Now Seungcheol is injured and you won't be able to continue. I'm sorry."

I sniffed loudly as I felt the members crowding around, giving me a big hug, telling me it's okay and it wasn't my fault. 

"Seungcheol will be fine, he just cut himself here and there and sprained some of his muscles, luckly the driver stopped in time." Jun smiled as he patted my head, "Don't worry." I pushed away and looked at them, their faces worried me.

"That's not all." I looked at them trying to pull the answer away from their brain, "He started bleeding pretty badly."

"Oh that's nothing, he just got a cut and it bled quickly that's all. The doctor said it was hard to stitch him up but he's okay now." Seokmin assured.

But the atmosphere still felt heavy, I sighed and asked, "There is something else wrong, you guys aren't telling me! Please I need to know!"

I watched as they pushed the responsibility around, each of them not wanting to say anything. Finally Hoshi decided to say it, I waited calmly for his answer, trying not to seem anxious.

"The thing is he hit his head quite hard, both on the car and slaming into the concrete."

"So?" I asked trying not to look scared. [play TRACK 5]

 "Anything from the past 3 weeks wouldn't be clear to him."

"I don't understand." I said trying to deny the thought that was eating up my brain.

"Well he might not remember you."