P A S T
three years ago
"T-Tangina, Mingyu, si Wonwoo! Sobrang lamig niya, hindi ko na rin maramdam yung pulso niya!" Everyone panicked.
Biglang tumibok ng mabilis ang puso ni Mingyu noong bigla nalang pinagkaguluhan si Wonwoo sa pwesto niya. He stood up from his seat and made his way to Wonwoo's place.
He knew all along that something was wrong with Wonwoo a while ago since he haven't moved from his position for 30 minutes.
He kneeled infront of him and checked his pulse, bigla siyang nanlamig noong mahawakan niya ang balat nito. His hands were not as warm as it used to be, it became so cold and icy-like a hand of a dead person. Relieve washed over him when he pressed his fingers hard on Wonwoo's wrist and can feel the faint thump of his pulse in his wrist.
He checked Wonwoo's face and became terrified when he saw him as white as a snow. The living daylight sucked out of him.
"Sobrang putla niya. Dalihin mo na yan sa clinic, Mingyu. Buhatin mo na."
"I-Ito na handali!" He became pressured and worried all of a sudden. Sa lahat ba naman ng nakapaligid nilang kaklase sa kanila.
Binuhat niya si Wonwoo gaya ng sabi nila. He carried him bridal style, he pressed his body more closer to Wonwoo, and whispered something on his ear like a mantra, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Handali lang, Wonwoo. Please. Idadala na kita sa ospital. Please hold on, please. I'm sorry, I'll treat you better after this."
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Closure • meanie
Short Story| stand alone #2 | + three years later, he came back to ask for a closure. copyright © meaniempire, 2017
